Go Hajin couldn't shake the nagging feeling that there was something she was missing, something that she just couldn't quite grasp. All she could think about was the dreams that had haunted her every night since she had woken up from her coma and the voices that she would sometimes hear in her head, voices that she couldn't recognize yet sounded so familiar. Her encounter with the man who had approached had felt so eerie, almost as if he could see into her soul. She had felt uneasy the second she had come face to face with him. But when she had heard one of the voices she had been hearing in her head again, it sent shivers down her spine. 

"The Bulgarian rose oil. You didn't use it did you?" The voice echoed in her head. Hajin froze, unable to collect her thoughts for a second before the sound of the man before her snapped her out of her trance. 

"Are you alright?" The man said, worry written all over his face. Hajin felt as if she had definitely met this man before but she had no recollection of ever meeting him. He acted like he knew her, like he could see into her soul. 

"Oh.... It's nothing." Hajin replied as she struggled to compose herself. "Anyways, this serum will be good for your skin if you use it regularly.... Oh, and did you know.. the had something similar to BB cream in the Goryeo era. These days quite a lot of men use BB cream t-...." Ha Jin felt her entire body freeze as she heard the voice again. The same voice that heard every night in her dreams. 

You'd better prepare yourself now, because I will never let you go." The voice said as her head was again filled with him. This time, she was painting over the long scar that covered his face and like all of her dreams, this felt so real. She couldn't stop the images of him and the deep timbre of his voice from invading her head. She could feel her heart race and her limbs become weak and she could no longer control her body. She could hear the BB cream clatter as it hit the ground but it barely registered in her head as the words were repeated over and over again at an alarming speed. 

"Are you okay?... I think you need to rest." Hajin had heard the bespectacled man say but she could barely registered who or where it was coming from. She was shook to the core.

"Ah.. What's wrong with me." Ha Jin said to herself. She could feel her senses return to her body as the voices in her head stop. She gripped the counter for support and struggled to get back on her feet as her coworker ran towards her. 

"This won't do. Don't worry about anything and go home, I'll take care of everything." Her coworker said as she helped support her weakened body.  

"I'm sorry." Hajin said, turning to the strange man, and bowing slightly before walking away as quickly as she could. 

Hajin quickly made her way to the locker room where she got dressed as fast as she could, hoping to get away from here as soon as possible. Everything about this place made her feel so uneasy and on edge. All she wanted to do was to go home and crawl into the safety of her bed but when she saw the sign marked with "Goryeo Era Paintings" she couldn't help but enter the exhibit. Her legs led her into the gallery and she saw a painting depicting a royal exorcism rites ceremony.

"Protect the king!" someone shouted, followed by the sound of swords clashing, almost as if she was right there in the painting and as though the painting had awoken her, a series of corresponding memories flashed through her head. All with people that she has seen in her dream