As she wipes the tears of her cheeks she looks around the room, it's cold and empty. Except for a steel door and a wooden chair there is nothing but concrete. Taeyeon felt alone. It's not as if she never expected an attempt of anyone, or any group to take her away. The real deal however was quite different. "Come on" she said to her self softly "i've got to keep it together". As Taeyeon tried to change her thoughts. She had been crying for a while now.

Slowly but shurely the whole scenario started to play in her head. Her beeing dragged here, the meeting with the russians. Like a movie it was playing in front of her eyes. In that dark, cold and lonely room.