Barging into Dong Kyung's quaint apartment, slamming the door, Seon Kyung angrily demands,

"I knew it you escaped from the hospital! All you could do is run home?"

Slowly Myeol Mang turns around, watches as the young man's mouth dropped, eyes widen, clearly unprepared for the sight before his confused mind.

Seon Kyung stammers,

"What's going on? What is this? What is this place? What is this? Wow, wow…."

Dong Kyung glances over at Myeol Mang's serious face, mumbles,

"We are so screwed."

He nods in agreement, hands neatly folded in front of him, as Dong Kyung covers her face with her hands, whimpering.

Stumbling over to the couch, Seon Kyung flops down, puzzlement written in brown eyes, gazes at the couple. Dong Kyung attempts an easiest explanation for her brother to understand the odd circumstances.

Scratching his head, Seon Kyung gazes confusedly around the room, says,

"So…you're like a god or something?"

Myeol Mang serious toned responds,

"I am not a god, but doom."

Seon Kyung, says,

"That's the same thing."

Dong Kyung, a voice of reason, chimes in,

"That's not the same thing.."

Sitting comfortably with legs crossed, hands folded on knees, Myeol Mang states.

"Well, it might be easier for him to understand that way."

Dong Kyung glances over, inquires,

"Do you think?"

Seon Kyung frustrated,

"You guys, what do you take me for…that's enough. Do you think I am an idiot? You are teasing me right now. Who are you guys?"

Further confused by their odd behaviors, his internal thoughts run rampant, Tak Seon Kyung, stay alert. You can't get fooled by something like this

Myeol Mang amusedly repeats,

"Tak Seon Kyung, stay alert. You can't get fooled by something like this."

Confused, Seon Kyung, says

"What is this…did I say it out loud?"

He further contemplates, no, this is a coincidence, just a coincidence.

Grinning, playing, Myeol Mang, says,

"No, this is a coincidence, just a coincidence. You siblings sure like coincidences"

Concerned, Seon Kyung voice rising

"Can you see what I am thinking? Don't look at what I am thinking."

He wraps his arms around his body in an attempt to hide his thoughts. Amused Dong Kyung tells him,

"To be more precise, it's like he hears rather than sees."

Smiling, Myeol Mang says,

"Precisely."

Seon Kyung, upset voice

"Don't look."

Myeol Mang serious toned,

"Did you siblings put your heads together?"

Sitting on the couch, Myeol Mang smirked, feeling his playful side rising, a desire to further tease his clueless brother in law. Looking over at Dong Kyung's soft eyes stifled the temptation.