Jun-ho woke up in the middle of the night, sweating. His breathing was erratic, and his mind was clouded by confusion about reality. Disturbed, it took him a while, but he managed to calm down. He knew he needed to focus.
The anguish of not having Salin mixed with his other pains. It was a terrible time for the past to resurface, but thinking that Erina could be going through the same thing pushed him to act faster. And the longing he felt for Salin, for seeing him, could be resolved if he returned home as soon as possible.
Unable to rest, he got into his car and drove to the place he knew he needed to go. When he arrived at the house where Natali was hiding, she opened the door with wide eyes, realizing that Jun-ho was still alive.
— You're... still alive? — she asked, her eyes filled with a mix of guilt and fear.
— So you really are involved? Why are you doing this? I didn't expect to see you again, much less like this.