Not An Earthquake
The rain hammered down relentlessly, transforming into a dense downpour as night settled in. Each raindrop was particularly huge, making it seem as if frozen tears were cascading from the sky. Threads of silver lightning streaked across the brooding clouds, as though heaven itself was grieving along with the mortal plight.
It was the perfect night to tuck in the bed, perhaps with a good book or a movie accompanied by a cup of hot chocolate. Alas, such a luxury seemed like a mere pipe dream for the officers of the Violent Crime Unit.
It had been more than 56 hours since the police thoroughly combed through Ku Jin's room in the old apartment building. Yet even after processing the DNA left behind and issuing an arrest warrant, they still couldn't find a clue about that bastard's whereabouts. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. Even the roadblocks and tight inspection across the whole city bore no results whatsoever!