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tae-cup · 4 years
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Night Terrors | TEASER
Pairing: OT7 x Reader
Summary: The prestigious department of police and investigations in Seoul, Korea, is called to the small town of Cape Springs in rural California. Nothing is quite what it seems here.
Warnings: Blood, violence, you know crime stuff?
Genre: Mystery, Crime, Angst
A/N: Hope you enjoy. I have to do some more planning but this is a general idea. Thank you so much to @seokjinsultimatesimp / @kingbewwy for helping with my story planning and ideas!!
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Part 1
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“Let’s review the information we know so far.”
A lone girl makes her way down the darkened path. It’s night. There’s a single street light flickering on and off. The woods surrounding the town are quiet. There’s a light breeze. 
“Jane Doe makes her way back home last Saturday. She’s alone, or she should be. Perhaps she’s a little dizzy from the alcohol we found in her system when we ran the autopsy.” 
She blinks, the pavement wiggling in front of her for a moment. She continues on. Her breaths are short, hurried. Her heels are uselessly painful. There’s a snap behind her like a twig breaking. 
“She hears something behind her. When she looks, there’s no one there. Neighbors claim they heard her running.” 
The girl looks behind her, heart beating quicker. Her eyes scan her surroundings. Another snap. She runs. Footsteps loudly slam against the pavement behind her.
“A little while into the chase, she discards her heels.” The detective holds up a pair of black heels, clasp undone and velvet dirtied. 
She throws her heels off, not wasting any precious time. She pants. She’s not the best runner and her push up bra is limiting her breathing.
“The trail we followed led us to a dead end alleyway. That’s where we found her.”
Heavy breathing. Her steps are quick, adrenaline overtaking the alcohol. She looks to find herself at a dead end. With a deep breath, she turns around to face her attacker. Her eyes widened as she sees-
“Yes, Kim?” The police chief’s eyes narrow at the young boy. 
“Sir, why didn’t any neighbors come out when they heard running? It’s a small town, surely someone should have been worried.” The dark haired male leaned forward intently. The police chief smiled wickedly. 
“Asking all the right questions once again, Taehyung.” The head of investigations responded. the pale man leaned back in his chair, happy to see the fruits of his training. Taehyung grinned at the compliment. 
“I’m not sure if this case is worth our time.” A broad shouldered man pursed his lips in thought. “It’s just one measly murder.” 
The coffee boy burst into the room, startling the six men. They all turned the youngest recruit; he was brimming with excitement for some reason. 
“Here’s your coffee.” He said quickly, setting down the holder. Then he went on with the news of the day. “Mr. Kim.” He nodded towards the police chief. “There’s been another murder. Cape Springs, same one as this Jane Doe was from.” 
Namjoon tilted his head to the side in thought. Then Jimin shot up, eyes widening. 
“When was the last murder?” He asked, drumming his fingers on the table. 
“Saturday.” The police chief furrowed his eyebrows, piecing things together slowly.
“And when was the murder before that?”
“Saturday.” He murmured.
“And what day is it today?”
“...Saturday.” 
The boys in the room shift nervously. It had been a while since they’d had a case like this. Maybe it was a coincidence that the first two were both on Saturdays. Two murders weren’t enough for them to draw out the most prestigious investigators around. But Three? And all on the same day? Now that was odd.
“You know what this means, right?” The pink haired boy swept his eyes around the room. Namjoon nodded grimly. 
“We have a serial killer on our hands.” 
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