Fabre in Sacheon’s Tang

Inside the cave, a storm of madness raged—not just between individuals, but across species.

The thick scent of coriander, a pheromone released by the parasites, filled the air. But instead of that stifling, pungent aroma, all I could smell was the faint sweetness of something else.

Unlike the chaos behind us, here, there was only the quiet embrace of a man and a woman.

Or rather, Hwa-eun was the one clinging to me.

She had latched onto me the moment the horrifying screams and the writhing mass of parasites started their grim ritual.

So this is why people say to take a date to a horror movie.

For the first time, I truly understood the wisdom of the ancients—why they encouraged couples to go watch scary movies together.

A part of me wished this moment would last a little longer.

But unfortunately, my wish was not granted.

The sickening sounds behind us—the writhing, the grotesque slapping, the gasping—abruptly stopped.

Too soon.

Why are they so fast!?