The moon hung low in the night sky, its silvery glow casting long shadows across the hospital grounds. Siberia, her heart heavy with the weight of her decision, stepped back into the sterile halls, where the beeping of monitors echoed like a mournful melody.The clandestine deal she had struck with the shadowy figures bores its bitter fruit. A team of renegade scientists, skilled in the darkest arts of experimental medicine, infiltrated the hospital under the cloak of darkness. Dana, restrained and monitored, reluctantly lent her knowledge to the unsanctioned operation.In the dimly lit room where Yeong lay motionless, the renegade scientists worked tirelessly, weaving a delicate dance between desperation and forbidden knowledge. The air crackled with a tense energy as they attempted to reverse the irreversible, to mend what had been shattered by Dana's malevolent experiments.Siberia, her eyes fixed on the monitors, watched as hope flickered like a dying flame. The minutes stretched
The icy winds whispered through the desolate landscapes of Seoul, carrying with them the echoes of a tragic tale that had unfolded within its unforgiving embrace. The hospital, once a battleground for hope and despair, stood as a silent witness to the somber events that had transpired.Siberia, now a mere ghost of the hero she had once been, wandered through the cold expanse, her steps heavy with the burden of loss. Yeong's absence echoed in the hollow chambers of her heart, a wound that time seemed powerless to heal.Yuna, who had stood by Siberia in the face of darkness, struggled with her own demons. The events that had unfolded left scars on her soul, a constant reminder of the choices made in the pursuit of justice.The world outside Siberia's icy realm moved on, ignorant of the tragedy that had unfolded within its borders. The government, having closed the chapter on the Dana affair, buried the truth beneath layers of bureaucracy and red tape. The renegade scientists, shadows in
Dear Reader,Thank you for embarking on this journey through the chilling landscapes of Seoul, where the shadows of betrayal and the pursuit of justice have cast a poignant tale of sacrifice and tragedy. Writing this story has been an exploration of the complexities that reside within the hearts of our characters, the choices they make, and the haunting consequences that follow.The themes of love, loss, and the blurred lines between heroism and darkness have woven together to create a narrative that unfolds like a chilling wind through the pages. The characters, faced with impossible choices, grapple with the consequences of their actions, leaving behind a legacy of grief and reflection.While the story may have taken unexpected turns, leading to a somber ending, it is my hope that it resonates with you on a deeper level. Sometimes, the pursuit of justice comes at a cost we cannot foresee, and the choices made in the name of righteousness may leave scars that endure long after the ba
Summer seemed to drag on indefinitely, even though it was time for winter to take over. People were dressed as if they were living in the heart of Antarctica, which made Siberia jittery."Do people really have no sense of the season?" asked a young woman, most likely in her 30s, with ash brown hair and barely visible streaks of white on the front."They appear to have lost track of time," Siberia observed as she sipped her now-cold coffee."My my, people are going both ways with time," the young woman said, settling in. "Can I please have a cold coffee with a plain egg sandwich?""coming right up Ma'am.""I've lived in this vicinity for almost three years, and I haven't seen you or perhaps we never happened to cross paths, have we?" the young woman asked, keen to strike up a conversation, or so Siberia supposed."No, you're right, I'm new here, House 209." Even though Siberia was responding specifically, her thoughts were elsewhere. She appeared to be lost, confused, and unaware, but
A tall and lean muscular figure stood beside her, not completely towering over her as Siberia herself was quite tall. He had light brown, premed hair that gave him a fresh youth look. Sharp jaw line running through his sides, plum lips with big doe eyes and a mole slightly below his left eye which made him look unrealistic; like some character out of a comic. His beautiful golden skin covered beneath the hospital gown."I know I'm attractive, yet on the off chance that you will gaze at me like that I'll get some unacceptable thought", he spoke, blazing a grin. A slight dash of pink noticeable on his cheeks."You…." Siberia looked in a daze."Oh my bad! Did I startle you?""Oh no, not by any stretch of the imagination" Siberia blinked away, wiping an invisible sweat.The man kept on looking forward where the mishap occurred thus did Siberia, however after each passing second she continued to steal a glance at the man, incapable to not look."Could it be said that you are… ..I mean… wel
Siberia ran as fast as her toned legs could carry her. She felt the heat of the sun on her back, buckets of sweat pouring over her. She spared a glance back towards the hospital and that's when she saw him. Standing under the tree, his features ever prominent. Siberia stood there for a brief moment, biting her lips nervously before walking ahead, cheeks flushed red. 'What am I blushing for?' Siberia thought to herself as she made her way into the public transport, grabbing a seat by the window. From afar she saw his beautiful permed hair vanishing as the bus moved on.While in the transport, Siberia noticed a person sneaking photos of a young lady, seated by the window on the left line of her. Her head resting up against the window; she appeared to know nothing about the man's activity as she was charmed in her phone with her headphones connected. Siberia could have done without it. She could have done without to intercede either, yet she realized she can't allow this to go unnoticed.
When Siberia arrived at home it was around five pm. She threw her bag on the lounge chair, making her way into her room.'So grimy', Siberia mumbled to herself as she ventured into her restroom, stripping away her fabrics that still felt clammy. She turned the cold water on, feeling the chills on her hands prior to stepping in the shower; scrubbing every part of her body as hard as possible to dispose of the smell as well as her hair.It required her 40 minutes all things considered to get out, feeling invigorated. Siberia then headed towards her work area, while looking at her phone. 'Goodness' she said as she saw a message from Mr. Han. 'Should be the hospital address' Siberia said as she tapped on the message. She abruptly wheezed, clasping her right hand over her mouth as she saw the image of Mr. Han's nephew. 'Bak Ganghan Yeong' she murmured to herself as she tapped on the picture.'He looks so different' Siberia thought as she observed his picture. His highlights standing out mo
Siberia was pulled out from her slumber by the sun penetrating through her window; the draperies were apart as from last night. The faint, but sweet melody of the birds could be heard. Siberia moaned, taking a stretch while lying; prior to getting up. It was 8 in the morning which meant that she had enough time to get ready. Siberia at first was about to wear her casual work attire, but then she remembered that she had to go to the hospital and not her office. She smiled as she began rummaging through her closet, searching for something that would suit the atmosphere, the purpose she was going for precisely.Prior to heading in for a shower she chose to call Mikhail as he clearly had barely any familiarity with her new errand. Mikhail replied on the subsequent ring. "Yo young lady, wassup""Hello Mikhail, I just… .." she was cut off by Mikhail who appeared to be excessively excited."I'm at the bus stop, I'll give you 10 minutes to get here""What?" Siberia was taken aback by his sudd
Dear Reader,Thank you for embarking on this journey through the chilling landscapes of Seoul, where the shadows of betrayal and the pursuit of justice have cast a poignant tale of sacrifice and tragedy. Writing this story has been an exploration of the complexities that reside within the hearts of our characters, the choices they make, and the haunting consequences that follow.The themes of love, loss, and the blurred lines between heroism and darkness have woven together to create a narrative that unfolds like a chilling wind through the pages. The characters, faced with impossible choices, grapple with the consequences of their actions, leaving behind a legacy of grief and reflection.While the story may have taken unexpected turns, leading to a somber ending, it is my hope that it resonates with you on a deeper level. Sometimes, the pursuit of justice comes at a cost we cannot foresee, and the choices made in the name of righteousness may leave scars that endure long after the ba
The icy winds whispered through the desolate landscapes of Seoul, carrying with them the echoes of a tragic tale that had unfolded within its unforgiving embrace. The hospital, once a battleground for hope and despair, stood as a silent witness to the somber events that had transpired.Siberia, now a mere ghost of the hero she had once been, wandered through the cold expanse, her steps heavy with the burden of loss. Yeong's absence echoed in the hollow chambers of her heart, a wound that time seemed powerless to heal.Yuna, who had stood by Siberia in the face of darkness, struggled with her own demons. The events that had unfolded left scars on her soul, a constant reminder of the choices made in the pursuit of justice.The world outside Siberia's icy realm moved on, ignorant of the tragedy that had unfolded within its borders. The government, having closed the chapter on the Dana affair, buried the truth beneath layers of bureaucracy and red tape. The renegade scientists, shadows in
The moon hung low in the night sky, its silvery glow casting long shadows across the hospital grounds. Siberia, her heart heavy with the weight of her decision, stepped back into the sterile halls, where the beeping of monitors echoed like a mournful melody.The clandestine deal she had struck with the shadowy figures bores its bitter fruit. A team of renegade scientists, skilled in the darkest arts of experimental medicine, infiltrated the hospital under the cloak of darkness. Dana, restrained and monitored, reluctantly lent her knowledge to the unsanctioned operation.In the dimly lit room where Yeong lay motionless, the renegade scientists worked tirelessly, weaving a delicate dance between desperation and forbidden knowledge. The air crackled with a tense energy as they attempted to reverse the irreversible, to mend what had been shattered by Dana's malevolent experiments.Siberia, her eyes fixed on the monitors, watched as hope flickered like a dying flame. The minutes stretched
Two days after the harrowing confrontation at the hidden facility, the victims of Dana's monstrous experiments lay in critical condition in a sterile hospital ward. The air hung heavy with the scent of antiseptic, a constant reminder of the battle fought for justice and the toll it had taken on those caught in the crossfire.Yeong, Siberia's beloved, lay motionless in his hospital bed, connected to an array of monitors and life-supporting machines. The once vibrant young man was now a pale shadow of his former self, his weakened body bearing the scars of Dana's insidious experiments.The hospital's grim announcement reverberated through the corridors, sending shockwaves of despair through the hearts of the heroes. The victims, including Yeong, were in such a critical condition that further attempts to save them seemed futile. The prognosis painted a bleak picture, casting a pall of sorrow over the hospital.Siberia, her eyes red from exhaustion and grief, refused to accept defeat. Wit
The bitter winds of Korea swept through the bustling landscape as Yuna and Siberia continued their relentless pursuit of justice. Armed with the leverage they had unearthed on Dana, the villain who had woven a web of deceit around them, the duo pressed forward with a steely determination.Their investigation led them deep into the heart of a forgotten research facility hidden amidst the forestry expanse. The rumors of Dana's illegal experiments on humans, attempting to merge them into half-human, half-robot hybrids, seemed unfathomable, but every clue they followed brought them closer to the chilling truth. As they approached the concealed entrance of the clandestine facility, Yuna couldn't shake the unease that gripped her. The biting cold seemed to intensify with each step, echoing the chill that ran down her spine. Siberia, clad in her signature icy-blue suit, with frost-kissed hair flowing behind her like a winter breeze, shared a determined glance with Yuna. They were prepared to
Siberia stayed on the ground as Yeong went, his mother trailing in his wake. There was nothing left to see, so the throng started to disperse. Siberia was assisted to her feet by a few kind nurses and led into a quiet room.One of the nurses stayed around after the others had departed, saying, "Have some water, dear," in a tone reminiscent of a mother comforting her kid. When Siberia looked up, she saw an elderly woman who appeared to be in her 50s. Skin dangling from her arms, wrinkled. Siberia's voice broke as she said, "Who are you?"The woman rubbed her head and murmured softly, "Someone who believes you." "I am aware of Dana's activities. I've seen her do it in private, but when I tried to bring this to light, I was written off as crazy. Embracing the truth is never simple". As she said, the woman averted her gaze. "This is not the initial instance. Her methods have deceived countless individuals, including your dad.""You recognized my father?" Siberia said, looking up at her i
"YOU-", Siberia found her words to be lost in a trance. She heard faint voices of a little girl calling out to her mother, faint voices of a little girl telling her mother how her day at school was, faint voices of a little girl telling her mother how her cooking is impeccable and how she'll always love her despite the ups and downs. She heard her mother's voice telling her how she'll always protect her. Siberia felt her chest burning, her head aching, she felt her muscles cramping yet there was a greater pain than what she felt physically. She stormed out of the bistro and ran halfway where she got herself into a taxi and headed straight back to Seoul.Upon reaching Seoul she got herself another taxi and headed to the hospital, expecting Dana to be there. She screamed out Dana's name in rage which drew the attention of the people yet Siberia didn't care the least. She asked the receptionist, "WHERE THE HELL IS THAT DANA", her voice was frightfully loud and her face red with veins pop
Siberia left the hospital an hour or two after lunch. She informed Mikhail prior to showing up at a close by bistro, close to his work spot, and sent him her location. It was long after he at last came. "Gosh Mikhail, what took you such a long time" Siberia expressed her irritation as she talked. "The traffic was terrible" Mikhail laughed as he spoke, enjoying her expression all over. Siberia breathed out a sharp breath before she spoke, "In any case, since I don't have a lot of time presently, I'll just get straight to the point" "Okay" Mikhail looked at her, waiting for Siberia to start spilling the tea. "There are two things..... Yeong and I are together" Siberia spoke in haste and very carefully observed Mikhail's reaction. "You are WHAT?" Mikhail looked at her with wide eyes and spoke so loud that it was drawing nearby attention. "Hey, keep it down" She smacked him lightly as she spoke. "The second thing is..." Mikhail cut her off, still not being able to process what he
Today was particularly cold. Siberia who's suffering from Hyperhidrosis felt cold and was wrapped up in 2 layers. She wore her tea green sweatshirt with her light brown coat that reached till her calves. For bottoms she wore her white-boot cut pants and this time she wore her brown boots with a 3 inch heel that made her look quite tall. She let her auburn-brunette silky hair down before leaving for the hospital. On her way she sent a voice mail to Mikhail."Hey, let's meet at 6 today, I have a lot of tea" She chuckled as she spoke, feeling quite excited today.The hospital felt different to her today. She realized she was coming here not as a caretaker, but rather now as somebody whose meeting someone she cherishes. It was like a new atmosphere and Siberia loved that inclination. She immediately got into the lift and advanced towards room 209."Hey Yeong!" she spoke excitedly.Yeong, who was lying down, playing with his phone, got up startled subsequent to leaving a relieved breath