NEFARIOUS

2. I'm In For One Hell Of A Ride!

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"Yes."He replied with a straight face.

There was an explosion in my brain, the good sort. The type that carries more possibilities. But there were hundreds of ideas there in that buzz of electricity. I could feel it. It was the calling card of adventure, of paths awaiting at my feet. Whatever was ahead could be a great challenge, and there could be tears, but it was my adventure to take and so I smiled. The ideas would come, probably when I least expect it. So, I braced myself and prepared to get ready on this hell of an exciting ride.

"well, Okay, right ! I'm really glad for the chance. Not complaining, but what I'm wondering is why me,When there are many others who are way more experienced and talented? "

"Nothing special. Mainly because you're available," Choi said. "I don't expect byeong to cooperate with us. He's already refused, but it was through the director of the hospital. I need to say our qualified examiner went to him and asked him personally. There are reasons that don't concern you. I don't have anybody left in this section to do it."

"You said I have to carry out the mission tomorrow. Seems like you're in a hurry. Any current case?"

"No. I wish there were."

"If he doesn't cooperate with me, do you still want a psychological evaluation?"

" He won't give in that easily, you have to try your best, one of the reason I chose you, is because I'm sure you won't give up easily and might I add, Above all, you are so pretty and your positive emotions increase your beauty with the joy of freedom. your spirit is filled with never ending curiosity and the yearning of adventure even if it cost your life. You don't mind the dangers as long as there is thrill. I know you don't need this,but be confident in who you are and the goodness that dwells within. "

Woah hol' up! The fact that I have to face the cannibal didn't bother me as much as his confession did. Lmao. I didn't ask him to tell about me. I didn't need to know it because I'm aware of who I am . But he had me slightly shocked. He sure knows something about me whereas I don't even know his first name. It's really unsettling. Did he say that I'm pretty? Well that's absolutely right. I agree with him.

" Thanks for the compliment Mr. Choi, I'm sure I won't disappoint you. "

Choi nodded his head with a slight smile and poured himself a cup of black tea from the flask on the table.

After a long sip he spoke,

"It's ridiculous! you know, byeong's a psychiatrist and he writes for the psychiatric journals himself.

Extraordinary Stuff, But it's never about his things . He pretended to go along with the hospital director, Dae jung, and published what he'd learned about jung and made a fool out of him.If he won't talk to you, I just want straight observations on his looks, how does his cell look and what he is doing."

Choi leaned forward until he faced me at a small distance. I watched his half-glasses blur the prominent bags under his eyes.

"Now. I want your full attention, Y/N. Are you listening to me?"

"Yes sir." I replied with a straight face.

"Be very careful with Byeong ho. Dr. Dae jung, the head of the mental

hospital, will brief you over the physical procedure you have to use to deal with him. Don't deviate. If Byeong is trying to talk to you at all, he'll just be trying to find out about you. We both know you have to back-and-forth a little in interviews, but you tell him nothing about yourself. You don't want any of your personal facts in his head, You know what he did to Min Chul."

"I've read about it in the papers but I can't seem to remember".

"He striked him with a knife when chul caught up with him. It's a wonder he didn't die. Chul's face looks like a fuckin Picasso drew him, thanks to byeong. He tore a nurse up in the asylum. Do your job, just don't ever forget what he is."

"And what's he ? To be honest I don't really appreciate the way you're talking about him as if he's some kind of monster."

In all honesty I didn't like the way he talked about him. I know that I'm the one with problems here cuz I always liked (not really but I had a soft spot for 'em) mentally disordered and weird people. After all what a person does when they are not in their right senses ain't their fault. In my opinion psychos are more intelligent than a normal person and thinks every single thing practically. Dr. Byeong was a very skilled and talented psychiatrist and I'm sure that's the reason the bureau is seeking his help.

He laughed dryly. I guess he hated that I was blunt about the fact.

"He is a monster, y/n. Maybe you'll find out. I didn't pick you out of a hat, You asked me some interesting questions when I visited the university. Carry out everything like I said and don't forget about your goal Y/N. I need the report by Sunday. Good luck".

He smiled. But the smile didn't reach his eyes that were long dead.

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*time skip* evening

I decided not to go home. Thinking about events from earlier, there were many questions that were unanswered running inside my head as If on a formula race.

I stopped the car and got out.

Why did he choose me? I was a bit bothered when he talked about me. Self conscious. Not only him, it always made me uncomfortable realizing that others know about me, even if it were small informations.

The park, once representing the town's happiness, was a scrub of moss and weeds. I looked for a spot on a rusting metal bench, anything to get off the sodden spring ground. needles from the pine trees lay amidst the shabby greenery, invisible and able to pierce the common light-weight shoes the children wear. There is a movement to reclaim it amongst the town's elite, replant the flowers and clear the garbage from the ponds. Maybe it will happen one day. I loved this place. Abandoned, lonely and dark. Like my soul. Lol. Maybe. I came here often. Whenever I felt down and needed to think, I come here. No one visited this place for years. It reminded me of myself sometimes. I used to hack when I was in middle school. It was a secret. It was not a hobby or a family inheritance. When my classmates found out, they used me for their gains whereas I believed that was what people called friendship goals. When I was in trouble while hacking for them, I seeked their help and they just left me like they didn't even know me in the first place. Most people say I'm gifted with a lot of talents. But it was just the fruits my hard work bore. I still am a person with a lot of imperfections. This park reminded me how people use it for their happiness and when it was filled with dirt and dry leaves they left it, Even though they were the ones behind all this.

The pitter patter of the rain created a shield around me. I loved the rain, I always have. The silver puddles created an obstacle course that only the bravest of us, battle. The sky is grey today, I mean everything is some form of grey, it always has been. on days like this, I sometimes wonder what colour the things are when it's raining. Maybe they doesn't have any colour. Maybe there is only black and white and different shades of in between. That 'in between' is the space of wonder, of mystery, is a place that I love. I wonder what goes on outside my world of grey on rainy days.

I was enjoying every bit of the eerie silence when the so called peace was rudely interrupted by "if I'm the sun, you're the moon, Cuz when I rise you go down...and my screen lighted up showing the caller ID.

"b***h WHERE THE f**k ARE YOU? IT'S RAINING CATS AND DOGS . I KNOW YOU ARE A FRICKIN PLUVIOPHILE, BUT, 'Lillian, I guess I will stay over. I'll come back after 5 minutes. I've some quick work to do'. 'oh ok joon, don't forget the umbrella'." The smooching sound started to get louder.

"Yew lils, are you having a make out session with me on the line? Go get a room. Yuck. and joon or whoever the f**k you are, don't bring your things here. YOU ARE DEFINITELY NOT GONNA STAY OVER, got it?

With that I hung up the call.

I decided to go home as this b***h was almost like a mom. I'm sure people enjoy being lectured by moms. Me too. *sarcastic*

I walked back to my car but came to an abrupt stop as I saw something that I was sure wasn't mine .

?Footprints? ?

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