Jimin asks around for the boy. People point him to here and there until he is now at a run-down building. He's skeptical to enter, and thanks the heaven that he doesn't have to. The boy is sitting outside by the side of the building. He is whimpering in pain, his blood stained the wall. Jimin stops in front of him and, without much word, he takes off his jacket and gives it to the boy before carrying him up in his arms. The boy resists, but Jimin's stronger.    Jimin arrives at the nearest clinic he can find and asks for immediate medical attention. He laid the boy down on one of the bed and sits down on the chair next to it.    The boy looks at him with the gaze of a cornered animal.    "I'm friendly," Jimin says. "Don't worry and just rest."   "Bull." That's all the boy says before he throws the jacket off of him and turns his back on Jimin. Now Jimin can see it—the wounds. Long lines of red gashes scatter across his back, some even have strips of flesh torn from them. Blood still oozes out of the wounds, and by the time the nurse comes back the bed is already stained badly.    The nurse says nothing. She practices high professionalism for someone from a small town, and she also works quick. It's understandable, considering the boy can bleed to death if the treatment is delayed much longer.    After the nurse disinfects the wounds and stitches them all up, she wraps the boy's upper body with clean bandages. Jimin suggests putting him on anesthetic to prevent him from running away again, but this time the boy jumps up and starts begging. He looks so genuine that Jimin has to let him go (and come up with some excuse for Yoongi later).   The nurse advices lying down for a few more minutes to let the painkiller fully take effect. On the meantime, Jimin keeps staring until the boy gets too annoyed and speaks first.    "Who are you? I never see you before."   "Yeah, you're welcome." Jimin rolls his eyes.    "Are you from the city?"   "Why? Are you going to ask me to take you along too?"   This time the boy rolls his eyes. "Don't go to the city. Unless you live there, then never mind."   "What's wrong with the city?"   "What's right?"   The nurse comes back with a handful of medicines. She hands them over to Jimin and he pays her. He then bends down to give the boy a hand, but the boy struggles to stand up by himself.    "Nice necklace," the boy comments. Jimin ignores that as he keeps a careful watch over the boy. Along the way Jimin tries asking him his name or whether or not his parents know what he's doing with his life. The boy replies nothing and keeps walking until they're both back at the abandoned building.    "You live here?"   The boy laid out his palms. Jimin stares cluelessly at it for a second before he realizes to give the boy his medicines. Jimin also doesn't forget to sneak the jacket back onto the boy so that he won't feel too cold. The boy, after getting his meds, turns around and walks inside the building.    "You're welcome!" Jimin yells after him.    -   At the guesthouse where Yoongi and Taehyung are waiting, Taehyung has been restless. When Yoongi sits down, Taehyung stands up and move to the other side of the room. When Yoongi moves to look out the window, Taehyung goes back to bed. Yoongi doesn't notice it, of course, because he's impatient for Jimin's return, but Taehyung is dying internally.    "He's taking too long," Yoongi complains and sits back down on the bed. Taehyung jumps up and scoots closer to the window, pretends he is looking out.    "Hmm, yeah. Way too long."   It's not. Jimin has only been gone for only around 40 minutes, which is reasonable in the sense that he is looking for the boy and taking him to get treatment. But to those who are waiting, time always seems to stretch. And to Taehyung, time is in a super slow motion right now.    "I'll go look for him." He says, to which Yoongi pulls him back from leaving. Taehyung's skin scrawl at the physical contact and he shivers. Yoongi notices this one.    "Are you alright?"   "Huh? Yes! Yes, I'm good!"   "You're not." Yoongi frowns now. He can see the fat sweat rolling down Taehyung's temple and his hands are colder than ice. "Are you sick? Perhaps the room is too hot?"   Taehyung wildly shakes his head.   "So what is it? You are acting very strange. Is there something I can aid you with? I am concerned."   "Please stop asking!" Taehyung shuts his eyes, his voice rises up a bit. Yoongi frowns even more, his eyes trying to study Taehyung and his sudden unusual behavior. But he does stop asking.    Taehyung sits down next to yoongi, his hands cupping his own face as he's looking down. His legs are shaking a little.    "You…" he whispers, finally. "What are you?"   "I am a human boy," Yoongi answers without any hint of lie in his tone.    "No… I mean… What were you?"   Something clicks at the back of Yoongi's mind. Taehyung knows.    Or at least suspects.    "I didn't mean to hide," Yoongi tells his self-proclaimed adoptive son. "Jimin said it's the only way to remain safe until the end of this journey. Since you are going to go with us, I will tell you."   Taehyung holds his breath at the anticipation. He's weighting between screaming for help or losing his sanity once he's found out what it is they're hiding from him. Maybe they're serial killers. That's the only plausible conclusion. They're young, travel alone, have strange hair, and they notice about the village's killing quicker than anyone else. Taehyung bites down his tongue.    "I used to b