LVII

The 4th Dimension (Tina's Dreams)

"Minho. Oh my God. How--" Tina's panic seemed to be without bounds, but she stopped in her tracks as she realized something. The man who was beside Minho was also Minho. No way. Did Minho have an identical twin or was she seeing double?

"What?" Tina murmured, now positively confused. But neither of the two Minhos could hear her.

"Hyung. Come on. You can make it. Don't leave me here." Minho was crying, trying to stop his twin's bleeding. But one didn't have to be a doctor to know. The bleeding was too profuse, the wound too deep. He was gone.

"Minho," Tina crouched down next to him as he wept by his brother's side. She felt the pinpricks of tears herself and touched his shaking shoulders, but he didn't even notice, "I'm so sorry." She whispered.

Tina didn't know why she did it. She was far from getting over Haneul. Maybe it was the desperation that she felt at the moment, or maybe it was purely the connection she had with Minho. But Tina took hi