There’s no way Lee Sa-young is here.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

I know.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

But I couldn’t stop my feet, which were running on their own. Uijae, almost as if possessed, chased after the presence of Lee Sa-young. It was deep within, past many long corridors and several flights of stairs. There were no people in sight, probably because of the gathering happening somewhere else.

Finally, he reached a hallway filled with iron bars, eerily similar to the one he had seen at Prometheus’ base.

“……”