W Two Worlds (rewrite)

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'Who the hell are you?'

Oh Sung-Moo fell off his chair, completely terrified and out of his mind.

He stared as he saw those words flashed on the screen of his tablet just like what his daughter did the last time when she told him to stop.

Only that this time, it's from the monster and bastard himself.

He trembled.

How-?

Park Soo Bong was walking around the studio as usual, alone and all by himself.

Because of the events that took place yesterday night (and after being freaked out of the tablet right after seeing it working by itself) he turned it off and plugged it from the power extension, and he's relieve to see that it's not opening by itself, otherwise he would be out of his mind then and finally consider the studio as haunted.

Sighing out of boredom, he went to the kitchen to pour himself some coffee when the air was filled with a strong reek of beer.

He froze and his eyes went wide as he turned his head around, his ears perking as he heard footsteps nearing.

Panicking, his hand slip and let go of the ceramic pot that he's holding and went hysterical as he crouched down to pick up the broken pieces.