The old alley, dim and heavy with the smell of decay, felt intensely silent. Yet in that silence, Noona began to hear the whispers again—clearer and deeper than before.
"Follow me… the first clue is closer than you think."
Noona walked along the narrow alley, following the whispers. The faint light reflected on the Khon mask in her hand. Silver energy surrounding her began to respond to the voice, guiding her toward a destination.
Suddenly, the silver shadows formed into the image of Irin, the girl she had seen in her dreams. The image was not mere reflection—it was like a record of memory. Irin looked at Noona and smiled faintly, as if aware of all the hidden truths.
Noona's heart raced. The whisper came again:
"The Mintra family… the truth begins here."
She felt a mysterious energy and traces of the past hidden along the alley. The silver light from the mask guided her to a small, old room, where she found an ancient notebook filled with symbols and traces of the Mintra bloodline's power.
Noona understood immediately—this was the first clue leading her to uncover the secrets of Irin and the Khon mask. Her journey was just beginning, but she felt certain that her power and heart would guide her forward.