Chapter 6: Resurect, what's lost can be saved

                                    

                                          
✨YUN✨
It took us both a few seconds to react to what we were looking at. Even though Hobi already knew what was going to happen, he looked pretty shaken himself; his face was as pale as I had never seen before. 
But as soon as the initial shock was over, we started to move. 
When both of us went in his direction, his eyes grew wide and he fell from the metal table, the white sheet tangling around his legs.
I should have probably covered my eyes. The man was naked for Christ's sake, but instead, I put my hands up, showing that I didn't mean any harm as I saw him squirming to the other side of the room, his back hitting one of the many body freezers. 
"It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you," I whispered, trying to coax him out of his panicked state.
I got the sheet from the ground and approached him as slowly as one would approach a cornered animal.
His gaze locked with mine, his lips were purple and trembling. His eyes darted to somewhere behind me.
I did the same and was surprised to see he was looking at Hobi.
"He can see you?" I asked.
Hobi nodded slowly, and I furrowed my eyebrows. No one had ever seen my imaginary friend before. Not once.
I was thankful for that, in part. Now I was relieved and confused at the same time. 
If Yoongi could see him too, did that mean that he was more than something I made up? 
But trying to work logically right now wouldn't do me any good. I had to get this man, who happened to be naked, out of here as soon as possible. Then I would be asking questions. 
I finally got close enough to drape the white sheet around his shaking body. Now he was looking at me the whole time, his dark eyes scanning my face. 
"Can you walk?" I asked. Behind me, Hobi's hand hovered over the girl's head.
Yoongi nodded minimally and I helped him get up on his feet. He moved like a toddler, trying to keep his balance using me for support.
"Is she okay?" I questioned Hobi. 
He looked up at me and nodded. 
"She just passed out," he shifted his gaze to Yoongi and smiled apologetically, "You gave her quite a scare."
"But," I looked briefly at Yoongi and then back at Hobi, "If she saw-"
"I'll take care of it," he assured me, moving out of the way so I could walk past with Yoongi.
Slowly but surely, we got out of the morgue and Hobi directed us to where the bathroom was.
On our way there, I couldn't help but notice how the man leaning on me was cold. Like, right out of the freezer kind of cold. And as if on cue he started shaking beside me, so much that I could actually hear his teeth chattering.
Getting in the bathroom, I guided him to the last stall where in fact there were pants, a black hoodie, and black converses waiting. 
"I will wait here," I said, giving him a light smile. I wanted to reassure him that he was safe.
Once he closed the stall door, I looked at myself in the mirror again. My hair was a mess, baby hairs pointed up because I had been under the rain, and my cheeks were pink. 
I should make sure to take some medicine when I got home. My blush seemed to be announcing I would be getting a cold soon.
I saw through the reflection when he threw the white sheet over the stall door. I would have to take him home with me, and then what?