57 The Mansion

The mansion stood in front of Junwan, looking as majestic and mysterious as it used to twenty six years ago. It was abandoned and gave off an eerie vibe as though it contained many secrets. Even though no one lived there anymore, the mansion always intimidated him. 

It was quite old and in a decrepit state. Years of neglect had turned it into a gloomy shadow of its formerly glorious self. The darkness it eluded was overwhelming him to the point of suffocation. Looking at it, Junwan could not help but wonder if he made a mistake coming back here. Hwang Minho would not approve of him snooping around in this old property even if the man had abandoned it.

"Here goes nothing," he muttered. Quietly, he tiptoed towards the window Junho had passed while running away. The glass was broken, probably by naughty children who frequented the area and the window pane was falling off. Junwan held up the picture to compare it.