I flutter open my eyelashes, my eyelids feel so heavy like I was drugged. I espy the wooden planks of the roof up one me. My head is heavy. I can barely lift it. I feel that my body is numb. I groan, trying to stretch my stiffened arms and legs.

Did I drink last night? Wait, hold on, wasn't I on a plane?

I blink, turning my head to figure out what is happening.

I am covered with a warm sheet, not letting the coldness bother me. But the blankets are weird looking. I lean on my arms and mount my upper body. I pressed my back against the wooden wall and drag my kneels near me, sitting on the bed.

I am inside a small bed-chamber. A thin layer of white and light blue curtains is covering me. I feel a great fragrance of something really pleasant. I inhale a deep breath with a fresh feeling. The big wooden window is open, letting the orange sunbeams of the evening gleam the room.

The room isn't a normal room I have seen before.

I rub my heavy eyes and blink again, trying to figure out what place I am in. The room looks somewhat empty but peaceful. There isn't much furniture in the room, only a bed and some cabinets, more like small wooden cupboards that were about waist height, are the only big noticeable items in the room. I massage my numb neck muscles, sliding away from the blanket that was covering me.

Everything is made of wood, even the floor was wood. Not a single brick included. As the chill mooches my skin, I wrap my arms around me, rubbing my palms against my skin to get over the shudder. As I breathe, I again smell the nice fragrance I smelled earlier. I look around to find the source of it. I stand up from the bed and walk near the ceramic vase on the wooden cupboard.

God damn, these flowers are so pretty.

I step near them and touch the pretty flower petals. They are so soft and delicate. Some of the small lilac purple flower buds aren't fully bloomed. I have never seen beautiful flowers like this. That fragrance is everlasting. I feel like something is happening inside me as I touch them, something gratifying. I can't describe that feeling. What's the right word?

Blossoming? Yes, I feel like something is blossoming inside me.

Suddenly the numbness and the pain in my head is gone. I feel reborn, reinvigorated. I stretch my arms and crack my knuckles. Not only my body, I feel that even my entangled brain is  working properly. The room is decorated with wall art. Most of them, correction, all of them are floral art that is enchanting and ornate designs.

I spot the ceramic water basin near the bed I was sleeping. I kneel down it, splattering the cold yet pleasurable water on my face. I comb away my messy and fallen bangs away from my face, wetting my face and neck from the cold liquid.

"Ah, this is better, What on the earth happened?"

As I touch my face, I notice that I didn't have cuts or scars, which astound me.

The plane, the flames, Jackson Wang.. the plane crashed. I remember my attempt to reach the back of the plane. But did I reach? I rummage through my brain to find answers.

No, I never reach his hand, I couldn't hold Jackson's hand at that last moment.

Then how on the earth did I end up in this strange place, that too, fully recovered? I look at my clothes. They are the same damn clothes I wore for the flight. This is confusing me. I gape out the window to get an of idea where I am. As I open the sliding window completely, my jaw drops as I see the outside scene.

What is this place?

The room I am staying in is surrounded by water. As I bop my head out, I see the long wooden passages built on the water, which is sheltered with folded arches. Reddish pink flower petals of the blossomed trees beside are fallen to the water, while the crystal clear water is already reflecting the image of the flourish trees. Even It's getting a little dark, the water glimmers, highlighting the flower petals that are floating freely. Some places fully bloomed lotus flowers majestically stood up from the buds, showing as they are showing the youngsters how to grow like them.

I have never seen something beautiful like this.

It is beyond beautiful. It was gorgeous, so unrealistically alluring to my eyes. I have seen such places only in stories or pictures. Even in them, I haven't espied something utterly bewitching.

"You are awake" I flinch at the female voice behind me. She spoke in Korean which makes me somewhat relieved. At least she speaks my language.

I can ask her about the place.

I flicker at the woman who is standing in the open sliding door in the room. I was so immersed in the scenery that I didn't even hear her enter. But what caught my attention is her dress. I gape at her with astound as I catch a glimpse of the lady's figure.

Why on the earth is she wearing something like that?

She is wearing snow like white dress. The upper dress is near her knee height, making her long stockinged legs visible. It is more like a pant that matched the top suit she is wearing. Red ribbons of clothes are bandaging her both arms and her waist. A tight black belt is wrapped around the red ribbon around her waist.

She is like a character of a historical K-drama.

I stare at her, without affording to talk because of the dumbfound. She is a middle-aged woman but still has the unfaded beauty on her face. She has grey hair among the black ones that are fallen to her shoulders. She talks again, breaking the ice between us,

"You were sleeping for hours," she says from her coarse voice that retains her maturity and seniority. I clear my throat to bring my vocal cords to life.

"Do you happen to know how I came here, Mam?" I finally manage to talk.

"You were fallen by the shore, I brought you here" I raise my eyebrows as she says.

"Uh, oh, well...Mmm, can I know where I am? Am I in Korea?" She shakes her head, making me startle.

"You are in Hwa"

I squint my eyes with her reply. I'm in where now? Hwa? I haven't heard the country name Hwa. And how on the earth is she speaking Korean if it's Hwa or whatever.

Suddenly it clicks my head.

Wait a minute, wait a damn minute! That's it!

I rush to the window, making the woman who is standing in front of me knit her eyebrows in surprise. I scrutinize outside, then scan the room. Everything makes sense now. The landscape, the weird wooden room, the dress that the woman is wearing. I snap my fingers together.

I'm on a drama set!

I must've accidentally stumbled across a film shooting area. I have seen These kinds of places in K-drama's I used to watch. The outside must be the green screen. But I am confused cause I can't even see cameras and film crew running here and there.

Maybe they taking a rest?

"So Hwa is the new K-drama you are filming?" The woman blinks her eyes from my query.

"What?" oh right, maybe they aren't allowed to spoil the storyline before it's realised.

"Ok, never mind, where are the rest of the crew? " I tiptoe to look over her shoulder but I didn't see anyone. I got closer to her and whisper to her ears.

"Who's the main actor? Kim Soo-hyun? Lee Min-ho? Or is it Ji Chang-Wook this time?"I ask her hopefully. Maybe I'll get to meet my favourite actors and get an autograph before finding my way back home. The woman just glances at me like I am either crazy or have lost my mind.

"Aish, come on, I am not a sasaeng"  she acts like she can't understand me at all.

"What is a Sasasang" I stare at her with my lips parted.

Pft, the attitude. She's taking her role way too seriously.

I roll my eyes, "Fine then, at least take me to your director so I can find my way back home," she looks like she understood a little this time. Now I am wondering that whether she doesn't understand the Korean I am speaking.

"Are you talking about our clan leader?" I rub my temple, trying to bear with the shit that is happening with me now. Ok, I think she got too immersed in her role and now she is acting like the character twenty-four hours.

"Clan leader, yeah, take me to your clan leader so I can talk to him" I try my best to not scoff or sound sarcastic. Her face brightens as she finally understands what I am talking about.

"Our master is in a meeting in the Kim Clan residents. You can meet him tonight. Till then you can stay here" she says. Her words are kind and soft. I don't feel like talking rudely at her even the way she is talking is making me go bananas. I nod my head.

"I'll wait till he returns then. When will your director-"

"Clan leader" she tenderly corrects me. I groan "Yeah right, Clan leader, what's his name again?"

"Master Jeon, the leader of Jeon clan"

A little bit late to update but yeah I somehow managed to loll, hope you like the chapter.😅 Wait for more.

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