The Lost Hunter
The Lost Hunter Detective Jin-Chul snatched the drawing from the young man's hand. He must have gone completely insane by now: the murder of a criminal, shadowy ant-like monsters, and Sung Jin-Woo in the middle of this whole mess. Did he really expect the high schooler to explain any of this to him? Maybe I didn't become crazy, I'm just plain tired and haven't had my second morning coffee yet. He thought as he walked down the stairs towards the building's exit. “Goodbye, old friend,” he heard the boy say goodbye to him. He managed to get down to the mezzanine by the window, when it suddenly hit him. It was as if he had been swept away by a tidal wave, or suddenly found himself in the middle of a hurricane. He gasped in surprise and dropped to his knees. The whole life of his past self flashed before his eyes. “Chairman!” shouted Jin-Woo, but Jin-Chul wasn't able to respond to the call. He felt, how Sung run up to him and look into the mysterious blue of the boy...