"Kim Taehyung, Born December 30th..." The strange man replied. "How- how did you know my name? Who are you?" He ignored my question. His dark gaze was staring at me. They were so cold and emotionless. It was like there was no life in those dark orbs. "It seems you are unaware of your situation Taehyung. I have something to tell you..." His hands made its way into his pocket as he leaned in towards me. "You are dead."