FADE IN:
INT. MANSION – DAY
The armed guards' barge in, aiming their weapons in all directions.
SE YOUNG: What?
She rises from her chair – something went wrong.
HAN: Holy-
MI DO: What's happening?
The armed guards advance menacingly toward Han, Mi Do and JK, who stumble back.
MI DO: What? What?
SE YOUNG: We know these guys. Go with them.
Mi Do, Han and JK have no time to reply as they get dragged out of the mansion. Chan and Y/n exchange glances.
CHAN: Get out of here.
Y/N: Are you okay?
She wants to address his uneasiness.
CHAN: Go.
An armed guard approaches Y/n, she silently follows him out the mansion as Chan rushes to Se Young.
CHAN: What is happening?
SE YOUNG: Our cover is blown.
The chief of the armed guard runs to Se Young and Chan, his arm resting on his gun.
CHIEF GUARD: We have confirmed the facilities have been evacuated without any casualties or captures.
CHAN: Who leaked?
SE YOUNG: Ozmo.
Chan stomps the floor.
SE YOUNG: Initiate code green.
CHIEF GUARD: Yes, ma'am.
He walks away talking into his earpiece. Chan rubs the back of his neck gritting his teeth.
SE YOUNG: We need to go.
CUT TO:
INT. CHAN'S SPACE JET – DAY
Y/n and Han are seated on the passenger seats of a space jet, they're alone which terrifies them even more.
HAN: Why did they put us in separate ships?
Y/N: I don't know.
HAN: What if they found out we're from-
He does a throat slicing gesture explaining what he means.
Y/N: Uh...no. They said they know these people.
HAN: Right...
Y/N: What?
HAN: I think I hallucinated she saying that. We're really going to die.
Y/N: N-
She watches Han brace himself hearing heavy steps enter the space jet. She sighs relieved seeing Chan.
HAN: Oh, thank God it's you! What's going on? Who are these people-
Chan ignores him sitting on one of the pilot seats and throwing on the switches on the control board.
HAN: Are we in trouble?
He sits on the seat beside Chan's, earning himself a glare from him.
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