[color=pink][h3]Yeojung "Yunnie" Bae[/h3][/color]
Yunnie is in a world of flashing lights. 

Truthfully, the experience isn't new. It bears, in no uncertain terms, a high resemblance to the doctor's office, not the pediatrician but the [i]specialist,[/i] with his little bright flashlight that burns into Yunnie's eyeballs in hopes of finding some "difference," some solid piece of proof that she isn't [i]normal,[/i] that she needs [i]further inspection--[/i]

But unlike the doctor's office, this isn't a memory. It's just--flashing lights, quiet murmurs, intense gazes. Yunnie can't place where she's heard these voices before, but the message is familiar: [i]something's wrong with you.[/i] She knows those words all too well, not just from the scientist who prodded at her when she first showed "deviance" (her powers), but from her parents as well. They hid it a little better than the medical personnel did, but it was there. Yunnie remembers her parents' disapproving looks, the "talks" behind closed doors that she would eavesdrop, only to discover the cruel truth of what these powers really meant to the businessman and his wife.  

Presently, though, Yunnie's mind stops relieving painful old memories and emotions and starts taking in the sights of the present--that is, if you can call a dream the [i]present.[/i] There's not much she can glean from the warped images that quickly shift in front of her, but she tries all the same.

Her first coherent thought: [i]Where am I?[/i] 

Her second: [i]What's happening?[/i]

Her third: [i]Where's Ronnie?[/i]

By the time she gets past these thoughts, however, the ominous nature of the dream is melting away, taking along with it Yunnie's distractions as everything plays in reverse--scientists, something wrong, her parents that[i]don'tloveherbecauseshe'stoo[b]imperfect--[/b][/i] 

--And once again, Yunnie is on solid ground. The forest comes into view as her feet find their footholds again, and the haze disappears to show a confusing, if blessedly tangible, reality.

No Ronnie: check. Weird dream: check. Person from last night--[i]wait, what!?[/i] Blinking rapidly and clutching the soft, familiar material of her denim jacket, Yunnie tries to make sense of this situation. Okay. He's definitely gone. Did anyone see anything? Is she going crazy? And what was that dream all about!?

(Though, in Yunnie's poor, muddled mind, the thought goes more like this: [i]where did he go and why is she here what did she DO to me!?[/i] Without spaces.)

Rapid descent into panic aside, Yunnie remembers her manners. The girl (who was part of the mystery-solving party from last night) introduces herself, and Yunnie scrambles to keep up.

"I-I-I'm Yunnie, yeah," she stammers, still shaken. "It's goodtomeetyou! Say, have you seen a guy about [i]this[/i] tall with curly hair and, um, a nose piercing anywhere? He was my partner--I think--but he just… disappeared." [i]I'm not crazy, I swear! Please tell me I'm not crazy…[/i] 

[@Ken]