Jeno, Haechan, Mark find themselves in a series of horrific events as they investigate the gruesome past of the Marcier Boarding School grounds specifically in the year 2000's. The boys quickly realize that there are secrets to unravel, people to su...
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35-year-old Jeno is living the life of a law professor going for tenure with a loving wife and three kids.
One day, he receives a letter asking him and his two other friends to go back to the boarding school he spent his high school years before a fire happened. One of the three would be able to inherit the school grounds if they answer a question and follow the given steps.
Haechan, Mark, and Jeno find themselves in a series of horrific events as they investigate the gruesome past of the Marcier Boarding School grounds specifically in the year 2000's. The boys quickly realize that there are secrets to unravel, people to suspect, and a single question to answer.
Who?
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The three boys crowded around the dusty box that was in front of them. Haechan looked over Jeno's shoulder, the male finally opening it to see a a piece of paper.
One word.
WHO?
Haechan frowned, lifting up another letter that needed to be read.
"Look, it's a key." Haechan said, Jeno lifting the paper in the air as Mark took the letter and scanned it. It was a golden key that shone in the spotlight.
"Who? Who what?"
"Maybe that's what we have to find out."
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"It's the woman," Elliot, Jeno's son, piped up. Jeno turned to give him a concerned look.
"What woman?" There wasn't a single woman other than his own wife that he saw on the school grounds.
"The pretty one, Daddio! The woman woke me up!" the child said, beaming. "She smelly... like strong... strong... smell. She on the school golden wall! Lookie!"
Elliot had pointed to a lady that was on the wall, Jeno still shaken by the incident that happened prior and just grateful that his son wasn't hurt. Mark's eyes followed the child's finger, his heart dropping for a split second.
"That's Byun Bora," Mark murmured, his eyes running over the very familiar face. "She's dead."
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