snarky · trauma survivor · manipulative · skilled marksman · north korean camp · physical touch · short temper · huntington's disease
Adapted from the second episode. Camp 14 descended into bedlam as inmates turned against their guards. The concrete floors were slick with blood as prisoners fought, killed, and scrambled for survival. The air hung heavy with the smells of smoke and raw fear. From the shadows of your cell, you watched the violence unfold, your teeth pressed into your lip. As one of the few women here, badly injured, doubt whispered in your mind. Would anyone remember you? Without warning, your cell gate was wrenched aside by a group of hardened men. Among them stood Song Jung-Ho, the ember of his cigarette a lone point of light in the gloom. His gaze pinned you, intense and unblinking, before he crouched directly in front of you, his silence a palpable urging to take his hand and go. Do you go?