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In the dark room, the pasty faced youth had been kept locked up, isolated from everyone else. There were no windows nor any signs of sunlight. There was only a table and a chair in the middle of the room with a single white light right above his head. The light was only illuminating his torso but the rest of the room was kept dark and silent. The isolation would have made any person anxious and jittery.

But not him. He was not feeling lonely nor scared. There was not a single ounce of fear left in him. It was an alien feeling to him. In fact, he had no feelings in him.

Instead, there was nothing more than a sadistic pleasure. The darkness was his friend. He thrived in the room, his true nature was masked by the light outside. But in this room, he was finally letting go of the facade he had kept up with for so long. His lips were curved into a grin, his heart free from all the restraints of the world. All he craved, was a crazed desire to torture the object of his affection just like he had done a few weeks ago.

The door burst open and an auburn haired man entered the room. Hobin stared at the guy they had arrested.

He was not much older than Hobin himself. His ash-like eyes were staring at Hobin. His curly hair was unkempt while his stature was unusually thin for his age. But the man was not scared nor did he seem to care that he was arrested.

Hobin sat across the man, dragging the chair against the floor to make a creaking sound. It was intentional to make the suspect scared or nervous but Seokhyun sat there, grinning widely as if he was enjoying this.

"I'm doctor Ohm Hobin," Hobin introduced himself. "A psychiatrist with the National Hospital."

"You're not a cop," Seokhyun said, raising an eyebrow.

"I have special privileges," Hobin replied, sitting down. He put his hands on the table and leaned forward, studying the man in front of him.

"I'm a licensed psychiatrist who has been employed by the police department and hence, I have the permission to interrogate a potentially dangerous and mentally unstable criminal," he went on. "It's part of criminal profiling. There's just you and me in this room right now. No one else will interrupt us."

He was lying of course. Jina and Jiwoon were watching them through a CCTV camera. Even though Jina wanted to interrogate him, Hobin insisted on questioning the suspect alone. He wanted to gain an in-depth knowledge on the criminal's psyche and the presence of a cop would interfere with his work.

Moreover, Hobin argued, given the severity of his crimes, the suspect should be psychologically profiled first. That way, the cops could also get a clue on how to push for the maximum sentence for the criminal. Privately, he told Jina to stay still and keep an eye out for the poltergeist in case it attacked them. After much debate, Jina reluctantly decided to let Hobin do what he wanted to do.

"You wanna deem me insane?" Seokhyun grinned. "For what?"

"I wanna understand you," Hobin corrected. "You...you fascinated me."

He put forward a picture of Rachel's corpse. Seokhyun glanced at it indifferently.

"That's Song Rachel," Hobin said. "Daughter of your former employer. You had a tiff with her, right? She wanted to have you fired."

"Did she?" Seokhyun wondered out loud. "Didn't do a very good job of it then."

"You used to go to her room a lot," Hobin pointed out. "Even though she forbade you. Why?"

"I'm a humble servant and I'm supposed to clean her room," Seokhyun said with a smile. "Is that wrong?"

"Even when she threw a sandal at you?" Hobin asked. "Hana told us about that incident. A few months before her death, Rachel entered her room and found you in it. She threw a sandal at you and forced you to leave, am I right?"

Seokhyun was silent but Hobin continued, "However, when Rachel was asked about it, she said that you were stealing from her room. The other servants searched you and also your room but found nothing. Since then, she has been tirelessly trying to have you fired. She never tried to get anyone else fired even though she was rude to all the staff. But you...she was targeting you in particular. Why?"

Hobin was now glaring directly at Seokhyun in the eye. "What did you see?" he quietly asked. "What did you find in there?"

Seokhyun did not flinch but was studying Hobin as if he was amused.

"You're a very interesting person, Doctor Ohm," Seokhyun smirked. "I'm truly fascinated by your insights."

"I know," Hobin said in a steely tone. "You think we're alike. Actually, we are quite alike."

"We are, aren't we?" Seokhyun mused. "Abandoned by our families in an unknown place. You probably grew up in a very loving household but they're not your family. You love them but you're not one of them, are you?"

Hobin did not reply but waited for Seokhyun to finish. "You have the same deadass eyes as me," Seokhyun claimed. "You...you feel as if you don't belong with people. I can tell. You see, I'm like you. I don't feel anything for others."

"When Miss Rachel threw that shoe at me, I felt nothing," Seokhyun leered. "No pain, no humiliation. It was all numb here."

He pointed at his heart. "It was empty there! She shouted at me, screamed something but I didn't care. I wasn't listening to her."

Seokhyun leaned forward. There was a manic look in his eyes as if he was enjoying a secret joke with Hobin. He had found an unlikely comrade who understood him which was rare.

"All I was thinking about," he chuckled. "Was how would it feel if I could just rip off her skin with my bare hands? Would she be in pain? Will she cry for mercy? How long will she cry for mercy?"

"The thought of her pretty face burning away while she writhed in pain gave me a hard on," Seokhyun revealed, his eyes lit up in a crazed gleam. "And that was the first time I felt something. To put her under my mercy. Only her."