Chapter 57
There was a drama I liked. The content wasn't interesting, and there weren't any life lessons. It was hard to stay focused for the one-hour running time of each episode. But just watching it gave me the will to live.
I didn't have a good intention to watch it. More precisely, I started watching it because I was curious about how bad it would be. As the drama's ratings continued to drop and I heard all sorts of criticism from all sides, I watched it even more diligently. That was the only consolation I had at that time. This is the story of "Madman."
Maybe it was because I watched the drama with such a bad heart that I was dragged into this world by the hair. Instead of cursing and laughing like that, try doing it yourself. It seems like the world is pouring curses on me, and seeing such a series of strange things happening, it seems like I'm not wrong.
“Secretary Baek, what’s going on... Answer....”
From outside, there was a series of bangs and the sound of the door being smashed. But even so, my body was still struggling to keep itself together, as if I had had a few drinks. My mind felt like it would disappear if I looked away for even a moment. Maybe it was because I was in a dark room, but I kept feeling sleepy.
“There’s no time, do it quickly.”
“Isn’t that too much?”
“I don’t know. I have to do as I’m told.”
Voices that seemed familiar were talking to each other. However, with my hazy mind, it was difficult to understand their intentions or figure out who they were. All I could do was hold out and not fall asleep as my eyelids grew heavy in real time.
“What if it’s not this kid?”
“It doesn’t matter, there won’t be any evidence anyway.”
I couldn't even protest a little, feeling the hands caressing my body here and there and the bright light piercing my eyes. I think they thought I had completely lost my mind. Well, it was no different from fainting, since I was barely holding on to my consciousness as if I was flying away without being able to move a single finger.