DIALOGUE C

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I nervously drummed my fingers against the car door. Anxiety ran through my whole body as a mental clock ticked inside my mind, counting the minutes left before I see you once again.

You weren't the same person as you were before. You weren't the same person I've met on that very day. It turned out I was completely wrong.

Who you were on the first day we met was a mask so realistic, you were able to toy me like a marionette. Who you really were was far from the person I've come to know of.

You were a stranger, and a deadly one on that note.

The clearing of someone's throat snapped me back to reality. I blinked, noticing that the driver was finally in his seat.

"Where to?"

This was it.

"Daegu Mental Institution."

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