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Little did he know that decision was going to be the one he would regret for the rest of his life. Everyday since Suna's death, Junho wanted to turn back time and go back to that moment to smack his younger self into saving his wife. He wanted to curse at himself for being so ignorant and naive but the damage had been done.     

Time was not going to stop for him.     

When did he begin to realize that something was wrong with his wife? It was difficult to remember. All he knew was that, ever since that morning, Mina would not stop crying. The baby wailed all day as if scared of something.     

"Hush up my little angel!" Junho begged the child but she kept on screaming. She refused to leave her father's arms and her wails echoed around the mansion. He tried everything. From trying to give her toys and food to dancing the strange dance Minho did but nothing worked. The baby was unable to tell what was wrong but kept on crying.     

"Suna!" he called for his wife for the umpteenth time. "Suna! Mina is crying too much! She needs you!"     

His wife did not respond immediately but came out of the room, shuffling slowly as if in some kind of trance.     

"Suna, the baby is crying way too much!" Junho complained. "She won't listen to me at all!"     

"Huh? What?" Suna asked in confusion. Her eyes were hollow and she seemed very tired. Junho would not have called for her but seeing how Mina was crying on the top of her lungs, there was no other choice.     

"Help me calm her down!" Junho exclaimed. "Here, hold her. I'll go and prepare more milk for her.     

He handed Mina to her mother who stared at the baby as if she was seeing a stranger. Mina paused in her crying and stared back at her 'mother' before using her tiny paw to hit her cheek. The baby was squirming, trying to hit at Suna as if trying to get away. Soon, she was crying again.     

"What is going on with her?" Junho asked irritably from the kitchen. "Why won't she stop crying?"     

Mina always calmed down whenever she was with her mother. But now she was crying louder than ever.     

The baby struggled with her life to get away from Suna. She had sensed that the woman holding her was not her mother. Babies knew the scent of their mothers and they had an underlying sixth sense which helped them to identify their mother.      

But there was a strange scent coming from Suna which scared the little baby and she was desperate to get away, as if wanting to warn her father that this was not her mother. Suna was holding the baby carelessly. She was completely under a trance, unaware of what she was doing.      

The baby was still struggling in her arms. Suddenly, Mina jerked and was on the verge of falling down. Suna kept on staring at the baby, not tightening her grasp. She simply stood there, limp and zoned out. Junho, who had just emerged from the kitchen with another bottle of milk, yelped and rushed forward to catch the falling baby.     

He wrapped his arms around his daughter who was now sobbing hard against his chest while his wife was limp.     

"Suna! What the hell is wrong with you?" he scolded her. "Mina was about to fall down!"     

"Huh? What?" Mina!"     

Suna broke out of her trance and realized what she was doing. "I...I…" she stammered, puzzled by what was going on.     

"I'll take care of her!" Junho said sharply. "You should go and rest. I'll call the doctor in the evening."     

Suna bit her nails in fright. She could not remember anything since last night and no matter how much she tried, her memory was blank. Why was she acting like that?      

She slowly went back into her bedroom and closed the door behind her. Maybe Junho was right. She needed rest. Lying on the bed, she pulled the cover over her to sleep. Her mind was muddled with too many things and she just wanted some peace and quiet.     

She closed her eyes, falling into a light sleep. She was all alone in the room with the windows closed and the AC was turned on. Somewhere, in her unconscious state, she felt as if something was crawling over her. A heavy weight was on her chest, where it felt like someone was sitting on it. She frowned in her sleep and rolled over.     

The cover over her was slowly sliding away, exposing her to the cold air. Suna felt her mind was awake but her body was locked. Her eyes were still closed but she could see and hear everything around her.      

Panicking, Suna breathed heavily as her mind tried to order her body to move. Everything around her was blurry but she could not move even an inch. She tried to open her mouth to scream for help but to her shock, she could not make a single sound.      

"Mmmpf!" she moaned but no one heard her plea. She was completely locked in that comatose state.      

Help! She screamed in her mind. Help! Junho!     

Suddenly, she felt something cold touching her feet. She tried to shove it away but her feet were stuck in that position. Something crawled over her body, touching every bit with its cold, lifeless hands. The creature was now on her chest, slowly making its way up…     

"Time to take a tour of hell, my sweet…"     

A sinister whisper reached her ears, raising goosebumps over her limp body. The creature got off her body and grabbed her hand.     

"Wakey wakey!" it said gleefully, pulling her off the bed.     

"AHHHHHHH!"     

Junho came running into the room to find his wife had fallen on the floor, screaming. She was crying and looked distraught, backing away in a corner.     

"What happened?" he asked, rushing towards her.     

"T-there was something in here!" Suna claimed. "It spoke to me...Something was in here!"     

"You mean someone broke in?" Junho frowned, scanning around the room. The windows were locked and the door was closed too. No one could enter the house that too in broad daylight…     

"Not someone!" Suna exclaimed. "Something! Something was in here…"     

She was incoherent. How was she going to explain to him about what she had seen?      

"You were dreaming, darling," Junho said in a gentle tone. "The doctor said that postpartum anxiety can create some complications. You just gotta take your medications-"     

"IT'S NOT MY ANXIETY!" Suna shouted, startling Junho. She was not acting like her usual self at all. Unlike her usually witty self, she was being scared and delusional which made no sense.     

"Calm down," he coaxed her. "I'll call the doctor and he'll look into this. It was just a dream. Nothing else."     

Suna was unable to explain it to him. She knew that something had broken out of the otherworld and was now targeting her. Yeeun's warning was echoing in her ears.     

Was it that spirit? Was he now targeting her?     

Junho lay his wife on the bed and picked up the bedside telephone to dial Doctor Cheong's number. He spoke to him for a few minutes before hanging up.     

"Doctor Cheong is coming," he told his wife. "He'll do a check up and give some medicines. You'll be fine, alright?"     

He kissed her forehead and held her hand.      

"Where's Mina?" Suna asked, looking around.      

"Minho has her," he assured her. "She'll be fine with him."     

Suna nodded in relief. It would be better if she was kept away from her baby for a while until she figured out what was happening to her.      

What is happening to me? She bemoaned.