138 5 Days-Her Trump Card

They had been walking through the deep forest for hours without any sign of the copycat nor of Gayoon. Minho checked his watch. It was already half past 6 and it felt as if they had been going in circles.

"This forest is deeper than I thought," Kanji commented. "It's so weird. Everything feels exactly like it was twenty years ago."

"That's coz it's a copycat," Minho gritted, pushing past the heavy branches hanging low till the ground. "She's copying the CCK's MO."

"Yeah but to this extent?" Kanji pointed out. "Don't you think it's a little too much? No one can copy this well."

"Maybe Dohyun was obsessed with the CCK and figured out Doctor Nam is the serial killer," Minho reasoned. "And somehow found out about his killing style and is copying it."

"But that still doesn't explain how she knew about our encounter with the CCK. It's almost like she's possessed by the CCK himself!"

"What rubbish!" Minho claimed. "That's impossible."