Two days later.

At the hospital.

The beeping sound of different hospital equipment could be heard. Lina frail figure was laying quietly on the bed in the VIP ward. As usual, she didn’t wake up in the next twenty four hours as Dylan said. A day had passed already.

Lina, who was plunged into a dream which seems to be real, found her younger self walking endlessly in a graveyard. The crunch of gravel beneath her feet echoed through the silence. She went to visit her mother who passed away five years ago. She, who was fifteen years old at the time, would come to where her mother was buried...