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          " Goodmorning and happy Friday, hope you have a wonderful da-". I can't live like this anymore, hiding in the shadows. Just hearing the alarm go off every day at 7 a.m. But I choose this life for me, as I once had everything I wanted in my hands; and for what. At what cost did it have to make me realized the danger and burden I was adding to many others. The death of my brother and the capturing and disappearance of my fiance. Having to live the...the stupid reality of loneliness and fear, the fear of a walking ghost near you every day! Every single second of my life.

        Wish to have the power to look for my fiance and take revenge for my brother. I am a walking ghost with a voice and a body. As if people are going to help me. Funny and bold of me to believe they will accept my return and avenge the death of many others. They fear my presence. I know it..Don't have to ask, only looking at their faces says it all. When I walk by them they see me in disgust and anger. "Excuse me ma'am we need you to leave in this instance". The hotel keeper keeps knocking on the door. " Give me a second, I'm currently changing". Grabbing my backpack full of clothes I head out the window and make my way until I'm on street level.

         Well time to find another place. As I'm walking I take out a cigar and walk to a coffee shop. "Hello, what would you like to ord-" the waiter looks at me up and down as if I had stolen something. " Just an ice Americano". As I'm waiting for my order. A familiar face appears in the shop. Can't quite remember but the scar on his face seems remarkably familiar. I hide my face with the hat I have on and my hair. "Finally found you. Seems like hiding isn't for you ". he took his order as he slips an envelope to my side. Without looking at him directly I could tell it was someone from our side. But how did he found me. Am I being watched? " Who are you? Tell me what is this". He gave me a napkin with an address written and blood. 

     Without hesitation, I turn around, but he was gone. No trace of him and there was no blood on the floor; which meant that he isn't hurt. This man definitely wants my attention but I won't allow it unless I can for sure know he isn't an enemy trying to kill me. " Here is your Ice Americano. It'll be 7.50". I handed her the money and in return, I got a USB. What is going on? "What's this? Who are you and who are you working for?" The cashier looks frightened, maybe she was under pressure and directed orders or she could be working with them. " The man that was here earlier told me to hand it to you, that's all. Please I'm just trying to work here ". I walked away from the shop and head to an alleyway. Where all the junkies were. They know who I am but won't bother to ask anything to me. I open the envelope as saw pictures, blueprints, and print out emails between two people in which the names seem familiar. 

          "Boss do you have a cigarette you mind sharing". I gave him the cigarette and continue looking at the information given to me. What's all of this. I look closely at the pictures and...JUNGKOOK! My eyes got watery, everything made sense but-is he a traitor? I couldn't believe it. Reading the emails made me wonder if these were sent during the time we were together or if he was forced to work for them. I look at the blueprints and they are planning on building a high-tech building in a place where the location is unknown. Harder to figure where they are.

    I took my burner phone and called my emergency contact. He would be able to help me figure out what is going on. Maybe this is the beginning and the return of the little devil. Whatever happens, I will make sure they suffer!

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