"Y-you will regret th-this! My brothers will h-hunt for you!"
When dawns bring with them murders, will the murderer be caught? Case be cracked?
Kim Namjoon, the Commissioner of police, takes upon himself to find the murderer as his mentor becomes a...
The calm as well as creep that the night time has is unexplainable. Staying alone under the moonlight is one of the most serene feeling, until you hear incoherent noises around. Sitting at the shore is as calm, until you start feeling eyes on you and no one is around. A long ride in the chilling breeze is pure bliss, until a random vehicle follows you for even a couple minutes. But these all scenarios are when you are not at home.
One should feel safe in his own home, with all doors locked, security at the door, cameras all around the house and on top having a licensed gun and being a cop, right? But he didn't. His instincts were screaming to be alert of some unknown threat.
It had been the same since couple weeks, from the day he thought he saw a face that he never imagined to see again. He was not even sure if he saw correctly because the face had disappeared in a snap. It was not even caught in his camera even though it all happened right in front of one. So he thought it as his hallucination and brushed it off. But today, the terror was at its peak.
He was drowned in thoughts when his butler called him to inform that he was done for the day and was leaving. He simply nodded and the butler left. He saw the time, it was minutes past 10. In an usual note, he must be sleepy by now. But today it was nowhere around the corner. He decided to kill some time watching a movie.
The movie had started about 30 minutes back but his eyes were just staring at the screen. He couldn't focus on it even a bit. Every scene he saw shifted itself into the bloodied face of the innocent boy pleading them to leave him. He recalled how his face contorted in pain as they tortured him to open his mouth.
Every sound from the movie rang in his ears as "You all will pay for these! My brothers will hunt you for me!" in his stuttering voice. He couldn't do it anymore and put off the movie.
He made a call to someone, requesting them to come to his house the next morning, as early as they could. He saw the time to be just a few minutes past 11, but sleep was far yet. He had figured that the only way to get some relief from the haunting thoughts was to open up to someone and so he called a trusted person. But now that he had asked them to come, he pondered what to say, where to start, how to explain..
Should he start from his son's kidney failure 7 years back and his failed surgery? Or the illegal transplant he arranged for him? Or how he was being threatened since then to support them? He honestly didn't know. He knew the desperation to save his only son had costed him everything in his life, but there was no turning back now. In fact he felt like being at the end point.
His already high paced heartbeat took an even higher leap, when he saw him standing right in front of him, in his own home. He could recognise the boy, even though he had his face hidden behind a mask. He had seen the same siren eyes pleading, then accusing but now it was menacing. He couldn't move from his place even though he wasn't bound.
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He didn't know how much time had gone by. He remembered fainting in between the punching session the intruder had, with him being tied to his staircase railing. When he opened his eyes, he felt blood trickling down his face and from his nose. He found himself on his sofa, untied and free. From the burning pain in his chest and abdomen, he was sure more than a couple ribs were broken. His shoulder was throbbing too. Hearing the patter of heels, he looked up, only to be met up with same siren eyes, now filled with the slightest of satisfaction.
The figure took slow but steady steps towards him and took seat on a chair beside him. He took off the mask and spoke in his deep voice, "I know you were forced, but still you could have resorted to truth long back, Park. Be glad you will have the easiest of deaths!"
He heard the words clear and at the same time felt the numbness spread in his system, as the boy struck a needle in his left arm. Soon his eyes felt droopy and all his senses started shutting down. The last thing his eyes could capture was the boy's smirk, silently letting him know that this was the start of the doom. The hunt had began.
Just as he told.
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