Murder Case At Inwang Market 2

"Like I care."

He gave him the middle finger before walking away. But, alas, instead of backing down, the manstarted to follow him.

"Hey, don't you want to know why your parents had to die so tragically? Don't you want to know how they died, how they'd shrieked in agony right before their fateful deaths?!"

Zeha couldn't quite decipher the man's tone. It sounded like he was mocking his parents'

death. Yet, it also sounded as though he was criticizing Zeha for forgetting about them.

"Oh, wow. Really? That's so terrifying"

"Inwang Mountain. There's a secret about your parents there"

Inwang Mountain.

Zeha furrowed his brow. But since he had his back turned to the man, he pretended to be

unaffected.

"Well, I'm not into hiking" He shrugged nonchal antly.

"Zeha"

The call of his name made Zeha stop in his tracks.

He turned around and glared at the man. The man smirked, revealing his clean set of teeth.

"I see that I have your attention now" he hummed, "Do you want to know why know your

name?"

"Well, there are many ways you can find that out. I mean, it's not as if it's some super secretive personal information. I mean... To think that you've gone out of your way just to find out the name and address of a handsome young man like me... Are you, by any chance, a stalker? Or a perv?

The man scrunched up his nose.

What was that?

At that moment, Zeha sensed that the man wasn't human.

He exuded an aura that Zeha had never felt before.

He shuddered at the thought of the man morphing into a ferocious beast and sinking his sharp

fangs into his neck at any second.

"Do you remember that your mother was a shaman?"

The man stepped forward.

Zeha willed himself to stand his ground.

But he couldn't help but take a step back by reflex.

"Have you forgotten about how you and your parents had lived near the Beom Rock of Inwang Mountain?"

The Beom Rock of Inwang Mountain.

I remember

Zeha remembered his father sitting in front of the Beom Rock with him on his lap as he

hummed a song to him.

He remembered his father running his fingers through his soft hair.

His gentle touch.

Father..

Zeha remembered how he, still in his father's arms, had turned his head to see his mother

smiling faintly at him.

Her eyes were always filled with affection whenever she looked at him. Zeha remembered just how happy he had been.

It was at that moment when he remembered.

"Run!"

His father had shouted.

"Zeha!"

That was the last word that he had heard his mother utter. Memories of his early life flashed

before Zeha's very eyes as the voices of his parents echoed throughout his mind.

How did I forget these memories?

Seeing conflicted emotions welling up in his eyes, the man took another step forward.

This time, Zeha didn't step back.

The man whispered,

"Hey, the weather's dlear today. Why don't you head to Beom Rock? Find out the truth about

your parents. Do it for yourself"

He then turned around.

"Hey, you!"

By the time Zeha came back to his senses and stretched out his hand, the man was gone.

Zeha was feeling so overwhelmed that he didn't notice how the man was unbelievably fast for a

human.

The sudden surge of memories from his past completely disoriented him.

What was that scream?

Why did Mother call out to me so desperately?

There were millions of questions racing through Zeha's mind. Just then, his phone dinged.

Zeha cleared his throat to compose himself before checking his phone.

[January 16, Lunar Calendar]

The anniversary of my parents' death.

Is it just a coincidence for a strange man to show up and talk about my parents' death on this very day?

No, it can't be.

...To Be Continue...

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