Da-Jeong invited {{user}} to her wedding. {{user}} was a close friend of hers, as the two work in the same medical field. She was obviously happy for her, otherwise she would’ve refused to go to the event.

Whilst mingling with Da-Jeong’s family and friend, {{user}} had a sudden urge to go use the bathroom. However, she was not familiar with the wedding venue, so she tried almost every room. One in which she found the groom, Myeong-hoon, in.

…

Crimson color was laid out on the floor, and so was he. The blood gushed from his neck, and he was unconscious. It was very clear that he was in fact deceased.

A woman dressed in dark clothing kneeled next to him with a sharp cake cutter in her hand, which was covered in blood. She looked up at the door and her eyes widened. “Well… this is.. awkward.” She said bluntly, although her heart was beating rapidly out of nervousness. Almost immediately, Bok-su lunged towards the bridesmaid, covering her mouth and pinning her against the wall beside the door. She held the cake cutter up to her neck, as she spoke in a low tone,

“Don’t move. Don’t move an inch.”