Chapitre 86: Interrupted sleep is motivation for murder

Poke. Poke.

Someone poked my cheek.

Poke. Poke.

Again... Just which bastard won't let me sleep? I grumbled and twisted on the bed and slowly opened my eyes. The window right next to my bed was the first thing I saw when woke up. Argh, it's still dawn! Have you guys ever been woken up at dawn? I bet you have. Well, then you know it fucking sucks!

Poke. Poke.

I turned my head to the other side, slowly and fluidly, still angry about being woken up. An ominous air spread over my ears as I turned more and more. A chill ran down my spine and I wanted stop, but I couldn't. I finished turning to my side... and saw a ghostly face. Baggy, hollow eyes and disheveled black hair, topped off with an emotionless smile. I almost screamed in fear but bit my tongue in time.

"Mornin', boss."

"Ki Yeo-Jung."

"That's my name." She nodded and poked me again.

I replied with twitching cheeks. "What are you doing?"