And another female was found dead in the streets of Seoul early morning. Police and investigators say the time of death was between 2:30 and 4 AM. This has been the eighth case of the mass serial killings by the new ag-
"Turn that off, it's ruining my dinner." Said a man sitting at a table.
"Heh, can't stand hearing stuff like that?" Responded another, standing near the television with a remote in his hand.
In a dark room shortly after sun set, two men were in the living room eating dinner. The lights were off and the only source of illumination came from the flashing of the television. Now turned off, the room went back to a grim darkness as the two continued.
"Yes, it's quite tragic to hear." He said in between his bites.
"But man, it's already been eight since the killings started?"
"Seems so."
sowoneul marhaebwa, ni maeumsogeh itneun...
"Oh, what a flashback! You like this group a lot don't you?"
"Yes, quite." He took another bite of his spaghetti.
"Which one is your favorite?" The standing man asked, turning the volume up a bit.
ni meorieh itneun isanghyungeul geuryeobwa...
"That one. The things I would do to her..." A devilish smile formed on his face while he continued eating, dripping some of the marinara out of his mouth.
"It's stuff like that that gives you a bad reputation." He joked.
"Reputation?"
"Remember the news report? They're calling you the new age 'Jack the Ripper' with everything you do similarly to him."
"They also got the amount of people I've killed wrong. It's far above eight women. Plus, I'm not picky like he is."
"For whom the bell tolls?"
"No matter who the person, break them and they're all the same."
A flash quickly sped by outside as a boom of thunder sounded off. Clouds gathered in the already dark sky as the night was about to graced by rain. An imminent premonition was answered when the sound of the door bell rang.
"You have guests?" The one standing asked.
"No. We're guests too, remember? Probably guests of the owners or passersby. Go open it, I'll turn the lights on."
"Business as usual?"
"Yes."
The two men prepared for the unknown guests at the door as if part of planned a routine. The one at the table quickly carried his plate to a different room before returning back, flicking on the lights to illuminate the dim area. In synchronicity, the other opened the door right as the man sat back down.
A storm was brewing outside as expected from the thunderous roars and pelting of the rain. The only sun to shine through were the two unexpected people that somehow made their way to this location.
"Oh...you're..."
"Sorry to bother you, but can we stay here for a bit? The storm hit us pretty hard and it's difficult to drive." A woman said.
"Sure, come on in. Hey, look who it is!
And another female was found dead in the streets of Seoul early morning. Police and investigators say the time of death was between 2:30 and 4 AM. This has been the eighth case of the mass serial killings by the new ag- "Turn that off, it's ruining my dinner." Said a man sitting at a table. "Heh, can't stand hearing stuff like that?" Responded another, standing near the television with a remote in his hand. In a dark room shortly after sun set, two men were in the living room eating dinner. The lights were off and the only source of illumination came from the flashing of the television. Now turned off, the room went back to a grim darkness as the two continued. "Yes, it's quite tragic to hear." He said in between his bites. "But man, it's already been eight since the killings started?" "Seems so." sowoneul marhaebwa, ni maeumsogeh itneun... "Oh, what a flashback! You like this group a lot don't you?" "Yes, quite." He took another bite of his spaghetti. "Which one is your favorite?" The standing man asked, turning the volume up a bit. ni meorieh itneun isanghyungeul geuryeobwa... "That one. The things I would do to her..." A devilish smile formed on his face while he continued eating, dripping some of the marinara out of his mouth. "It's stuff like that that gives you a bad reputation." He joked. "Reputation?" "Remember the news report? They're calling you the new age 'Jack the Ripper' with everything you do similarly to him." "They also got the amount of people I've killed wrong. It's far above eight women. Plus, I'm not picky like he is." "For whom the bell tolls?" "No matter who the person, break them and they're all the same." A flash quickly sped by outside as a boom of thunder sounded off. Clouds gathered in the already dark sky as the night was about to graced by rain. An imminent premonition was answered when the sound of the door bell rang. "You have guests?" The one standing asked. "No. We're guests too, remember? Probably guests of the owners or passersby. Go open it, I'll turn the lights on." "Business as usual?""Yes." The two men prepared for the unknown guests at the door as if part of planned a routine. The one at the table quickly carried his plate to a different room before returning back, flicking on the lights to illuminate the dim area. In synchronicity, the other opened the door right as the man sat back down. A storm was brewing outside as expected from the thunderous roars and pelting of the rain. The only sun to shine through were the two unexpected people that somehow made their way to this location. "Oh...you're..." "Sorry to bother you, but can we stay here for a bit? The storm hit us pretty hard and it's difficult to drive." A woman said. "Sure, come on in. Hey, look who it is!
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