The lives of five different men take a dark turn when they're each approached by Choi San, the enigmatic owner of 'The Garden'. A twisted playground where free will is an illusion and desires of the flesh is encouraged.
"I want to go to the ball Lee...
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III. Deranged • 10 hours before 'The Harvest'
TRIGGER WARNING
{Graphic depictions of violence ahead. Skip section between the ... if you want to.}
It was getting closer and closer to the time of the party and Hei-Ran had become jittery with excitement. She walked carefully across the large living room being mindful of the shards of glass that littered the floor from the window she had broken through. She was also wary of keeping her hands to herself so she wouldn't leave any fingerprints behind.
As she waited for the others to join her she relaxed in a recliner made of fine leather and enjoyed the AC for a change. Living outside in a tent in this heat had left her covered in sweat and made the grip of the knife in her hand slippery.
She could hear her the voices of her two accomplices bickering in one of the second story rooms while they frantically searched.
The place currently being ransacked belong to a Dr. Chul Lee. Now Dr. Lee was a distinguished plastic surgeon in his early forties with a wife and a dog and a mansion not far from where the Harvest would be held.
It was a beautiful estate that had been in his family for generations that spanned over three hundred acres and filled with all types of valuables that could make it a target for an ambitious burglar. From the priceless pieces of art adorning the walls to luxury sport cars in the garage this place was ripe for the picking... But this was no robbery.
No, Dr. Lee had something that Hei-Ran and her two accomplices desperately wanted and, in their feverish minds, was far more precious than any amount of money...
A way in.
The feeling that overcame her at the thought of being near him once again sent her mind spiraling. To think that before the end of the night they could finally be reunited...
She had to stop from touching herself at the thought. That was what he had done to her. He seeped into every part of her life and poisoned her until there was only thoughts of him and him alone. In her dreams and haunting her waking hours she fantasized about him. She longed to feel his touch, his lips, his tongue, his cock...
She wanted him so badly she'd kill for it.
Her gaze drifted over to the man in the chair as he groaned finally coming to. He blinked blearily, ball gag in his mouth and fresh blood smeared on his brow before he noticed the girl sitting across from him. His eyes went wide with panic.
