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[sub][color=d3cee6][b]Upper Dorm Hall, Saturday Evening 
Interacting with [@KatKook][@Polaris North][/b][/color][/sub][/center]
While he's searching for the source of the blood, he sees it. An imprint on his eyes, a malign... thing. Something evil, if such a concept exists. Something that would never relent. This pure, horrific light washed over Hangyeol's eyes, and while he saw merely the tiniest fraction of what it was, he understood.

The girl would be okay.

In fact, she's rapidly getting better. Even smiling.

Immediately after this revelation of sorts, Hangyeol is assaulted by a sudden rush of blood to the head and he steps back, disoriented. This is... not good. In fact, it could be described as horrible. There is no room for "it's just paranoia." The events that have happened in the last hour are too much, too close together and too unsettling to be anything other than planned, and this sudden revelation just confirms Hangyeol's worst fears. If there really is something, [I]someone,[/I] some sort of "evil" in this place...

Well, it scares him.

And it doesn't stop at [i]fear[/i]--it's a terrible sense of [i]dread[/i] that washes over him, that makes him shiver and flinch back after touching the girl's forehead. He stumbles for a moment, breathing in deep in an effort to re-center himself and rid his mind of the things he just saw; of course, he will never be able to forget them, but he can push them away for the time being.

He doesn't even notice his hands shaking until Seoyeon speaks to him in Korean--he guesses it's one of the only things he can hear right now, his native language. Somehow, it brings him back enough to be aware of his surroundings and thinking things through more logically. If this blind, half-panic can be considered logical.

Despite this, he doesn't process what Seoyeon actually [I]said[/I]; just the sounds, faintly familiar to his ears and easy to replicate. Without meaning to, he responds in kind.

[color=a689b1][I]"Let me help you,"[/I][/color] he repeats, then snaps back into it. What? Huh? Ah, right, the girl. Something he can do. [color=a689b1]"I, ah, I don't think there's anything else. To do."[/color] The sound of his own voice, thankfully, draws him back into reality, where Seoyeon and Lilly are looking at him expectantly. Hangyeol stares at them, blankly, before turning back to the girl. [color=a689b1]"She--she seems to be--"[/color] Okay? Better? 

[I]She's getting better.[/I] Hangyeol shrugs, words dying in his throat. Words cannot describe what he just saw and therefore he will not even try. He just hopes, in this moment, that things will be fine. 

Even if it looks like a terrifying path is being set before them.