방 — 𝕮𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋.

The night. Cold and unusually quiet for Christopher. He ran through his former boss Seonmin's lab, searching for him with his eyes.
— Here you are, Chris.

The man said, his voice soft and monotonous. Christopher moved quickly closer, ready to draw his pistol, but stopped.

• Because?

He simply said that. Seonmin didn't respond immediately, he just turned to the blond man with a smile.
— How would I get your attention?

He glanced over Christopher's shoulder for a second, before looking back at the younger man.
— Who do you see behind me?

Christopher murmured, looking down at his shoes for a short period of time.
— An old friend. He wanted to see you.

Christopher didn't take long to turn around, only to see his deceased fiancé standing perfectly healthy in front of him.
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