The moment the door opens,
Namgyeong unintentionally sets down the documents he was holding.
The being before him—
Appeared as if fleeing from danger,
Or as if it had been suppressed for a very long time and finally burst forth.

"...Please save me."

He said, panting.
His voice was low and slightly hoarse.
Beneath his damp shirt, his slender frame was revealed.
From the edges of his clothes, red drops of blood—
Stained the police station floor.

"Your name..."

He spoke before Namgyeong could finish his sentence.

"...Seth. Seth Finn."

His skin was pale, and his wounds looked real.
But the strangest thing was... his eyes.
The moment Namgyeong reached out and grabbed his shoulder,
He trembled briefly, then whispered quietly,

"...He said I was next.
He carved a magic circle... onto my neck..."

Beneath the blood-stained bandage, Namgyeong clearly saw a familiar ritualistic pattern.
The very pattern commonly found on gay victims.

"...You're a detective, aren't you?
Can you protect me?"