BANG!

Yu Jin crouched and covered her ears, trying to block out the sound of the gunshot and some girl’s screaming. She waited for a moment, and wondered why the screaming didn’t stop – ah, no, she was the one screaming. She stopped and opened her eyes, looking up – only to see the body of the man she had been exchanging tonsils with only seconds ago, spread-eagled in a pool of his own blood.

Yu Jin suppressed another scream. He couldn’t be dead, could he? It couldn’t be...

She crawled over to him, putting a hand on his and another on his chest where the blood seemed to be blossoming out of him. “T-Taecyeon...?” Taecyeon didn’t respond. He remained still, stiff as a board, cold as a – well... a corpse. But his eyes were open, wide, and unblinking – dead, but looking at a point behind Yu Jin. Against her better judgment, Yu Jin turned her head to look in the direction of Taecyeon’s gaze.

The next thing Yu Jin knew, there was a searing pain in her head, and everything began to go black. She looked up as she collapsed backwards, onto Taecyeon’s stomach.

A person. Tall and masculine, holding a gun in one hand and a raising a metal pipe where Yu Jin’s head had been only moments before. Yu Jin knew that man. She knew him. He –

Everything went black, and Yu Jin let herself fall into a blissful, painless oblivion.