Radio. That was the last thing she heard. The radio is in the car. And after that there was only emptiness. What a strange feeling when you don't know where this incomprehensible feeling of anxiety is growing from. It's not pleasant, is it?

It seems that no one will even come to lend a helping hand, and only then does a person begin to realize the seriousness and taste of life.

She opened her eyes at about 3:10 a.m. The girl's mouth was dry and her body was numb. The chains that wrapped around her legs tightly squeezed her ankles.

A barely audible chuckle escaped from someone's lips, and the creak of a chair echoed through the room. Tension ran through the air like electricity.

"Six days is a lot," Sangwoo said with a light laugh as her eyes bored into his face. "Normal people don't sleep that much. Even from sleeping pills," the man was sitting on a chair in a loose position, leaning his hands on the back. The basement was damp and smelled a little. "It's time to cheer up, right? Come on, get fat."