Minho pulled up in front of the desolated construction site. It was past midnight so the workers had gone home to rest. He stepped out of the car to inspect the building which he had purchased for his NGO project. It was Gayoon's old school which had been under construction for months.
He did not really know where else to go. They needed more information on the Gates of Hell and only one place came to his head where he might get some sort of information. He could have gone anywhere and opened a portal to the World of the Dead but there was no guarantee he would not run into a reaper elsewhere.
At least he knew someone in that school's portal.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!