"Is it really Ah-yeon?"
Ji-hyun found it hard to believe. Je-yoon and the other two were hesitant as well; no one knew whether this was an illusion.
Ah-yeon nodded again, and only then did Ji-hyun say tearfully, "Charlotte was dragged into the room by a ghost. She's in that room!"
"Ah-yeon, can you save her?"
They had already seen what Ah-yeon could do. Though they still suspected that she might be possessed by a ghost, they had no other choice right now.
Hearing that, Ah-yeon followed their gazes toward the room behind them.
The room was deathly quiet, with cut marks beside the doorknob.
She stepped forward and tried pushing the door, but it would not open.
She then looked at Seong-hun, signaling for him to continue cutting the door open with the angle grinder.
Seong-hun hesitated. He shone his flashlight on the door and found that the gap was still filled with that strange, smooth blackness.
That meant the completely black eye was still staring intently at their group.
His heart immediately trembled.
Ji-hyun and the others were startled as well. They looked at Ah-yeon without speaking, but their attitude clearly asked: Did they really have to open it?
"Open it. Cut it straight through." Ah-yeon's expression did not change, remaining firm. "Don't worry. I'm here."
A lock of hair at the back of her head moved without wind.
Having received confirmation, Seong-hun gritted his teeth, took out the angle grinder, and continued cutting at the gap in the door where the eye seemed to be.
Clack!
The lock fell off, and Seong-hun hurriedly retreated behind Ah-yeon in fright.
Everyone warily stared at the closed rust-colored iron door.
Creak~
The door slowly opened a crack. The flashlight beam shone into the gap but did not pass through, as though