The Octagon

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"Iseul! Iseul" she could still hear the detectives voice calling for her. Even still, she was frozen in place staring at the man in front of her. The figure remained unmoving so Iseul slowly made her way closer.

As soon as she was close enough she hit the light for the living room and once again Iseul found herself frozen. She was horrified and an icy chill ran up her spine.

"The guy from the bar?" Iseul muttered to herself.

Blood leaked out from his mouth, his cold dead eyes were staring right at Iseul. Familiar strangulation marks were formed around his throat.

Iseul suddenly remembered detective Choi and turned to grab her phone off the ground. She placed the phone to her ear, "detective?"

"Iseul! Thank god, are you alright? What's going on." Detective Choi said from the other end.

Iseul pursed her lips and took in a deep breath looking back over at the dead man on her couch. "Detective, I found our guy. He's..." She hesitated unsure of what to say.

"What? Where is he? Are you okay?" Detective Choi continued frantically.

"He's on my couch, he's dead." She said

"Iseul you need to get out of there now!" The detective yelled. "Actually, Kwok and I are almost there. We're coming, stay alert." The line went dead and Iseul placed her phone on the counter before finding her gun.

She held it up, and walked forward combing her surroundings. Slowly she made her way towards her bedroom and kicked open the door. Once she was sure the entire apartment was clear she opened her dresser and got changed into more practical clothing.

It wasn't to long after she had changed that she heard the knock at her front door. She walked over and opened the door and was met by the two detectives. She pursed her lips and gave them a bow.

"He's over there." She pointed them towards the man on her couch. They walked over and pulled on some gloves before inspecting his body.

"Look at this." Detective Kwok said pulling out a piece of paper from the man's hand. He unfolded the paper and his face instantly changed. The fear in his eyes was plain as day. "It's for you." He said looking up at Iseul.

She frowned clenching her jaw. "Read it." She demanded.

He swallowed hard before nodding. "Dearest Detective, you didn't think I wouldn't find out did you. I'm much to smart for your little games. I was going to play along though, and everything was going fine the first day. Oh how I loved to watch you work. But alas I couldn't let you find out who I am, not yet. So I killed this low life, I'm sure no one will be to sad about that. Detective you introduced new life into my game, and I can't wait to see you again in that lovely red dress."

A dark silence filled the room for a long time after Kwok finished reading. Iseul was at a loss for words, he had been watching her. The thought was terrifying, but it also made her angry.

"Sick son of a bitch." Iseul said shaking her head.

"That's it your done. You'll come and stay with me for a while but your off this case. And your taking a break till we catch this guy." Detective Choi said.

Iseul looked at him at a loss for words. "The hell I am. This guy has been watching me, if he wants a game I'll give him one. But there's no way I'm stopping." She yelled.

He furrowed his eyebrows at her, anger taking over him. Anger and fear, he couldn't lose her. "Iseul this isn't up for discussion."

"Your right it's not! I'm not stopping I don't care what you say. I'm going to find this guy and there's nothing you can do." She said taking a step closer towards him.

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