His legs were tired and about to give up on him, but he couldn’t let that happen. Not daring to look back he kept on running, until there was a wall. It seemed as though it had come from no where and yet there it was right before him, stopping Sungjoon in his tracks.
He cursed softly under his breath, leaning against the wall with his forehead for a split second before turning around with his gun hiddevn behind him. His eyes landed on the smirk of the one who had been chasing him, then he looked into the other’s eyes. Pitch black, the eyes of a demon. "There’s no place to run to this time. Wouldn’t you love to be in the same place as your dear sister?"
Sungjoon frowned as he slowly realised who it was, the demon who killed his sister. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as he took out the gun from behind him and shot the bullets, filled with salt, at the demon. But then he woke up, drenched in sweat, and everything was back the way it was. His sister was still dead and the killer was still out there somewhere.