Mijin, consumed by rage after Jungkook's final victim, discovers a time-travel power within his abandoned apartment. Now, she's in the past, face-to-face with a younger, innocent Jungkook. Can Mijin rewrite his future and prevent a monster's creatio...
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An hour crawled by, each tick of the clock echoing in the sterile silence of the interrogation room. The image of the lady, being dragged out by the officer still flickered at the edge of my vision.
She certainly didn't belong in this world, but her outburst had thrown a wrench into the interrogation. With a growl that vibrated through the room, the door slammed open and Ji-hoon, the Chief, stormed back in.
His jaw was clenched tight, and his eyes burned with a cold fury that sent a shiver down my spine. A cruel smirk played on my lips. "Done sitting pretty, Chief?" I taunted, reveling in his anger. "Ready to throw me in a cell?"
Ji-hoon's voice was a low growl. "Rest assured," he spat, his words laced with venom, "you'll be spending plenty of time behind bars. And I'll personally make sure the court throws the book at you. Death sentence? You bet your life on it."
He grabbed the file on the table and stormed out, leaving me with the echo of his threat. It was supposed to scare me, but all I felt was a surge of irritation. Death penalty? Before my final masterpiece? That wouldn't do. Escape was paramount.
Two burly officers materialized in the doorway, their faces grim. They grabbed me roughly, hauling me out of the chair and towards the holding cells. My bravado faltered for a moment, the reality of my situation sinking in. But the thought of a forced end before my grand finale fueled a fire in my gut.
I'd escape these cages, finish my symphony of slaughter, and leave a mark that would echo for generations. These fools wouldn't know what hit them.
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