"Eunjin."
A soft female voice brushed past her ears, and Eunjin suddenly opened her eyes.
The white cold air filled his body, and the first thing that caught his eye was the iron wall that was just a few feet away. There were bloody marks on it, cross symbols, countless layers of overlapping bloody handprints, and even scribbled and hasty words. "Help."
His eyes moved left and right. He was now lying flat in a small "iron box". The limited space made it impossible for him to move, and his body was covered with a thin cloth.
Eun-jin came to the conclusion that this was most likely a morgue.
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