My Parents Have Been KidnappedAs Kim's phone rings, he quickly answers thinking it is good news, only to be met with devastating news. His parents, his pillars of strength and support, have been kidnapped. The words hit him like a ton of bricks, and for a moment, he feels as though the ground beneath him has disappeared."I'm sorry, Kim. They're gone, they were kidnapped on their way to a business meeting." the voice on the other end of the line says, the words echoing in Kim's ears. He can't believe what he's hearing. This can't be happening. Not to his family.Trembling, Kim sinks to the nearest chair, his mind reeling with disbelief. He clutches the phone tightly, as if holding onto it will somehow make this nightmare go away. But the reality remains, stark and unforgiving."Who... who would do this?" Kim stammers, his voice barely above a whisper. He feels numb, unable to process the enormity of what has just happened. The world around him seems to blur as shock sets in.Slowly,
Mira’s ConfessionAs Kim got home, he could feel the amount of his grief pressing down on him like a suffocating blanket, he couldn't shudder the feeling of utter helplessness that consumed him. He had done everything he could think of to find his missing parents and his beloved Zoey, but so far, his efforts had yielded nothing but frustration and despair.Tears welled up in Kim's eyes as he cried out into the emptiness of his apartment, his voice echoing off the walls. "I don't want to lose my parents and my wife-to-be," he sobbed, his heart aching with the pain of uncertainty and loss. "Somebody help me. Zero!"But there was no answer, no comforting voice to reassure him that everything would be alright. The silence that greeted his desperate plea only served to deepen his sense of isolation and despair.As the days stretched into weeks, Kim found himself sinking further into despair. He could barely bring himself to eat or take care of himself, his thoughts consumed by the relentle
The Search For The Slate Family Kim's heart pounded in his chest as he stood frozen in his living room, his mind reeling with shock and confusion. His parents, pillars of strength and love, were now gone, taken from him without warning or explanation. The weight of the situation pressed down on him like a heavy boulder, threatening to crush him under its immense pressure.Frantically, Kim reached for his phone, his fingers trembling but he dropped it, Zero came into his mind. He called him, “Zero! But to his dismay, there was no answer, leaving him feeling even more helpless and alone. "Zero, where are you?" he pleaded into the phone, his voice choking with desperation. "Who is doing this to me? My happiness is slipping away, and I don't know what to do. Please, help me!"But there was only silence that answered him, no comforting voice or reassuring presence to offer guidance or support. Kim sank to the floor, his body wracked with sobs as he struggled to come to terms with the nigh
The Interrogation As panic gripped Kim, he struggled to come to terms with the grim reality of Mira's fate. Miller had silenced her to prevent her from revealing the truth about Zoey's kidnapping. Trembling with shock and grief, Kim sank to his knees beside the window, his mind racing with a desperate need to call for help.With trembling hands, Kim dialed the police emergency hotline. "Hello, this is the police emergency hotline. How can we assist you?" a calm voice answered on the other end.Kim's voice wavered as he explained the situation, recounting how Mira had been shot in his home. "Please, I need your help. My parents are missing, Zoey has been kidnapped, and now Mira has been killed," he pleaded, his voice choked with emotion.The dispatcher listened attentively, then asked Kim a series of questions to gather more details. "Where was Mira shot? Do you know who might be responsible? Is there any information that could help us in our investigation?"Kim struggled to compose h
Mira’s DeathAs Kim reached home, he was exhausted, all the happenings happening lately had taken a toll on him. He wished to sink into his bed and escape all the madness happening in his life. However, his hopes for a moment of peace were shattered by an insistent knock at the door.At first, Kim ignored it, he was too tired to answer but it persisted aggressively. Irritated, Kim dragged himself to the entrance, his fatigue making each step feel like a Herculean effort. Opening the door, he was met with the sight of two elderly individuals standing on his doorstep. Weariness washed over him as he listened to their introductions, realizing they were Mira's parents.“My name is Mr. Johnson and this is my wife,” he said, gesturing to the woman standing next to him. Then he continued, “We are Mira’s parents.”Kim's initial reaction was one of frustration. He didn't have the energy for any more drama, especially not the one that wouldn't bring his loved ones. Nevertheless, he pushed aside
There’s No HopeAs Miller returned from the police station, a smug grin adorned his face. His plan to bribe the authorities had succeeded, and he relished in the thought of frustrating Kim even further. This was his moment, his moment to shine and be happy. Finally, he had achieved what he wasn't able to achieve in so many years. Everything seemed to be falling into place, and Miller couldn't help but feel a downpour of satisfaction.Suddenly, a harsh wind swept through the room, sending chills down Miller's spine. He knew what it meant - the ancestor was near. As the wind began to take shape, Miller waited patiently for the familiar figure to materialize.When the wind finally coalesced into the form of a man, Miller's smile widened. He greeted the ancestor with a sense of pride, basking in the acknowledgment of his success."Congratulations, Miller," the ancestor boomed, his voice filled with pride. "You have done well in your efforts to thwart Kim. Your dedication and cunning have
ou are not aloneMiller began to brainstorm a possible way to obtain a drop of Kim’s blood without making it seem like he was begging for it. He knew that approaching Kim directly would likely result in refusal or suspicion, so he had to devise a plan that would make Kim willingly offer his blood.As he mulled over his options, Miller considered the idea of organizing a community blood drive. He could frame it as a charitable event aimed at helping those in need, which would make it more likely for Kim to participate without suspicion.With this plan in mind, Miller started to reach out to local organizations and community leaders to discuss the possibility of hosting a blood campaign. He emphasized the importance of the event and its potential to save lives, hoping to garner support and participation from the community.As he made preparations for the blood campaign, Miller kept his true intentions hidden, ensuring that everything appeared genuine and altruistic. He knew that he had
The Request The Kim family's once calm and peaceful household became a hub of restless movement, with Kim's family and concerned friends joining the search effort. Posters bearing Mr and Mrs. Slate's photographs covered the entire neighborhood, and the local community rallied together, helping in the search as the slate family was loved by people because of how much they give to the poor.In the midst of this chaos, Kim was frustrated, he didn't know where else to look and nothing seemed to cross his mind other than Miller being responsible. and Kim’s usually vibrant lifestyle was replaced by a constant state of agitation. He barely slept, haunted by nightmares of his parent's unknown fate.One evening, Kim went to his parent’s house just to get closure from them. He sat alone in his parents room, filled with memories of happier times. Suddenly, his phone rang. With trembling hands, he answered, hoping against hope for news of his parents."Hello?" He answered, his voice trembling wi