Inside Pukasi's dark room, Pula is inside a closet with her hands and feet tied with rope and her mouth covered with tape.

Mmm-ph..! Mmm-mmm-mmm! Mmm- (I'm not Suji, Broth—)

Open your eyes, Pula! No, Suji... Please, don't look at me so coldly with those eyes. If you aren't by my side, my whole world can't move a single step forward from the stench of blood on the stage that day! Every time you look elsewhere or avoid my touch, the sound of that damn machine starts ringing in my head again. My heart burns, and I feel like I'm going insane!

She flinches.