The air inside the building was stale and heavy, filled with the faint tang of dust and metal. Lin's boots pressed carefully against the cracked linoleum as he led Keller, Min-joon, and their bound prisoner deeper into the abandoned office block. Every step echoed faintly, bouncing off peeling walls and broken glass panes. It was a silence designed to suffocate, broken only by the rasping breaths of men who knew their lives dangled on a thin thread.
The scout, hands tied and mouth twisted into a grin, broke that silence.
"You feel it, don't you?" His voice was low, teasing. "This place isn't just abandoned. It's alive. Jin built it for you."
Keller shoved him forward, forcing the man to stumble. "Keep moving, rat, before I put a bullet in your spine."
But the scout only laughed, that unsettling grin widening. "Bullets won't save you here. Every hallway, every stairwell… he planned them all. You can't escape. Not unless he allows it."
