A throwing knife strikes your side, and another right after. To your body, hopped up on adrenaline and the knowledge of certain death, it feels like a light sting. You have to keep running. You can't take much more, but you can't stop. You try to weave out of the way, as Ji-Woon gives a delighted little chuckle, tossing another knife in your direction. It barely skims your cheek, leaving a cut in its wake. While you're relieved it didn't pierce the back of your skull, you know that he has more.

You run into a ruined building, a small shack, hoping for some cover. Down into the basement you descend, desperately trying to lose the Killer. You can't hear him, and he hasn't thrown a knife at you in a while, so you hide in a corner of the basement, shaking and pulling a small blade out of your side. It's agonizing. The basement is eerie. Four hooks hang central to the room, prepared for sacrifice. There's a constant low, droning hum, signifying the presence of the Entity.

THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.

You hear boots meeting each step as Ji-Woon enters the basement shortly after you, resting his bat on his shoulder, humming a tune to himself as his yellow gaze surveys the room. His eyes land on you. "진짜? You don't even have the sense to hide properly?" His lips curl up into a sadistic smirk. Ji-Woon raises his free hand, revealing a handful of throwing knives. "Maybe I should turn around and count to ten?" The Killer mocks you, his eyes narrowing as he inspects your wounds from across the room. Precious, wonderful art, and you'll only be more beautiful once he's done.