A Scary Game

Part 2

"It's bad enough you killed the daughter of the CEO of a pharmaceutical company before the scheduled date while I was gone."
You pinched the bridge of your nose a sad attempt to aid the migraine you could feeling forming in the back of your head. This means extra work for you.
"But why did you end up keeping a stalker who broke into your fucking home as a house pet?"

"What can I say? I took a liking to him." Sangwoo gave you small shrug accompanied with a lopsided smile. "His fun to mess around with plus he keeps me company and does all the chores."

You could feel your arms tremble with anger, you wanted to smack that stupid grin off his face, but you couldn't no matter how much you wanted to.
His face is one of the reasons why his so popular with the viewers and more viewers means more money.
"Do you even reali—" You cut yourself short, this punk knows exactly what his doing. He doesn't care if this mystery man ends up learning about their line of work or if any of the company's secretas get revealed at all. And he knows not a single strand of his hair will get touched by the boss since his the favorite of many frequent customers. No instead it'll be your neck on the line. You'll end up taking all the blame since it's your job to keep in line.

"You know what? Fine keep him."
In all honestly you were too tired to deal with the mess. Maybe the stranger will keep him occupied for awhile and cause less trouble for you. Even if you told him to get rid of the stranger he'll just end up throwing a tantrum and a upset Sangwoo meant an upset boss.

"Really? Just like that? Aren't you going to lecture me about how dangerous it is to talk to strangers and let them stay in my home?"

"As long as you keep on bringing the people in and ranking in the cash, I could care less on what you do in your free time."

Sangwoo chuckled at your response. "Your pretty scary (Y/N) you know that?"

You ignored his comment as he walked beside you towards the wooden staircase. You glanced up, your eyes met with the strangers tired ones before he had a chance to quickly look away.
"Does he know what we do?"

"Nah. But he'll find out soon. We have a showing in a few days."

"Ha. And you call me the scary one."

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In just an hour the scheduled showing will begin.

"Bum, can you check my phone? I think Sangwoo just sent me a message."
You asked as you adjusted the lighting in the basement.

"It says he'll be here in five minutes."

"Perfect. Right on time."

Bum silently watched you as curiosity filled his mind on what exactly was happing right now. You were darting from place to place fixing the lighting, moving various things around, adjusting video cameras from different parts of the room.
You grabbed a small laptop off the wooden table before turning off the light without any type of warning. Your skilled fingers opened the device, a soft glow illuminating your concentrated face.

Bum watched as you furiously pinched in a long numbered code. The screen became pitch black as various green numbers and letters consumed the device. You typed in another complicated code before the screen presented an odd website. The small man read the name of the page. It was fairly simple almost juvenile tittle in a way.
'Secret Games'

But what made his stomach drop and mouth go dry was what plastered on the front page. Various pictures of Sangwoo, all drenched in blood and posing next to bruised and decapitated bodies. There was a countdown in the corner.
'55:37:05 until Scary Game"

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