87 You're mine [R].

"W-Where..Where am I-I?" 

The dimly lit room, coated in the warmth of scented candles calls out to Soojin, who has just woken up from the chloroform. 

Her head throbs at an insane rate and her stiff neck feels as though it could snap in half. 

Her squinted eyes are trying to acclimatise themselves to her surroundings, just so she is able to make sense of what is happening around her. 

She begins to re-trace her memory, only being reminded of how she'd seen Areum close the gates on her face. 

She sees flashes of The Cherry Blossom Tree, the one she'd bid goodbye to, in haste. 

Just as she's pondering over her current circumstances, she feels her wrists tugged to her back, as though they've been tied by hemp ropes, rather sturdily. 

Her shoulders ache from the pain gnawing in her arms and she's sure that her circulation is at risk.