"Is this like some save point?" Jin wondered to himself as he saw the familiar blue clear sky and felt that chilly wind blowing through his clothes. The wood that creaked whenever he leaned back on the bench and that slightly rusted screw knob which he had secretly fiddled with whenever Grandpa Ming was talking to him.
The mountainous scene was still a sight to behold even though he knew that underneath awaited a challenge he had already postponed a number of times.
"I had a short glimpse of what happened before you passed out. You've really outdone yourself." Ming's voice appeared next to Jin who was admiring the scenery.
"I was holding on really hard, like REALLLLLY hard at that last moment. I can still feel my entire body clinching each and every muscle to get it done." Jin recalled the last few minutes before he went unconscious. Although they were inside his subconscious, he still was able to feel the physical pain when he thought about it.
