Location: Shiroi Hane (Silver Wing)
Continued from Chapter
"I'm so Dead">>Chief Han had called Namjoon
to his 'office' to speak with him.On the cabinet desk by the window, a vintage record was spinning circles on a disc and a slow song filled the air. Frank Sinatra playing:
♩♫
Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me, here at last on the groundyou in mid-air
♪Send in the clowns.
♫
Enjoying the music, Chief Han tapped a finger on the arm of his chair as he smiled and nodded towards the door. Signalling for Namjoon to leave.
The song continued to play.
♫♪
Sorry my dear
but where are the clowns..?
Send in ..the clowns..
Don't bother.
They're here.
♬♩♫
"Don't piss your pants on the way out." Chief joked as he saw Namjoon rise to his feet. Namjoon immediately froze at that, brows sweating and feet idling on the floor.
That was not funny.
He was terrified to turn his back to Chief Han, he didn't know when the man would shoot him. But he gathered the courage as he began to amble slowly. His knees were shaking.
The background music was also a constant reminder it's all about him.
♪♬
Where are the clowns...
Send in the clowns
♫♪Chief Han silently turned to the cronie guard behind him, and quietly nodded.
Fingers signalling to hand it over.
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PRISON PARADISE || KTH {unedited ver.}
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