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He felt their adrenaline as they ran beside him. At least he thought it was their adrenaline.

His heart pumped in his chest, so hard he wasn't sure if it could be solely his own feelings or was everyone's mixed together.

Whenever they'd run into some unlucky guard, he would force guilt upon them. That usually made them run off, leaving the group alone, unharmed.

Sometimes the guard stayed loyal, forcing Jimin, or 'it' if you would, to take care of them.

Things were going great until suddenly they weren't.

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