unravel.

Part of her was amused with this newfound ability, the other half was terrified. What kind of consequences it would bring? She knew from experience that they come no matter what you do, but the only thing she wanted at the moment was to stop the bleeding of that man completely and take him out of the alley - she had no idea how to explain her phone call to the paramedics now. The good thing is that it was working, he wasn’t freaking out about her choice of treatment and he looked way better, even his words were more clear now.

“Well, that’s not how I usually treat my patients, but I’m glad it’s working,” she replied with a nervous laugh. The truth is that the whole thing happened too fast and once she looked at the wound again, it was almost healed, but she, on the other hand, was starting to feel weak and was sweating a lot. It wasn’t enough to make her stop though - Haejoo was sure she was just tired and shocked, that everything would be fine after a hot shower once she was home.

“Nice to meet you too, Jinki,” she said, her voice wasn’t loud enough. “Um, I’m… Haejoo.” She frowned, forcing her eyes to see the evolution of whatever she was doing, however, her vision was a bit blurry. After blinking twice, it seemed better. The wound was gone and if it wasn’t for the blood in his skin and clothes, no one would ever guess what happened there. “How do you feel?” she asked, still worried as she had no clue how this thing really worked and if he was truly healed or if it was a illusion. At this point, everything was possible.

Haejoo stood up and offered her hand to Jinki. If he was able to walk, it was a good sign. “You still need to see a doc-” she couldn finish it. The whole was spinning around her and her vision got blurry again. Suddenly, it was all dark.

As the woman -- Haejoo -- continued to do, well, whatever it was, that she was doing, Jinki couldn’t help but notice a few sudden changes in her. If what she was doing was anything similar to what he himself could do, then his experience was telling him that what she was doing was probably wearing her out, and fast. He almost felt guilty that she had done this in the first place, but he tried to focus on the fact that she had likely just discovered something new about herself. It definitely seemed like she had.

When Haejoo began to speak again, Jinki turned his attention to her -- only to see her pass out. “Haejoo!” he called, forcing himself up to be next to her. Well this was familiar. Jinki remembered himself passing out after using his powers for the first time. Thankfully, Haejoo’s healing of his wound had gotten rid of the pain too, so he had no doubts that he could get her out of here himself. Honestly, he wasn’t too keen on waiting around for the ambulance to get here, so Jinki stood and picked up Haejoo, and headed in the direction of his apartment.

Haejoo wasn’t sure if the fact that the young man also felt it made her feel scared or calm. What’s this thing? At least for her, it was non-stop. The sensation of something new running through her body kept coming. “I-I… I don’t know,” she stuttered badly, completely clueless. This feeling… It looked a lot like when she first realized she could see the future. In her mind, she was automatically trying to fight against it. Whatever it was, she didn’t want it and the only reason she wasn’t freaking out completely at the moment was because the man in front of her was in a bad condition and being a doctor was the only thing able to distract her from her fears.

“Focus,” she told herself. Her mind was going to different places now and it wasn’t time for it - the man was still bleeding a lot and she knew how long the ambulance could take to come in this city. It was a ridiculous thing to admit, but the local hospital was lacking doctors, beds and ambulances. Haejoo took off her jacket and tried to wipe the blood a little. “Let’s see how deep it is,” she had no clue if he was used to this kind of situation or not, so she thought that telling him what she was doing would be nice. The tip of her fingers touched his skin again as she tried to examine the wound. Again, the strange warm waves started working, but this time she could feel them leaving too. 

Now her eyes were completely focused on his wound, it was possible to see his body was reacting to the unknown energy. She was mesmerized by how the bleeding was slowly stopping. “Wow, this is-” she couldn’t finish her sentence. If she was shocked, she thought the man receiving it was probably terrified, thinking she was either a witch or a freak show or both. Haejoo looked at him. “Listen… Don’t be afraid. I-I think you’re healing,” she said, unsure of her words. “Don’t ask me how.”

Half of Jinki wanted to panic, thinking how weird it was that someone could do this. The woman wasn’t wrong; the wound was healing, and though she could only confirm it by looking at it, Jinki could also feel it in the way that the pain was lessening. The other half of him, though, was just... tired. Too tired to really question it; and he just wanted to get home. “Trust me, I wasn’t going to ask,” he mused, but didn’t take his eyes off the quickly healing wound.

He felt as if he was being ungrateful, and he probably was, but right now the only thought on his mind was just getting out of here before the ambulance showed up. He really had no experience with them -- could he still even tell them not to show up? Or turn them away when they got here? Though, it would probably be even more ungrateful to leave before the woman could finish what she was doing. She had stopped, likely on her own way home, in order to help him, so the least he could do was stay for a while. “I don’t know how you’re doing this, but thank you. Honestly I wasn’t sure when I was going to be able to move again before you came along.”

From all the things she was scared of when walking home alone at night, finding a bleeding man wasn’t one of them. The violence tax in Uisu was really low and the city was calm most of the time. If her work place wasn’t a hospital, the chances were high that she would never witness something like this. She wasn’t scared of blood, of course, but the idea was someone stabbed like this in a dark and dirty alley was terrifying. At this point, she didn’t care if he was a criminal or just a innocent civillian who crossed paths with some crazy person - she just wanted to help that person.

It was hard to see the damage of the wound when he lifted up his shirt. The lack of light and the amount of blood were covering it. Haejoo almost panicked as she had nothing with her to do something really helpful. “It looks bad,” she pointed out the obvious. “I’m not sure what happened, but you need to go to the hospital,” she looked around, trying to find something, anything. 

Haejoo grabbed her phone inside her bag and called the emergecy from the hospital. It wasn’t her problem if he wanted it or not. She gave the informations about their location and the situation and put the phone back to its place when she was done. “Hey, sit down. I called the ambulance, so don’t force your body while you wait,” she said. “Let me see it again,” she asked, approaching him and taking another look on that bloody mess.

The moment she touched his skin, something weird happened inside her. It was like her body was receiving small shocks, warm waves running through her hands. The only thing she moved were her eyes, from the wound to her hands and his face. “Have you felt it too?” she asked him, puzzled. 

At the mention of a hospital, Jinki couldn’t help but get a bit nervous. He understood the woman was a doctor -- but all the same, it made him a bit anxious. He almost wanted to tell her that it wasn’t really necessary to call an ambulance. If she could patch him up enough so he could get home, that would be good enough for him. Though he himself was no doctor, he had taken care of his own injuries enough to be able to fully look after himself once he got home.

Not wanting to interrupt her, though, Jinki listened as she called for an ambulance. At least it was a comfort that he wasn’t too near to the body he had disposed of before -- the last thing he needed was to be connected to a murder here. Uisu was a peaceful place, and he would have hated to have to leave so soon because he was under suspicion.

At the woman’s instructions, Jinki nodded. “I’m not going anywhere,” he laughed nervously. It had been such a long time since he had been in anyone’s care but his own, he wasn’t used to it anymore. It hadn’t been a part of his training as a child, but nevertheless, Jinki had learned how to take care of his wounds himself, and though all this woman had told him was essentially to take it easy, he had never once enforced the same thing on himself. He always just took care of his wounds enough to be able to function the following night. Somehow, this experience was both scary, and a relief.

Her shift was over and she couldn’t wait to get back home, even if the next one would start in just eight hours. Normally, she would eat something and stay there to study and practice, but she was exhausted and needed some real rest. Sleeping in the on-call room wasn’t a possibility though as she could have those stupid prophetic dreams and look like she was collapsing in front of her co-workers. Haejoo hung her lab coat up on a hook and grabbed her bag to leave.

She decided to walk instead of taking the bus this time - the way she was sleepy, it wouldn’t be a surprise if she slept on the bus. It was really late and it meant walking alone for almost 30 minutes, but she knew it was better than making a scene on public transport. Haejoo turned on some music on her phone and walked home, humming the tune in her head. It was when she left the main avenue and turned right to a more silent street that she heard a strange sound that wasn’t coming from her phone.

Haejoo looked over her shoulders a few times as she walked faster and faster. Apparently there wasn’t anyone following her or even around her, but the sounds of someone groaning were quite clear now - this was a sound she would hear pretty often at the hospital. She took off her earphones and focused on finding the place where it was coming from. As she approached a dark alley she saw a person, a young man covered in blood. For a second, she froze, but it didn’t last long and she quickly ran to help him.

“Holy shit,” she exclaimed when she realized the kind of situation it was. “What happened? Umm… I’m a doctor. Can you show me where you’re hurt?,” she asked in a hurry, already trying to figure out what to do.

Jinki wasn’t sure how long he was sitting there in the alley, trying to catch his breath and waiting for the pain to subside, but from the amount of blood on his clothes, he figured it was a long time. He’d had injuries like this before in the past, but things were a lot easier back in Seoul when he’d had allies he could call to bail his ass out. Now, he was just alone. He knew he wasn’t going to die here; his home wasn’t too far away, he just needed to force himself to get up and keep walking.

Sighing, Jinki tried to do just that, only to collapse back against the wall with a groan of pain. Well, talking himself into it had always been easier than actually doing it. Unfortunately, he didn’t have anything on his person he could use to stop the bleeding in his stomach, not unless he used a piece of his clothing as a makeshift bandage, so he would have to force himself up soon.