chapter 3

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that bastard, whoever that decided to lock me up in this shit hole, refused to give me food.

i kicked everything i could

the floor, the wall

i even banged my ass against all these things.

but only the same computer-like laughter echoed throughout the game.

" sorry chani, but there's no way out unless that true per- "

" and what if that true person really finds me and guesses whatever bullshit theory you made up in this stupid game? are you going to set me free? "

out of nowhere, a flying fist punched my face and my nose bled.

the bloody waterfall was filled even more when i was kicked and stripped of my shirt.

an invisible soul, whoever it was, was doing this i could tell.

but how

or why

would he want to trap me in this game, especially on this computer

where i game all the time? did i sin?

youngbin hyung, wherever you are...

please...

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