A hushed silence draped over the massage room, enveloping it in an aura of secrecy. Jin's gaze locked onto the door, his eyes narrowing with an icy intensity.
His pupils contracted into slits, akin to a predator honing in on its prey. Positioned halfway between the lifeless body of the gunner, he moved with calculated stealth, minimizing any betraying footfalls.
With careful steps, he advanced toward the fallen gunner, each movement executed with precision. Jin's fingers closed around the collar of the lifeless man, deftly maneuvering the body onto an adjacent chair.
He then positioned the gunner's hand on the mounted light machine gun protruding from the window, arranging the fingers and hand to give the illusion that the corpse still gripped the weapon, his focus unbroken.
Ensuring that the corpse faced away from the door, Jin pulled the curtain shut, once again dividing the room.