Chapter 2 - 1. The End Is Where We Begin
"What?"
Lee Seul-ah blinked slowly in a daze. Phantom pain spread through her body; both hot and cold assaulted her spine and jolted her brain awake. Her eyes were still blurry with tears, but she could see enough to know that she wasn't in the warehouse. There was no one but her there--her and a shelf of dead people's urns.
As the phantom pain receded from her body, her mind cleared up. She remembered this scene, what she saw in front of her. How could she not? She only went once in the past, before she was trapped in that damn mansion.
So...why? How could she be there? If it was a dream, or a vision as she was dying, why not just let her meet her mother instead of her mother's remains?
Was this...punishment?
Was it because she was in hell while her mother was in heaven? Was that why they could meet?
"Ah..."
Seul-ah grimaced as her leg was throbbing slightly. What? How could she feel pain inside a dream? And the pain...it did not come from the leg that was shot before.
Still in a daze, she looked down. She was in a suit, all black--even the turtleneck despite the summer's humidity.
...summer. Ah, it was summer when she placed her mother's urn in the columbarium, as if mocking how she died in the cold of winter.
At least...she died, right?