Jimin sits alone in a decrepit old house, the walls peeling and the paint cracking. The energy is heavy, as if all the past misery and pain has left its imprint on the walls. He can feel the darkness surrounding him, the ghosts of the past whispering in his ear. The demons are calling out to him, tempting him with power and wealth, but he knows that these are false promises. He is haunted by the ghosts of his past, the mistakes he made and the decisions he can't take back