It was like stepping into an alternate world compared to just ten seconds ago.
Everything was disrupted, and the peace that once gently wrapped the campsite was now nowhere to be found.
The music had died, and in its absence, there was only the loud crackle of the burning flame. Jihoon froze in place, his eyes mirroring the orange glow ahead.
It felt like he was on the verge of a panic attack, his memories unraveling back to the horrific incident six years ago. The smell, the warmth, the blazing flame...it was all too familiar, like déjà vu.
The memory that was tucked deep and dormant, surged forward with a painful clarity.
He wasn't the only one caught in the moment. Most of the people around simply stared blankly, stunned by the sudden fire before them.
Time seemed to have hit pause for a few seconds, though it felt much longer, like they were trapped in a slow-motion blur of disbelief.
