❝ 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭, 𝐢𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 ❞ In Seoul, South Korea, a once tight-knit group of 12 people start to loosen their bond, after one of them, goes mysteriously and unexplainably missing. 2 years later...
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The Next Day
Rose's hands were shaking so badly, she could barely drive. The road to Ansal hill seemed darker and spookier than usual. She swerved, thinking she saw something darting out in front of her car, but when she glanced in her rearview mirror, there was nothing. Barely any cars passed her going the other direction, but all of a sudden, as she was cresting the hill not far from her destination, a car pulled out behind her. Its headlights felt hot against the back of her head.
Calm down, she thought. It's not following you.
She glanced in her rearview mirror. The car was still there. She took a deep breath and eyed her phone, considering calling someone. Officer Wilden? Would he come down here on such short notice? He was a cop—he'd have to. She reached for her phone when the car behind her flashed its brights. Should she pull over? Should she stop?
Rose's finger was poised over her cell, ready to dial 911. And then, suddenly, the car veered around Rose and passed her on the left. It was a nondescript car—may be a Toyota—and Rose couldn't see the driver inside. The car moved back into her lane, then sped off into the distance. Within seconds, its taillights vanished.
Before you wonder where she was going,
-LAST NIGHT-
Rose tapped her fingers on the table, something she would do often when she is nervousness takes over her system. This was getting out of hand, it had been months since they all have been going through this. And then suddenly, a message popped up
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Rose sighed, can someone make an action movie with her as the protagonist at this point. She had no choice, she had to get Somi justice. She wanted to end this, and probably this was the time.
------CURRENT TIME-----
Telling your mom that you are going to sleepover at a friend's house when you are actually going to a closed factory seems like an actual dare. Probably not everyone can do it until you have some friends who could cover you up within a single text message. She looked at her wristwatch, 9:41 pm. It was still a 10-minute drive, keeping her foot on the race accelerator, she started to speed up.
