Cold, utter darkness enveloped me. As my limbs gradually gave out, I couldn't feel anything, couldn't touch anything. It felt as though I were dead and yet simultaneously alive.
Deerheart had merely injected a single fluid into me.
But after that I couldn't recall anything.
Even the man who brought me here, the one I was certain I knew, had faded from my memories.
I missed my dad, my mom, aunt, uncle, unnie, and most of all, oppa.
As the final light in my eyes diminished, I was no more who I used to be, just an empty shell devoid of a body.
Even now, though I could perceive Oppa's presence and feel my body moving of its own volition, attacking him relentlessly, I couldn't stop it.
It felt like hell. I yearned desperately to plead for help, but I couldn't.
"Oppa, please save me!" But even as I screamed internally, my voice was nonexistent.
Yet I still gave it my all, didn't I…? I hope I did.
