„Ah, God, only not to be a victim again!" SolHi caught a thought crossing her mind. Then, she moved a little when she felt her legs and arms numbed. Why did she feel this? SolHi had no idea because everything was fine as she remembered: the doctor didn't injure her when he threw the scalpel and neither San DuSik's slap had been that harsh. Even so, she felt a strange buzz in her stomach and wanted to gulf. „Damn! I feel as though I've drunk a lot and now I feel the consequences!"
...Wait a minute! As far as she remembered, she didn't drink anything that day! Yes, she was sure of this, as she was sure that she hadn't felt any drop of alcohol on the top of her tongue for weeks. Yes, the last time she drank something was when she saw Mina and told her friend that she was working with Han DooSan. Even so, at that moment, she felt a bitter taste on her tongue and this wasn't because of beer. Then... what the hell that taste was?
The moment a bucket of cold water had been thrown over her, SolHi winced. This made her open her eyes and look around, afraid. That cold shower, so unexpected and undesired, had been felt deep in her bones, making SolHi gnash her teeth. She even murmured, barely hard, „Be damn if I understand something of all this!" Then, opening her eyes a little more, the moment all the water leaked off her face, SolHi clearly saw around. Thus, she understood that what she felt was real, not a dream or her imagination. „Just as the voices I've heard while coming back to my senses have been real! The voices of the idiots over there and this stinky scent of mold."
Saying this, SolHi wasn't delirious because of the cold or after being drugged to be taken from in front of the casino. She clearly saw people in front of her. SolHi also heard them talking, laughing, and joking, apparently about her, even if she didn't understand the meaning of those words. Yes, there were about seven idiots in that warehouse, Chinese apparently, while she was tied off a chair, in the middle of that room, which seemed to be an abandoned warehouse again. SolHi even felt her bones slowly cracking when she moved to chase the numbness away.
„Damn idiots!" SolHi growled in her head, suddenly closing her eyes, afraid that her attackers would realize she was awake. She wanted to pretend to be asleep even if she was as awake as she had never been before. All that bothered her was that she understood nothing of what they spoke in Chinese. More than that, SolHi couldn't understand two things: why an abandoned warehouse and why they brought her there. „A warehouse that seemed to have been used to keep animals before, judging by the stink. The stink of those cattle over there, I have the feeling," SolHi chortled, thinking she made a good joke.
Well... the joke was good for sure. Nevertheless, „Where the hell are the others?" She wondered when she remembered that nobody had come to rescue her. „Or what? Have they decided to leave me alone here, to handle this on my own? Or... don't tell me, has Han DooSan decided to get rid of me this way? If this is so, then... Han DooSan, you are definitely looking for the devil! Why? Because you won't get rid of me not even if I'm dead! Why? Because I'll hunt you like the cat hunts the mice, and I swear you'll regret that you are still alive!"
Yet, even though SolHi was ready to curse DooSan for all the bad things that happened to her in her life, she had to leave this for later when she spotted a movement in front of her. Squinting while looking over there, because that stinky smell of sweat was damn unpleasant and made her want to vomit, SolHi saw a chubby guy. He seemed to be Chinese as SolHi thought while staring at him, and this bothered her... not because he was Chinese, but his manner of being. What bothered her more than that was to see him chewing that gum. And, on top of that, the idiot dared to look into her décolleté, one that wasn't too big, but still one that was beautifully outlined through that white shirt she was wearing under the parka. Well, she wore it under the parka until she'd been caught by those idiots because, at that moment, the parka was on the ground, not that far from her.
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INSIDE MONSTER. THE FUGITIVE.
Mystery / ThrillerDooSan's POV: „Only pain has been close to me in the last year. Pain and agony at the same time, something that often makes my head crack because of so many questions that don't have an answer, but which still make my soul bleed. Yes, I can't feel d...
