30 We are in sync

Seo Yoonwoo gasped for his breath as his knees weakened. Almost stumbled to the floor if not for the support of the night table.

"What… was that? Why am I getting all of those dream?" He muttered confusedly to himself.

'I… need to go there, but damn it. How would I know where they are?' Yoonwoo cursed in his head. He clutched his fist into a ball as he glanced at the window.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

The clouds roared with thunders and lighting, as the rain pitter-pattered on Seo Yoonwoo's window. He stared at it for quite a while. His heart beats rapidly, almost suffocating him.

"Ack! Ah, haaah haah… aacck!" He struggled to breath, resulted him to fall on to the floor. "I… I… can't—"

< "No… no, no, no. Noooo! ******!!" The man in korean blue traditional dress yelled on the top of his lungs. He wept as he tried to break free from those who was holding him back. >

"Wh-what? What are these?" Yoonwoo pondered, as he saw the same scene in his mind again. Voices ringing through his head.