The cold square-shaped room was like a hollow coffin under six feet of damped soil. It was silent like a cemetery with the moon's light sipping through the small opening on the wall.
As he sits patiently at the darkened corner of the room where the bed was hoisted, he contemplated the confession he made to Soojin. He wanted to stop the woman from joining the investigation his hosted body was involved in. And like what he explained to her, it was dangerous.
The careful footsteps on the floor caught his ear. Unlike the officers at the precinct who marched heavily on the floor to gain attention. The person behind the watchful walk struggled not to be caught.
When the metal bars of the cell opened slowly, he already knew who it was. His devil's eyes could see the deepest darkness no man has ever since in their life. As the person headed to the corner and stood in front of him in the dark, a sinister smile from the officer's lips flashed in the dark.