File:SKZ 03251620 (Under Reworking For Indefinite Time)

2016.06.19.

"Eight students from a high school have disappeared without notice from school and after days of searching they have been found dead in an abandoned facility buried deep in the forest. The case is currently being investigated. I will give over the word to Lee Beom Seok, reporting from the crime scene." Said the reporter on TV before it switching to the reporter on scene. "I'm reporter Lee Beom Seok on scene where the students have been found. The students have been reported missing by their neighbor who would like to stay anonymous. After school the students did not return to their home financed by their parents for the past consecutive days after skipping class and disappearing. The area is currently being investigated for further information. Allegedly the case will be investigated by Detective Ki-" as the reporter was speaking a loud scream was heard coming from inside, interrupting him. The camera zoomed in on the entrance where a police officer was running out then tripping debris, screaming at the other officers to retreat, saying the place was haunted. The camera turned back to the reporter who had introduced himself once again before it turning back to the studio picture.

After that the studio reporter has changed the subject and talked about other things that have been happening around the country and the world.

"Bah! Boring! Ghosts aren't real! And how the heck did they found out that it was going to be me that is going to investigate it? Which one of you son of a bitch told them?!" Detective Kim yelled in anger at her subordinates.

"We didn't say a word to them Detective Kim! You know what reporters are like today! They cling onto every little bit of information that they're going to find!" said her subordinate from the table across as he stood up.

Detective Kim looked around the room, spotting a co-worker of her being quiet about it. "It was you, wasn't it?" she spoke after she walked over to her to which the young woman became quieter and pulled her shoulders up. "Who hired you?" the young woman didn't answer. "It was Lieutenant Oh." She replied quietly looking at the table.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you." She replied and flicked her forehead making her flinch. "I will fire you if you do that again. I don't care whoever is a relative of yours that works as a reporter, no one is allowed to know. Understood?" she asked and the woman relied, "Yes Detective Kim..." she looked back down at the table and Detective Kim walked away back to her desk mumbling under her breath, "Fuckin interns... always fuck up everything." She sat back down and continued to do some paperwork that had to be done.

Later that day...

It was now late at night when Detective Kim decided to check out the place she will be investigating.

"This place is giving me chills..." she thought to herself as she shivered while walking down the path. As she walked deeper and deeper closer to the building she spotted a wandering circus or should I say, wandering amusement Park, next to it.

"What is this doing here of all places? It doesn't seem like a big group of people set it up here... it's falling apart. I wonder how long has this been here..." she thought to herself as she walked by.

As she turned towards the facility she heard squeaking sound coming from the direction of the carousel. As she turned to look she saw the swing move. It swung back and forth although there was no wind. "What the-" she took a step back turning towards the swing as it kept lightly swinging.

"Maybe they were right about this place being haunted... Let's check the inside and just go. Maybe I'll find something that will answer some questions." She thought to herself as she turned back towards the building and slowly walking inside. She opened the door with a loud creak coming from the rusted away hinges. "No. Totally not creepy." She turned on the flashlight and lit it down the hallway filled with debris from the collapsing roof and things such as rotten away files, books, broken furniture, glass and so on.

As she walked further in, steps echoing, watching her steps. "Those books must've belonged to the students." She thought to herself as she stopped for a moment kicking the debris off the book to the side and looked back up
and around.
As she looked down the way she wanted to go. She felt a breath on the back of her neck making her shiver and turn around to see nothing but darkness.

She was standing still, staring down on the hallway. "God please don't do this to me. Please tell me that wasn't a breath I felt on the back of my neck." As her guard fell down again for a moment after being sure that she is alone something fell behind her with a loud thud startling her once again.

She screamed as she got scared and turned around to find piece of rotten away furniture collapse and a vase that was probably on top shatter on the ground.

"Oh come on! Why does this keep happening! Why can't I have ONE, JUST ONE. Where no one tries to kill me?!"She yelled in anger and decided to turn around and leave.

She left the building and walked down the road back to her car as she noticed someone standing further down the lane. "Who the fuck is that and what the fuck do they want in the forest?" she thought to herself, looking confused as she got in her car and drove down the lane with the window pulled down so that she could talk to the person.

But as she drove down the lane, the person began to fade away more and more as the distance closed between them. "What the-" she thought to herself and stopped the car as the person disappeared into thin air.

She exited the car and walked to the front of it, finding a damp note from a text book on the ground.

"RUN."

"Run. Why should I run? Is this some kind of sick clue?" she thought to herself and looked off to her right. In the forest stood a pitch black figure.

As she looked closer, there appeared to be something... Something shiny in their hand... From afar, she couldn't make out what it was, but there was one thing she knew now about this place. Listen to what the notes tell you no matter what.