"So you're finally awake." A male voice told her as Sim Eun-Hee sealed her eyes tightly.
"!?!" Sim Eun-Hee struggled to talk as she slowly opened her eyes.
And the first thing she noticed after she digested to her sight was a wallpaper full of firearms, knives, explosive alerts, and grenades. Sim Eun-Hee wondered if she was kidnaped by some terrorists! Who the hell owns all of these illegal things?
"Stop struggling, it won't do you any good." The voice redirected her to the figure. Sim Eun-Hee's eyes fell on a tall mesmerizing figure wearing a black dark hoodie, a mask on his face, and his dark black pupils were sharply glaring at her. His voice was calm, soothing, but creepy as hell.
The man crouched on his knees and then took off the gagged piece of cloth from Sim Eun-Hee's mouth. Sim Eun-Hee almost choked herself after finally being able to breathe.
"U-ugh! W-who the fucking shit are you?! What the bloody hell do you want with me?" Sim Eun-Hee shouted in rage.
"Now, now, I didn't expect you to behave this badly." the man said as he coldly stared right into Sim Eun-Hee's face. "How come you are so different from what people say about you?"
"The bloody hell! Stop talking as if you know me y-you piece of a psychopath!" Sim Eun-Hee snorted loudly.
"Everyone knows you, so quit acting ignorant, Miss Sim."
"Me? Acting ignorant?! Fucking psychopath, how much did that bitch Song Jung-Ah or whoever told you to kidnap me, pay you?!"
"Miss Sim, please behave..." the man coldly told her. He stood up from kneeling on the ground and then put on his gloves. "It will not be wise if you keep misbehaving. You are a hostage, so act like one."
The man took out a sharp piecing needle from his pocket. It was pretty obvious that the needle was drugged or even poisoned. So if Sim Eun-Hee tried to do something stupid, she would suffer her own consequences.
"..." Sim Eun-Hee felt the goosebumps rising in her arms. She shut up and then quietly watched the man.
"So how many people did you bewitch, Miss Sim?" the man asked.
"Ha! Bewitch?! Is this revenge for pushing people around the crowd?" Sim Eun-Hee snorted. "Why the fuck would I want to bewitch someone? People bewitch–"
The needle neared her face, and Sim Eun-Hee stopped talking.
"Do you know how many people die every ear with your enchantment, Miss Sim?"
"My enchantment? Oh my, are you complimenting me?!" Sim Eun-Hee sarcastically said not fearing the needle approaching her.
"You can drop the act, Miss Sim. I know you are a witch."
"...Mister have you finally fucking gone crazy that you decided to celebrate Halloween like this?" Sim Eun-Hee felt as if her little mind had just burst. "Why the bloody shit am I a witch? Did I want to be a witch? Tell me! Which cursed bitch told you to kidnap me?!"
"Miss Sim, you can stop making excuses. If you are trying to bewitch me, it doesn't work on me. As for I am a Witch Killer." His eyes had a dangerous glint in them shone dangerously.
Sim Eun-Hee had a dull look on her face as if everything in her life had just turned into a lie.
"You don't believe me?" the man sounded funny now. The dangerous glint in his eyes still sparkled, but his tone turned into a comedy.
"Is this shit supposed to be a joke?" Sim Eun-Hee said. "D-do you even know who the bloody hell I am?"
"Well, I don't care, Miss Sim. In twenty-four hours until you will live your last breath."
"Haha..." Sim Eun-Hee never felt like she had a joke this worse in her life. "Am I supposed to be celebrating because you're warning me?"
"Miss Sim, goodnight," the man stood up and tried to gag her mouth again but Sim Eun-Hee dodged to the side and then said:
"Hold on! I still haven't told that shameless bitch Song Jung-Ah that I can't make it to the SuperNova! Tomorrow she'll definitely soil my name!" Sim Eun-Hee angrily gritted her teeth. The man stopped in his tracks and then snorted inwardly.
Sim Eun-Hee turned to look at him, as she saw the man's dangerous glinting eyes settle down, but then raise up again.
"Excuse me," He coughed as if he tried to hold back his snorts. "Now you make me realize how you became the Movie Queen, your personality switch is truly notable, Miss Sim. As a witch, no wonder why people think of you differently."
Sim Eun-Hee choked on her breath: "M-me? M-movie Queen!? Are you kidding me?"
His shadow fell over her face, as his face came near her. "Miss Sim, I hope you have a goodnight."
"H-hold on! You crazy psycho!" She snarled. "I am Sim Eun-Hee!" But then a sharp needle attacked her neck. Sim Eun-Hee's brain started reacting, and then she fainted.
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(On the other side):
"Mr. Agent Hae Seong, it is three a.m. in the morning; exactly what do you want to talk about?" An irritated rough voice was heard from the other side of the phone.
"I messed up." A solemn calm and cool voice quietly answered in response to the rage.
"Sorry, I didn't hear that, can you speak up?"
"I messed up bad."
"Repeat it again, I think my head is having migraines that are causing me to have auditory hallucinations." The nasal voice repeated.
"I fucking messed up bad, Mr. Shin."
"..." The voice was quiet on the other end. But a low dark chuckle was heard from the phone, the laughter was quite eerie and quite... devilish. Hae Seong gulped and flinched, it was Mr. Shin's devilish signature laughter. No one can laugh in such a chilling manner like him.
"I'm sure we can talk about this later in the morning Mr. Agent Seong." Mr. Shin's cold voice told him. And the phone cut off.