Chapter 7: Something is broken
Eun-woo’s eyes flew open. Instinctively, he covered his nose and mouth with both hands and leaned against the wall. His eyes scanned the room desperately, alert for any threat.
A nauseating smell hung in the air, thick and pungent, like a mixture of rotten meat and rancid chemicals. It was so unbearable that for a moment he felt like he was going to vomit and had to clench his jaw to keep from giving in to the urge.
Where was that smell coming from?
He was choking on his own tongue. He fought back the spasms rising from his stomach, not wanting to vomit.
A cold sweat ran from his forehead to his back, soaking his skin. His heart pounded violently in his chest, and he could barely breathe. For a moment, he was convinced he was going to die.
"Eun-woo?"
Rhys’s voice cut through the crisis. His eyes shone with concern at Eun-woo’s condition. Without thinking, he stepped down from the metal plate and immediately approached him.
Eun-woo recoiled instinctively, shoving him away with force.
The smell... that repulsive, chilling aroma was coming from Rhys.
Although the Guide’s usual fragrance still floated faintly in the air, there was something much thicker and more nauseating clinging to his skin.
A growl escaped Eun-woo’s throat before he could stop it.