𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 /GXG/

■ Friend or foe

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SANA YAMAZAKI
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First, my heart raced, goosebumps increased, and my brain went inexplicably numb. In the exact millisecond, there was no stopping. I was blinded by emotions: Fear

The moment I saw the figure appear in front of us, I punched Yan in the face, and she fell, hitting her head on the snow. Yan touched her nose. Her indignant look; her hair looked like it hadn't been combed for days.

In another second, Da-hye screaming in despair.

I was in shock. I helped Yan to get up, a little dizzy. She was in her rags: brown pants and a green and black checkered coat, black ankle boots.

Her gaze froze on the hanging corpse. ''D-dad?''

I turned around in shock.

I felt a shiver upon seeing his father's dead body there. The body was so swollen that it appeared to be a fat man and not that scowling little man of 6'' or more.

''Did Mr. Yang Jian k-kill himself?'' It was a rhetorical sentence.

There was a brown rope that was thrown over the ceiling fan and tied there, and then Yan's father put the chair and made the hangman's knot. He must have tied his feet and wrists with string and then placed his head in the loop. He kicked the chair and began to dance with death, swinging his body in the air in his last agonizing and desperate seconds for air.

Yan didn't answer me. Failed. She ended up sitting on the floor anyway with a lost look. The sound of her melancholic cry, the tears washing her face and falling on the rags of her coat.

Da-hye had already left there. She was on all fours in the snow, with a flashlight in her hand, vomiting.

Filled with fear, I wanted to leave. Get out of there. I wasn't interested in knowing the details of anything.

I grabbed Yan by the shoulders, and I started to pull her to her feet.

''No... no... Sana. My father can't stay here!'', she said pleadingly and stood uo. Her eyes were so lifeless. ''Help me bury him!''

Adrenaline coursed through my body. My ears were filled with a terrible sound of blood rushing through my veins.

I don't know how Yan stayed there all this time hiding in her house, which is 300 meters above that pig slaughterhouse, and didn't miss her father. She said he spoke to her that the police recovered the files from the computer. There were videos
of child pornography (her father's stuff) and other things related to torture that they sell on the d4rk w3b. Her father sold it.

They make good money with the video of Tae Hyung being murdered, but recording this shit for money really sucked.

Before, she couldn't deny it because the police couldn't find his body. They can't prove a homicide without a body. The acid (HF) corroded everything.

Although Choi's greed is too great and filming, that shit was a huge mistake.

The same mistake I made.

Just like I recorded Se-yeon's...

About Yan's father, I thought about how I could remove it without touching the corpse full of bacteria. Disgusting.

So I left and dragged Da-hye with me. 50 meters away, there is a small brick house to maintain the tranquility of the farms (keep the rubbish), I looked for the soil drill and the tarp.

We picked up each one on either side of the soil drill and dragged it back down the path. The tarp under my left arm. The flashlight in Da-hye's right hand.