Three days had passed and today was the first day Kai was awake for more than just 10 minutes. He had the feeling that he had been sleeping and everything was just a dream. The incidents almost seemed unreal. Only the pressure bandage and the slight pinch he felt whenever he moved made him remember what had happened. Although he couldn't recall them as vividly, still drowsy from the painkillers. The blanket was giving off a fresh but neutral scent when he had lifted it. Someone must have changed him- he thought to himself. Looking at the clothes he was wearing

Chorong entered the room with a tablet on her arm. He blushed and allowed the blanket to cover his leg again.

Chorong took the pillow and fluffed it up a little, allowing him to sit more comfortably while sitting up. Kai wasn't taking his eyes off his hands which were knotted tightly.

“I think I can call the guys today so they won't have to come over? They usually come to look after you but I think you are fine on your own now?”
He was glad he didn't have to ask the question. It would have been pretty embarrassing.

“What is going to happen now?”, he managed to say.

“We organized you some papers and you will get a new identity.”

The newspapers had said that a civilian had been kidnapped and killed by the triad. The article was so small and minor that most people would have forgotten about it by tomorrow.
 

Chorong took out a little bag of the drawer next to his bed. A passport and other papers were in it. She handed him the passport with a picture of his. (He read the syllables where the name should be stated “Kim Jong In”.)
 

“Of course it would be better if you would not show your face in public for a while.. it would be irritating if the police of