shit school started
7.Where are you hiding ,love?
Author pov
A quiet Saturday night in Seoul. As usual, students staying in bars until the morning, taking advantage of the weekend, tired people arriving home from work, the streets full of the worlds of billboards showing famous artists or the lights of buildings and cars. Something normal.
But somewhere, not exactly in Seoul, but half an hour from the city, in a field, there is a house full of noises, destroying the peaceful atmosphere of the landscape.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Jake screams at the top of his lungs, but no one answers him, all Jake hears is the same silence he's been hearing for 3 days now. He doesn't know where he is or how he got here. He does not know who captured him. He does not know the person's plan. Everything he can imagine is the worst.
If he is a serial killer? But why would he capture Jake? He didn't do anything to anyone. But I guess a serial killer doesn't need a reason to kill, right? He just wants fun in the end.
Jake had a lot of serial killer cases and caught them all, and in the testimonials all they said was 'Motive? I was bored', 'I needed some attention', 'Life is too boring so I added a little color' or 'I wanted to have fun'
Jake has been thinking for three days who could be the one who captured him. All he remembers is that he was sitting with Jay behind the police station, smoking both frustration and fatigue, but he doesn't remember anything from there. Did Jay capture him? hahahaha, what a good joke. Jake laughs just thinking about it. Jay would never hurt Jake. But then what happened?
Did he pass out, Jay took him to the hospital and was kidnapped from there? That seems realistic, doesn't it?
"Show yourself once!" Jake calls out again but gets the same answer, silence. Sometimes silence is also an answer, but not in this case
Jake is hungry. And thirsty. And sleepy. And tired. He haven't eat,drink or sleep in three days. All he did for the last three days was scream to find out who is behind his kidnapping. His throat is dry. Red eyes from crying. The emaciated body. The most empowering thing is the desire to find out who could do this and why. If it's a good reason, Jake would give his life, in the end he has nothing left. But if there is no reasonable reason then Jake will fight for freedom.
Suddenly the metal door in front of him opens. A man dressed in a suit, not Asian, with a tray full of food in his hand appears in front of the door. Jake does not know who he is, in fact he is 100% sure that he has never met him in his life. Then why?
"Oh you look horrible"
"Yeah no shit, I've been here for three days" says Jake, more of a whisper, his throat being too dry to speak, but the man puts a glass of water in his mouth "What?"
"Drink" says the man and forces the water down Jake's neck
"Is it poison?" Jake asks, the water tasting different
"Water with vitamins, I need you in life"
"Who the fuck are you?"
"Lorenzo, but you can call me Enzo"
"That doesn't help, Lorenzo. Who are you actually ? What are you ?"
"I am a simple man desperate for revenge"
"Aha...and what do I have to do with this?"
"Has anyone ever told you that you ask too many questions so far?"
"I've been staying in this house for three days, I should know why"
"Ok, here's how we do it. I ask questions and for every answer you get a piece of food" Enzo points to the plate in his hand, and Jake's stomach growls "I'll take that as an answer. The first question, what's your relationship with Jungsuk? The former police chief from your precinct"
