5 Damsel in distress?

Cristina's cheek was sending a warning to her brain she couldn't avoid anymore... The floor was cold and through her nostrils the smell of humid dust was making his way, making her stomach churn in disgust. She opened one eye cautiously and scanned thoroughly the room, fear of her own power clenching her heart. Hmmmm... Nothing was there to be seen... Good! Pleased, she sat up smiling wildly. The velveted voice spoke from somewhere behind her back, sinkink her hope forever. Quickly she turned to face the owner of the voice. He seemed very worried.

Kim Taehyung himself was there speaking and showing her his palms raised. Cautiously he extended one hand and touched her cheek... His fingers traspassed her and then she understood his expression at last. Surely he must have tried to help her a moment ago, but the ghostly condition in what he has put him left him as an unwillingly witness. Poor guy, he must have been freaking out!

She was about to send him to the God damned dimension from where she had dragged him when she remembered what her original intentions were. She made the gesture of using a cell phone and he pointed with his finger the table above her head. Without attempting anything close to standing up she raised her hand and after two or three attempts came out with the device. Smiling she opened her account and showed him some of the comments that had upsetted her. He shooked his head in the universal sign of "I don't understand". She mimicked a tear strolling down her cheek, and signalled the account that in her humble opinion was causing all the harm. A spark of comprehension flashed in his face and he nodded vigorously. She gave him her best smile and slowly concentrated in closing the fountain of energy that was feeding his existence in this dimension. She blinked one, two, three times, and finally, he was gone.

Cursing herself for not being able to create a better avatar of one of the men she admired she sighted. Pushing herself up with her palms on the floor, staring at the empty space his summoned one had left, she stood up.

One bright object caught her eye. It looked as a puzzle, a purple puzzle... It was a keyring, and was sitting exactly where Kim Taehyung had been some minutes ago. She touched the small pieces that were part of the object and a naughty electricity run from it into her body. She felt confused, was the keyring a kind of magical charm? What was all that energy she was feeling around it?