|{Blood On The Corpse's Coffin}|•{(KNJ)}

{17}

Scribbled Memories

Hoseok knew something was wrong when he realized the young girl was cluelessly staring at him, panting desperately while her eyes were filled with shock and fear.

But when she screamed, he was sure he had to do something.

So he gently took her shaking body towards one of the chairs and sat her on it.

He didn't even try to stop her hands from squishing her head. He didn't know the consequences of disturbing her and he didn't want to know either.

He was indeed worried for the young girl. 

So he walked in long firm steps to inform someone more experienced.

In the meantime, Kurai opened her eyes to stop herself from getting more flashbacks. 

The tired focused on her surroundings, but she couldn't find the man she knew as Jung.

In fact, the shaking girl realized she was alone. So she found it a great opportunity to take a pill.

She had never taken this many pills before, at least not in random hours.

Kurai snatched her bag and grabbed the cylinder, plastic object that carried her pills. 

She gulped down one small round pill and tried to focus on her throat's soreness, so that she could ignore the shadows with scribbled faces. along .

While she tried to ignore the noises in her head, she heard some footsteps.

That caused her to lean on the chair to maintain calm.

Apparently, focusing on the pain of her throat helped her to calm down faster than she expected.

She opened her eyes as she felt someone grab her wrist to find her pulse. She focused on the figure.

It was a nurse. She was calling her name and filling an injection at the same time.

The agitated girl's eyes saw a figure next to the nurse. 

She looked up. It was Jung.

He was frowning as if he was concerned.

Not so irresponsible, huh?

Kurai's eyebrows raised slightly as she realized she could see his face clearly again. 

It usually took about an hour for her illusions to go away when they were this fierce to cover up people's faces.

Her grandmother used to stroke her hair for hours as she tried to help her traumatized grandchild to come back to her senses.

But oh well, she isn't here anymore.

The young girl felt a sting in her arm. 

The nurse was injecting a bright red liquid into her skin.

She heard the nurse say, "I injected some vitamins. She will be fine in no time."

Kurai looked at the black haired chief. He nodded at what the nurse said. Then, he decided to sit down on a chair next to the young girl.

When the nurse finished packing up and walked away, he asked, "Are you better now?"

Kurai looked at the clock.

'Just fifteen minutes...?' she thought.

That was a huge record for her, but she didn't know if it was good or bad.

Probably both. 

She looked back at the slightly concerned man, "I'm alright sir. I think I got a little shocked."