He was standing in the middle of a very strange room. It did not look like a place he had ever visited. The walls were decorated with inked pictures of dragons and fire. Red, blue, yellow. Colorful dragons breathing fiery fires. He looked up.
The ceilings were very high. There was a tapestry, colored with abstract paint. Silk curtains covered the windows while there was a sound of running water. There was a fountain nearby but it was out of sight. Somewhere in his consciousness, he could tell that it was some sort of palace. The floor was made of tree wood. The smell of incense filled the air almost dizzying him. It was a beautiful palace.
Yet, he felt a sense of dread. Something was not right. There was no one in sight. The whole palace was empty, devoid of any human beings. It was desolate and hollow, giving Jinhyun a sense of suffocation.
"Hello!" he called out. "Is anybody here?"
