The images of the ghosts would not leave her. Her body was shivering as the fever gripped her while the pearly figures were haunting her dreams.
"He...lp...us…"
They were coming in crowds, reaching out for her. Gayoon clutched her belly and ran through the long corridor, trying to reach the exit. But it was too far and no matter how hard she tried, the door was unreachable. The pale figures were behind her, watching her desperate attempts.
"You can't run…" the ghostly nurse told her. "Your baby is ours."
"No…" Gayoon moaned. They were going to take her child! She would not let them!
The spirits were closing in on her, surrounding the young mother. They would not let her leave. Gayoon fell to the ground, trying to block them out. They were not going to spare her and her child but she must save her daughter.
"Please...please save me…" she begged. Someone! Anyone!
