Let’s pause here for a moment.
And take a look at Baek Saheon’s eventful chronicle of witnessing his psychopath roommate.
That psycho who mocked him for giving up his left eye, that dopamine addict who dragged people around as bait in dangerous Darknesses, that lunatic who went around swinging an axe while pretending to be a serial killer….
‘And now he’s playing cult leader too??’
At this point, it went beyond sheer disbelief, and some kind of anomic phenomenon began to set in where every item on that lineup felt only natural if it was that bastard Kim Soleum.
Fine. Let’s say all of that checks out.
But how was he supposed to run into that bastard here, of all places!
‘I even took vacation days and came out here!’
He had not only gotten out of company housing, he had gone so far as to leave Seoul.
For a moment, Baek Saheon wondered if he was having a nightmare and even shook his head hard once, but it was useless.
It was reality.
Accompanied by two elite team superiors and leading dozens of people, Kim Soleum stood in the middle of the aisle in Car 3 with both arms raised.
Saying things that really did sound exactly like a cult.
“There’s no need for concern. We will all be able to get through this trial safely.”
The only emotional comfort he could get at all was that the idiots in this train car were pointing fingers at that bastard!
“What the hell is that guy?”
“Fuck, now we’ve got some other crazy bastard….”
“Ha…….”
“D-don’t make eye contact.”
Mocking and rejecting reactions burst out toward Kim Soleum, who was spouting insane nonsense.
‘R-right. This is normal….’
But Kim Soleum didn’t so much as waver.
He simply wore a soft smile and looked around Car 3.
“…?!”
That was even scarier!
“Everyone, I’m sure…