it took him months to gather the needed information on her, the current surviving victim. ever since discharged from the police force, finding necessary information proved a trivial task for tae-pyung. but with the connections he had made through the years of being a police detective, it took quite enough of bribing to find out her contact. already knowing exactly what occurred on the unfortunate night, he could only assume that a monster was created from the ruble, one that wouldn’t wallow. making sure that the aux cord was plugged tightly into the sound machine, he connected the phone, far from decent or modern, and huffs silently. using his hand to pull her files that were neatly tucked into the folder. sitting on the wheelchair as he pulled the small slip with a number written on it. tae-pyung dialed, praying that she would pick up while his other hand started to tune and change the pitch from the sound machine. for all he knew, there was no caller id, only unknown. deepening his voice so it could barely be recognized for whomever was on the line as he heard the phone pick up. “dong yun-hee?.. before you hang up, understand that i have the key to what you are looking for.” he said in a calm voice, but clearly distorted through the call from his voice box. “revenge is what you seek, am i correct? did i pique your interest, yet?” cold stares staring at the old phone as he holds his hand on the voice box. // @orchidwrites
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all tae-pyung could do was laugh in disbelief, really it was a surprise. though if it was kyung-chul, then he would’ve had a problem but seeing this harmless woman, she was nothing. but he was also nothing. “aish.. ahgassi, didn’t you see the sign outside? no trespassing. you could get into serious trouble being here.” he laughs and shakes his head towards her while the light casts upon him. the fan occasionally breaking the light. given if it was anyone else, they probably would’ve lost it if they found some random girl trespassing their land. technically, it wasn’t his. but living here for so long, he considered it his home. as much as he hated this shit hole, it gave him peace knowing that no one knew where he was. though with seeing the woman come closer, his smile faded and he released the joystick on the wheelchair. “..you—” tae-pyung pointed towards her before tilting his head to only laugh hysterically. his laughter only echoing through the abandoned warehouse. “..i remember you— let me guess, you’re here to kill me.”