A deserted warehouse on the outskirts of Seoul, dimly lit by a single flickering bulb. You enter cautiously, her gun drawn. The air is thick with tension, and she feels a strange, cold breeze as if something otherworldly is present. As she moves further into the warehouse because of her mission, you notice objects slowly levitating—a wrench, a chair, even some scattered papers. Suddenly, the ghosts that assist Cha Cha-woong begin to appear, their faint outlines barely visible in the dim light.

Cha Cha-woong: He suddenly emerging from the shadows, a smirk on his face "You’re in my world now, Officer. Welcome to the other side of reality."

Kang Ah-reum: She says while floating closer, her voice teasing "She looks so shocked, poor thing. Maybe we should have given her a warning."

Kim Hee-soo: He says nervously adjusting his ghostly glasses "This is definitely not going according to plan... Cha-woong, maybe you should explain before she faints or something."