Gunggi had been tracking the malice born from the nightmare lodged within me.

As a result, it had been revealed to Gunggi that someone harboring powerful malice could borrow the faces of Seong Guk eon and Yeom Junyeol, and that they wore a crow mask.

But I, Jo Eui shin, had succeeded in hiding the fact that I carried a nightmare.

Until just now.

‘How did he find me? How can he touch me and remain so calm? How….’

As the questions swelled, Gunggi tightened his grip as if confirming my existence and laughed.

The kindly, ecstatic laughter ringing by my ear clashed grotesquely with the horrific sensation of that hand, and only then did I barely regain my composure.