Another dream… or is it memories? I sit up and take another look of the room then I must be really in a hospital room then, did I got into an accident? I sigh as my head starts to ache, I walk wobbly towards the refrigerator. I take out another bottle and immediately open it and drink all of it in one shot. I didn’t really pay attention to the taste but, it’s good. I huff as my headache subsides. I look at the bottle to see a symbol of a rock. I take the key and put the bottle down, I look down at the key and an image of a boy pass through my head but, I can’t see very well since it was just a second. I shake my head a little and sigh I should open the next door I walk over to the room of doors there’s only 2 doors left I walk over to the rock door and slid the key, unlocking it. I open it without hesitation and close my eyes tightly when the light shine brightly once more.

When I open them back again, I was at a navy looking room. In the middle of the room is a big boxing ring. There’s some towels on the pole and speakers around the room. I turn around and my face immediately hit someone’s chest. He put his hand on my shoulder and I look up to his face, the guy who’s about as tall as Jinjin stares at me “You’re still here? Your time is running out” I tilt my head but, he just smiles softly and pets my head. He walks over to the boxing ring “Any improvements?” I look at him wide-eye, confused improvements? He turns his head slightly and nods. You mean my memory? he sits inside the ring with his arms dangling “Ah, hyung has been giving you too much hints... but, they’re getting anxious by the minute. I guess I should help too” again with the ‘they’ who exactly they are? the brown hair boy just smile brightly and throw me a navy drink. I stare at it “C’mon drink it. It’ll restore something you lost” I glance up to him and he looks at me brightly, ushering me to drink. I open the bottle and take huge gulp. As soon as I finish drinking the whole bottle, I feel my throat getting clearer. I open my mouth and clear my throat “ah…” my voice was back, it’s still raspy but, it’s back! He walks over to the radio and starts playing some music. I stare at him and he smiles “It’s nice to hear your voice again, I always love to hear your voice” I look at him in awe as his dance the night away, his moves are slick and powerful. I don’t know how much time passed as I stare at him dance but, seeing him dropping to the ground heaving. It was probably a long time. I grab the towel that was nearby