Bzzt… Bzzt… The lights in the large tent at the peripheries of the area around Gonjiam Asylum flickered wildly to the horror of the personnel gathered within.

One of the men dressed in camouflage raised his head and glanced at the time. It was midnight.

Just a little while ago, the entire tent… No, rather, the Gonjiam Asylum, together with all areas enclosed within the perimeter and the outposts and sentry towers around saw their lights flickering wildly. Obviously, there was no wind, but the hanging lights in the central tent still swayed back and forth eerily, as though it were beckoning to them - Go! Leave this place! Leave, before it’s too late!

Unfortunately, they couldn’t leave.

The ones who remained behind were five middle-aged men, all of whom were dressed in their military colours and proudly wore the emblem of the LSD on their chests. One of the men looked up at the light and muttered hoarsely, “It’s begun…”

“There’s going to be chaos here in Gwangju City tonight…”

“But that’s not something we’ve got to worry about.” One of the men grunted, “Our duty is to keep watching. No matter what happens, someone needs to keep track of what happened tonight for the benefit of all future generations.”

“How’s the situation downtown?”

“Evacuation is in progress, but… It’s already night-time, and I’m afraid it’s not easy. Besides… we don’t know just how widespread the supernatural outbreak is going to be tonight…”

Just then, he suddenly froze and shot to his...