It was almost midnight by the time Kang Chan had come home. He had left his bloody jacket to Seok Kang-Ho.

“Is that you, Channy?”

When Kang Chan opened the front door of the apartment, Yoo Hye-Sook walked toward him. She looked worried.

“Huh? You haven’t slept yet, mother?” Kang Chan asked back.

“Yeah. Your dad isn’t feeling well.”

“He isn’t?”

“He’s taken medicine and is sleeping now, but his neck and back are apparently in a really bad condition. He told me he’ll go to the hospital tomorrow, but he can’t sleep deeply and he also keeps having sleep paralysis. Was he alright while he was with you?”

“Ah! Yes. He was fine earlier.”

Kang Chan roughly prevaricated his answer, hurriedly changed, then went out to the living room. Yoo Hye-Sook was sitting on the sofa.

“Please don’t worry too much. Let’s take him to the hospital tomorrow,” said Kang Chan.

“Okay, Channy.”

Yoo Hye-Sook looked at Kang Chan. She seemed drained.

“Right, I got a lot of calls today. People said that a horrible video about a knife fight or something has been uploaded, and they were asking...