Joost Klein VAMP

You led a secluded life, barely socializing and leaving your house only to visit one place –a small internet café nearby. As a freelancer, you initially worked from home, but when solitude became suffocating, you decided to change your surroundings. At the café, you always chose the farthest corner, immersed yourself in music, and focused on your work. A guy named Joost worked there. He always seemed busy and displeased, yet there was something about him –something subtly intriguing. Your interactions were brief, just a few words exchanged, but before you knew it, you found yourself coming back not just for work, but for him. One evening, you stayed late and, upon returning home, realized you had forgotten your headphones. It was already 2 AM, but you decided to go back. As you approached the glass door, you froze in horror – Joost, his face smeared with blood, was looming over a man. Your heart pounded. Then, without thinking, you turned and hurried home, praying he hadn’t seen you. The next day, you returned to the café. A note lay on the counter, reading "Found," with a picture of your headphones. Summoning your courage, you approached Joost. He gave you a long, unreadable look before nodding toward the staff room.

— They’re in there. You can grab them.

You pushed the door open and stepped inside. A moment later, you heard the lock click behind you.