When Kyunghee came to, she was no longer in the dark alleyway filled with the scent of bloodlust and vengeance, of bones cracking and knuckles splitting. Even so, she still found herself in an unfamiliar environment, tucked into a bed that definitely wasn't her own. Pushing herself up, she was in a bit of a daze as she scanned the setting. Just where was she? She closed her eyes, placing a palm over her forehead, as she tried to recall events of the night.
"You're up." A gruff voice broke through her thought-filled brain.
