Gayoon pulled up in front of the brothel. Minho was with her and he quickly scrambled out to run towards the scene. A few cops blocked his way.
"I'm sorry you can't enter this place," the cop stated.
"But-"
Minho wanted to argue but Gayoon stopped him. "This is a police only area now," she muttered. "Let me handle it from here."
She flashed her badge and the cops let her enter. She went straight to the top floor, the scene of the crime. The moment she stepped on the corridor, a ghastly sight met her eyes.
Several men lay on the ground, dead. Their blood stained the floor and the walls, coloring it into a deathly shade of crimson. The bodies fell on each other, blood and organs mixed into a mesh of goo and to her horror, she felt several cold presence there. She was well aware that some of the men had become ghosts and were thirsting for revenge but she pretended not to have noticed them.
There were far bigger issues in hand.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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