Cheol-Soo was on the phone, arguing with someone.0

“Did that Hunter say he saw it himself?” he asked. 0

His voice could be heard across the office, even though it wasn’t overly loud. He sounded just like the middle-aged man he was.0

“You must be joking—what do you mean, ‘a ghost in the Fissure’? It’s obvious they mistook a monster for one!” Cheol-Soo’s forehead creased into deep furrows. “Hello? Hello?”0

It seemed the other party had hung up on him. Annoyed, he slammed the phone down.0

Hyuk-Soo stood up from his desk and cautiously approached Cheol-Soo to ask whether something was wrong.0

“Hyuk-Soo, do you believe in ghosts?” Cheol-Soo asked in response.0

What kind of answer was Hyuk-Soo supposed to give? He paused briefly, then grinned and shook his head.0

“I was in the Marines. I could beat up a ghost if needed,” he said playfully.0

“Keep up the jokes, and I’m going to turn you into a ghost,” Cheol-Soo said, seemingly not in the mood for jokes.0

“So, what’s going on?”0

At Hyuk-Soo’s question, Cheol-Soo logged into the Seoul City administrative system and pulled up a complaint filed earlier that day.0

[Subject: Too scared to hunt.]0

Hello, I’m a thirty-one-year-old...0