The air inside the car turned stiff as silence engulfed the passengers. The only source of noise was coming from the stereo, soft music coming from the speakers. Ha-Na had fallen asleep once again, her mind and body far too tired to watch where she was being taken. While wrapped up on one of the men's jackets, she leaned onto Yoongi's shoulder, who was observing her with eagle eyes.

The driver looked back at Ha-Na with a concerned gaze through the mirror. Just from that, he saw the purple bruising stain her deadly pale skin, not to mention it was beginning to swell up. He stepped on the gas as he turned onto a dirt road leading to their hideout. Ha-Na needed some medical attention, and fast.

As they approached their old house, the driver slowly pressed down the break. He pulled up to the house, immediately putting the vehicle into park. Just like everyone else, but Yoongi who was still keeping Ha-Na up right, he got out of the car. The man opened the back door, and scooped Ha-Na up into his arms, allowing Yoongi to climb out. Now that she was close to him, he could hear that she was having trouble breathing. Her breath came out in a laboured raspy tone, concerning the man further.

"I will let her rest in my room," Jin announced, already halfway up the stairs."

The others yelled their replies before retreating into their own rooms to freshen up.

Jin carried Ha-Na over to his bed, laying her fragile body down onto the blankets. She continued to sleep despite the noise of him rummaging around in his closet. He had hoped to find her some clothing that wouldn't be too baggy on her smaller form, but unfortunately, the only things he came across were sweatpants and a gigantic hoodie. That was the best he could do right now, and just went with it.

Folding the clothes into a neat pile, he set them onto the edge of the bed. It would be right there incase Ha-Na woke up while he wasn't in the room. Quickly jogging downstairs, he fetched an ice pack, a couple of towels, a cup of water and some painkillers. The man hoped that he could reduce the swelling as much as possible, so that she would be comfortable with swallowing the pills. Taking the items upstairs, he was greeted by the same sleeping woman on his bed.

Sighing softly, he placed the things onto his coffee table, then pulled it to the bedside. Sitting down on the chair beside it, he placed the towel wrapped ice pack onto her neck, and let it rest there. With the other towel, he wiped the woman's face free of any dirt and rain water residue.

As he did so, his mind refused to stay still. Jin bit his lips as he remembered who the Tokki was. Tears began to well up in his eyes as he recalled the face behind the mask.

"Why...?"