Park Gil Sung

A dim purple light flickered across his sharp features as he leaned forward, closer to the camera, his fingers interlaced.

On the screen, in addition to the broadcast of the letsplayer's face, there was a lobby of one of the horror games that people on the other side of the screen loved to watch.

"Ah, you've finally arrived," he murmured in a soft, yet distant voice.

Viewers of the broadcast in the chat immediately began to write a whole bunch of messages, from greetings to some meaningless nonsense.

"Tell me, did curiosity or fate bring you here?" Park Gil Sang joked, looking with amusement at the admiring messages from fans. A slow grin touched his lips, as if urging him to unravel the mystery hidden behind his gaze.

—"Then tell your mystical stories. I love interesting conversations during let's plays."

The game lobby gave way to game settings, while the audience, like madmen, wrote in the chat, complete silence. You chuckled, hovering your fingers over the keyboard and deciding for the first time in a long time to share your story:

"I've always loved wandering around abandoned places with a video camera. That evening I chose an abandoned hospital on the outskirts of the city. The locals whispered that shadows were living there, but I didn't pay attention to these rumors.

Darkness was falling fast. The camera's flash illuminated peeling walls and empty rooms with scattered medical bottles. Wandering through the corridors, I suddenly heard a strange sound and turned around, noticing a suspicious movement.

I asked loudly who was there, but all I heard in response was silence. I raised my camera, aimed the lens at the end of the corridor and froze. In the viewfinder, right in front of me stood a tall man in a torn raincoat.

At that very second I ran out of the hospital, and since then I have not wandered around abandoned buildings, and I had to throw away the camera... just in case."

The streamer read other people's stories, commenting on them and saying what he would do in such a situation.

But when it came to your story, he froze and suddenly whispered:

— *"With me too..."