6 hours.
6 hours waiting.
6 hours agonisingly slow
6 hours agonisingly slow, spent waiting.
That's the amount of time they had been left waiting.
That's how much time Haneul had been left in the dark, his head spinning with the numerous scenarios flooding in his head before he could finally catch a glimpse of movement from the closed door of the damned theatre look alike.
As soon as the weird lady had come out, her vest covered in blood as she took off the equally stained gloves, Haneul had rushed to her wanting to know the latest about Chang-ho.
Her face was contorted in a frown, but that seemed to be genuinely her only form of facial expression. Haneul did not bother to dwell on it much and waited for a reply.
"How is he?" He asked
The lady looked at him with cold eyes, without
