Hotel Del Luna

Meeting Jang Mal Wol

Everything around him was no longer plain and rather dark. In fact it was bright, huge and had chandeliers made of pure diamonds everywhere. The furniture were all posh and definitely did not look cheap. There were two massive, red carpeted staircases in the middle and on one of the staircases was a gorgeous woman with long, black hair, covered with lace, silk and jewelry waiting for Koo Chan Sung. She was of course, Jang Man Wol.

"Koo Chang Sung?"She purred with a huge, kind smile(She was however not as kind as she looked).

"Y-yes t-that's me."Chan Sung stammered, wide eyed. 

"I have been waiting for you for a long time." She droned on.

"O-oh. W-why have y-you been waiting?"Chan Sung continued to stammer.

"Stop stammering, Mr Third Choice." Mr Ji who was standing next to him, smiling pleasantly hissed. 

"Come with me please."Man Wol ordered nicely to Chan Sung, glaring at Mr Ji for calling him Mr Third Choice.

"Sure!"Chan Sung (finally) smoothly answered and followed her up the stairs, mouthing 'Mr Third Choice'. 

"So Mr Third- I mean Koo Chan Sung. I have called you here to inform you that you have been chosen to be the manager at this hotel!"When Man Wol said"this", she threw her arms out, enthusiastically. 

"Well, by the looks of it, this hotel is very posh and nice. But i'm sorry to say I cannot accept this job opportunity, though I am pleased."Chan Sung regretfully answered.

"May i ask WHY you cannot work HERE?"Man Wol disrespectfully asked, starting to get pissed at this third rejection.

"Well, you don't even know me and I already have a job at another hotel that is very important to me and third, I just returned from a 3 year holiday at the US. I don;t know HOW you knew I was back today because the letter CAME today and I was to COME today." Chan Sung also disrespectfully replied, slightly annoyed at this woman's lack of respect.

At this, Man Wol grimaced and pursed her lips. 

"Well, how selfish of you! Let me first explain things about this hotel!" Man Wol cried, her face going blotchy. 

"Go ahead and I might seriously consider this job."Chan Sung answered, amused at Man Wol's reaction.

"I should tell you, this hotel is very special. Only the ghosts of the dead people must stay here and head to the bridge to the afterlife. You will be the one directing these ghosts around. Don't worry, only good ghosts are allowed to come here. So, what do you say?" Man Wol hopefully questioned and suddenly blew into his face. 

"Ugh! What did you do to my eyes?"Chan Sung groaned as he felt a dart of sudden pain in his eyes.

"Oh that? It won't hurt soon. It's a gift from me. You can now see ghosts." Man Wol casually muttered. 

"WHAT! REMOVE THAT SPELL NOW!" Chan Sung shrieked, madly.

"Come with me if you want to be safe. It won't be bad." Man Wol ignored his scream and stood up.

"Where are we going now?"Chan Sung inquired furiously.

"Oh, outside. To see some ghosts,"Man Wol dramatically whispered.