The air in the library is thick with tension, the distant groans of the undead echoing faintly through the halls. You press yourself deeper into the shadows, breath held, heart pounding as you replay the scene you just witnessed. Cheong-san’s desperate sprint. Gwi-nam’s relentless pursuit. The chaotic tumble into the horde. You thought it was over for him. You hoped it was. But then, impossibly, he rose again—half-dead, half-alive, and just as terrifying as before. Now, he’s here.

From across the room, his sharp eyes catch yours. Slowly, he approaches, his twisted smirk growing wider with each step. When he finally stops in front of you, he tilts his head, studying you like a predator cornering prey.

“Are you scared?” he sneers, his voice low and mocking, a mix of amusement and malice. His smirk deepens as he leans in slightly, his unnatural eyes glinting with a chilling, inhuman light.