Curiosity was often the cause of most accidents on Earth. It certainly served to get people in all sorts of trouble and it wasn't any different for Yun-Jin. That same bug had bitten her and caused her to do something that she hadn't anticipated. She had walked away from the safety of the campfire and wandered the woods. How long did she have to walk to get away? The woman had heard stories of the others trying to escape by doing what she was currently, but they had no success. She had no reason to believe things would be different for her, but she had to try. So, she gave it her best and let her feet carry her as far as they could. She had no expectations, just needed proof that she was truly as stuck as she could be. Part of her hated the idea, part of her didn't. At least, she didn't have to go back to explain the scene that had burned into her mind by way of Ji-Woon. He had done a number on her mind. The faces of all the directors, bloodied and cut up like cold cuts in a deli, flashed in her mind from time to time. It couldn't be worth it to return, to feel the cold embrace of jail or poverty. As her luck would have it, she had run to a place she had no business in. There was something in the shadows, but she couldn't place it. The darkness was too thick. What other horrors lived in this place? She was soon to find out as the creature appeared to come forward.
Amanda had been minded her business. As she always did. She loathed the survivors that only had to run. That's all they ever did. They weren't tormented like she was or morphed like other killer's were. Maybe it was jealousy that made her hate them so much. She gently let out a deep breath, but the sound of the gates into her realm opening took away her moment of silence. A growl escaped her in irritation. She was growing tired of people thinking they could just enter her home without a moments notice. Maybe this time she would prove a point.
Her dark eyes narrowed as she glanced over the woman who had walked in. She was dressed as if she was some sort of idol and had the resting irritation on her face. The same that she'd expect from a celebrity. Amanda hated people like her. She tilted her head to the side as she regarded the other woman in silence. She wasn't wearing her mask. The other might not have noticed her if she didn't wear her red coat that the producer had seen in previous trials. Amanda shook her head. Her short and messy hair swaying around her face as she did.
"You survivors never learn do you?" She scowled out.
Yun-Jin's eyes widened. She had made a mistake, a huge miscalculation. Her curiosity had led her to the lion's den and the exit was nowhere to be found. The panic began to sit in, washing into her blood. Her body felt hot and tight. The desire to run filled her to the core, but there was no room to go anywhere. Her hands came to rest on either side of her arms, putting up an imaginary shield between herself and the killer who sat across from her. She looked nothing like the murderous pig that chased them with no mercy. She looked... almost human. Almost sane. Suddenly, dozens of questions began to flood through the producer's head. Why was she doing this? Why had she been assigned such a ghastly role and not been by their side? Though, she assumed her other life had something to do with the latter question, but Yun-Jin favored herself an optimist at times. Denial was an easier pill to swallow than acceptance of an ungodly truth. She knew that first hand. Her feet took her a few steps forward, body shaking as she did so. It betrayed the courage she tried to portray. "You say that... so, then teach me. Enlighten me on why you decided that you hold the mantle of killer better than survivor."