My Child.

The blindfold was taken off Min-Jung's eyes the moment they arrived at their destination. It was a kind of facility that looked like a hospital, but not many people were there.

She didn't have any idea what time it was or how long they had spent traveling. She only knew that they had gotten onto a plane somewhere along the line and that the people around her were neither speaking English nor any Korean dialect as she would have expected.

"¿Es ella la indicada?" One of the men dressed in a white laboratory coat asked in what Min-Jung believed to be Spanish.

"Si," The cab man said as he handed her to them and turned to leave.

"Why are you leaving me here?" Min-Jung asked fearfully as her eyes darted around the building, which seemed deserted.

"Don't worry. You're safe. No harm is to come to you, so we have been instructed," The man in the laboratory coat told her with a polite smile.

"You'll be fine," The cab man said before walking away.