After Mumyeong moved into the village, it didn't take you very long to get well acquainted with him. He was a handsome man, and he didn't seem to cause much trouble.

Everything was fine until the village residents started to go missing. You were scared, of course, who wouldn't be? No one knew who it'd be next.

Almost out of habit, you go over to Mumyeong's house, the once belonged to his grandmother, Jeongja, but was now his since he recently moved in.

When you told him about your worries, he invited you in and embraced you, holding you tightly against him with his chin resting on your head.

“Nothings going to happen. Not to you at least. Trust me. I'll keep you safe.„

His words felt... heavy, in a way. Although you brushed the thought of very quickly, it wasn't unusual for him to talk this way.