Jung Wheein is an investigator with a different skill. She gets to see 10 seconds of the dead person's last moments. Now, she encounters a peculiar suicide case that took place in a church, or was it really suicide?
Amidst all the anomalies that she...
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A crime of passion! It's not a suicide but a crime of passion!
"Wheeinie! Wheeinie wake up!" Hyejin shakes her briskly, trying to wake her up.
"It's just a dream. Just a dream." Hyejin holds her and rubs her shoulders.
Wheein groans and puts her face in her trembling hands. "Oh, no...Oh no, Hyegi.." Her voice wobbled.
"What is it?" She inquires Wheein with a soothing tone.
"He saw me... He saw me...He saw me in the dream, but it doesn't seem like a dream!" Her hands frantically grab onto her hair.
"Who saw you?"
"The suspect! The man who killed the priest!" She shrieks.
"What!? How? I don't understand...You're gonna have to start from the very beginning."
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Wheein solemnly told Hyejin what happened from the morgue to her dream from last night. As her narration continues, she notices Hyejin's expression becoming grimmer and grimmer.
All this shit show situation is giving them both a headache, and with Wheein becoming more agitated by the minute, Hyejin suggests that they should seek the help and protection from a higher power.
They go to the city church. She isn't much of a devout catholic but she thinks praying helps even just a little bit. She tries to put all her worries and fears into her prayers, listen to the gospel and sing along to the songs. Now, she doesn't have the sanity to hit the notes right, but it's the enthusiasm that counts. God doesn't mind, right?
The choir sounded heavenly along with the pipe organ instrumentals. The beautiful music was lifting her spirits up. After the mass ended, she felt a little bit more hopeful than before and was able to relax a bit. They went on their way to have breakfast. They went to this rustic cozy cafe and ordered the classic American breakfast. This selection includes pancakes with butter and maple syrup, bacon, sausages, scrambled eggs and two fruit smoothies.
Hyejin does try not to feel sorry seeing Wheein unscrew the salt shaker and pour all the contents in her handkerchief. She piles the salt in the middle and ties all the ends together, then stuffs it in her pocket. Wheein needs all the protection and cleansing she can get. She has nothing to lose, right? Only the cafe lost something. Wheein = 1; Cafe = 0.
They ordered their iced coffees last and took them before they left. Wheein ordered a size grande iced macchiato, a complete necessity.
They drove to the Two Vineyards Church. Hyejin will be working hard to piece this shit of a case together. Wheein will be going home afterwards to piece together the shit called her life, and then sleep. They arrive at their destination and Wheein takes a look at everything again. Without knowing everything that went through here, this would be just a serene place to her.
