The Kim siblings thought they were finally free-free to live, to laugh, to escape the shadows of their past.
A trip abroad was supposed to be a time to unwind, to strengthen their bond after all they had endured. But peace is fleeting, and darkness...
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The city's streets were a maze of shadows, twisting and turning under the dim light of the moon. Somewhere in the labyrinth, a figure moved silently, slipping through the darkness like a ghost. His breath came in shallow gasps, the pounding of his heart drowning out the distant hum of the city that never slept. Every step he took was a race against time, every corner he turned, was a gamble.
"How can you be this heartless?" A voice echoed in his ears. He shook his head trying to get rid of the voice.
He hadn't meant for things to go this way. What started as a casual reunion with an old friend had spiraled into a nightmare—an elaborate trap where he was the prey. The images replayed in his mind like a broken record: the crimson stain on the floor, the lifeless body, the cold metal of handcuffs clamping around his wrists. He could still hear the sirens, closing in, relentless.
He was innocent. But innocence meant nothing when the world believed you were guilty.
"Just kill this monster!!" another voice echoed in his mind.
He ducked into an alley, pressing his back against the rough brick wall, trying to steady his breathing. The police were everywhere, and somewhere out there, the real killer was free, laughing at the chaos he had unleashed. The figure knew he couldn't do this alone. He needed help—needed them.
A rustle in the shadows caught his attention, and he tensed, ready to bolt. But then he saw them—familiar faces emerging from the darkness, eyes sharp with determination. They had found him, just as he'd known they would. They were his only chance now.
"We don't have much time," one of them whispered urgently, their voice barely above a breath.
"Do you trust us?" another asked, their gaze piercing through the night.
He hesitated, doubt clawing at his mind. Trust. It was a dangerous thing to give in a situation like this. But he didn't have a choice. There was no one else he could rely on.
With a silent nod, he pushed away from the wall, falling in step with the others. Together, they melted back into the shadows, moving swiftly through the deserted streets. The city loomed around them, vast and indifferent, unaware of the deadly game being played in its hidden corners.
As they disappeared into the night, a chilling thought settled in the air: the real enemy was out there, watching and waiting, the puppet master behind this twisted plot. The mastermind behind this twisted plot had only just begun. And the clock was ticking. They were on borrowed time, chasing the truth through a web of lies that threatened to trap them all.
Dawn was still hours away, but for them, the darkness had only just begun. The hunt was on, and the stakes were higher than ever. This was no ordinary fight—it was a battle for survival, where innocence was the only thing standing between them and the abyss.
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