"What is going on! I don't understand, how can this be happening?" I yelled at Jungkook who just looked down at me with a patient smile on his face. "You can scream all you want my dear but no one is going to hear you, we are several hundred feet below ground and it is after midnight. So, I suggest you calm down so that I may untie you and dress those cuts on your wrists." He said walking over to me, unhooking my hands, and helping me to stand up.

As Jungkook pulled me to my feet and before either of us could realize what I was going to do, I had thrown my arms around him and began to sob, mumbling incoherently into his shirt. Judging by his sharp intake of breath and the instant tightening of every muscle in his body, this is the last reaction he had expected. He quickly pulled back, stumbling away from me, with a look of confusion on his face.

I step closer, tears still streaming down my face. "Jungkook, how is this happening? What are you doing here, why are you wearing a mask? It's been two years and no one has seen or heard from you since the accident. I-I don't understand."

The look of confusion on his face deepened as he took another step away from me. I had clearly foiled whatever plan he had and he seemed thrown off, almost uneasy though he does try to hide it. "I am not sure who it is that you think I am, darling, but I assure you I do not know who this Jungkook person is. My name is Erik and I have lived in these catacombs for a very long time."

My jaw drops and I stare dumbfounded at the man before me. My mind started jumping to all sorts of conclusions; is this not Jungkook, did he have some long-lost twin somewhere or a brother maybe? But no, this is him, I know it. I feel it deep in my soul, the recognition, the hope that is blooming. He has the same beautiful eyes, the same unmistakable voice, he even has the same mole underneath his bottom lip. And the clearest, most glaringly obvious clue... the tattoos visible on his right hand.

And that last puzzle piece clicks into place and my mind reels realizing that all of the ARMYS speculations must have been true and Jeon Jungkook is alive but with no recollection of who he is. And it is that realization that is too much for me and before I realize it I am sinking to the floor into oblivion once more.