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Author's Notes: I appreciate the reviews for my last chapter. Thanks go to uub and koolken256; I appreciate your reviews and words of advice. Also, I have made some updates to my previous chapter. Enjoy.

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Daisuke Shirai. That name had a ring to it. It was as if it was on newspaper headlines before. Kidnapping? Not possible. Murdered? Unless he came back to life or something, that was improbable. Tae looked at the boy's face again. He looked sad and depressed.

It had been a week since the meeting with Admin Jean; Tae had begun to get adjusted to his new workplace. Today was going to be the first day for him to meet Daisuke and it was going to be a private and confidential. Many of his new coworkers would shudder at the mention of the boy's name. Why? Tae wondered. He had read that Daisuke had a severe mental condition but that shouldn't mean that one should simply cower away because of the name itself. But he let go of the thought and began his long descent down towards Shirai's room. Damn stairs, why can't they put in elevators.

As he approached the room, he noticed that there was a security team positioned outside of it. As Tae got in view, one guard asked to do a body check to which Tae reluctantly agreed. What is this? Why so much precautions? Sigh… No matter. One of the security personnel mentioned to him that the room will be under surveillance throughout the session. Sigh… So much for privacy…

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Daisuke lifted his head in the dark, still hearing the voices, when he had received the word over the speaker. "You will have a visitor soon. Please be ready.End of message." Sigh, he thought bringing his hands to his ears, tightly shutting his eyes. They're still here. I can hear them. Oh God… I wish they'd just leave me alone and let me go... I just wish this would all just stop. He then slumped back onto his bed and began to wait.

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After security gave clearance to Tae and he entered, a hooded man watched from the surveillance screening room, Daisuke's file in hand.

"Is this the one you are looking for?" Admin Jean asked.

Without looking up from the file and the screens, he replied, "Perhaps. Let's proceed with the test."

"Yes. Of course." Picking up the microphone, Jean said, "Tae, you may begin."

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The room was pitch black. Tae waited until his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He examined the room. There were crumpled papers littered all over the ground. There was an outline of what looked like a piano in the far corner. Other than these things, the room was rather… empty to accommodate a patient. Then, Tae then saw him. Well, although he couldn't see details, he could make out the outline of the patient's body. Tae straightened himself out and approached Patient No. 1087.

"Um… Ahem. Hello Daisuke. My name is Tae, I am here to help you." He said, reaching out his hand.

No reply.

"Well… Okay then." Tae said, feeling a little uneasy at the forming of the present situation. Pulling his hand back, he took out a notepad, a pen, and a pocket flashlight.

"Okay, Daisuke. I'm going to start by asking a cou-"

"Do you see them?"

"Wha-What?" Tae asked, surprised at Daisuke speaking and his question. "What do you mean, 'see them?'"

"THEM." Daisuke said, pointing into the far corner. "Do you see them?"

Tae looked into the corner he was pointing at. He could see nothing there but just a couple of cobwebs and wads of crumpled paper.

"I'm sorry Daisuke, but I don't see anything. But, what do YOU see?" Tae asked as he wrote notes. Patient sees things that aren't. Possible signs of severe mental disorientation.

"…"

"Daisuke, it is fine if you don't want to answer. I'm here to help you."

Still no answer.

Sigh. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought…

Tae stood up. Folding away all of this belongings, he got ready to leave. He then used his flashlight to check the time on his wristwatch. It was 2:37. Guess I might as well just lea-

"That watch." Daisuke spoke. "I've seen it somewhere."

Tae turned around in an instant, facing him. "This watch?"

"Yes. That watch… It was on a soul I encountered…"

"A what?!"

"A soul. It belonged to a young boy that I once saw." Daisuke replied, who's voice showed no hint of a lie.

Yet, Tae found this hard to believe. "Wait. You see souls?" he asked. That is impossible. This was a gift from my brother. There is no way that this is possible.

"Yes. I do."

Pointing towards the corner once again, he asked solemnly, "Do you see them?"

Tae shook his head, feeling a bit uneasy. "Sorry. No."

"… Where did you get the watch Tae?"

"It was gift from my brother."

"… I see."

Then, Tae thought up of a question. It was one that was totally irrational, yet, he had an urge to ask.

"Daisuke?"

The boy nodded his head in the dark to show he was listening.

"When did you start seeing spirits?"

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The hooded man, observed the conversation between the two. Things were getting quite… Interesting… However, he had seen enough. He had more important matters to attend to, one involving a boy who could see spirits. He picked up the file and stood up, getting ready to leave. He looked at Jean and said, "I shall send a letter to you in a couple weeks, regarding the patient."

"Leaving already?" Jean asked standing up along with the other man

"Yes. I have something I must attend to. And please. Let's keep this meeting confidential."

"Done." Jean said opening the door.

"Excellent. Farewell… Jean." The man made his way out and vanished as Jean closed the door to the room.

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He turned around and bolted down the sidewalk. He ran from the creature standing over his mother's corpse. He ran and ran. Yet, it seemed as if time itself had frozen itself. There was a flash and a loud clap of thunder. It had soon begun to rain.

Then, he fell.

As he tried to get up, a cold, leathery appendage had wrapped itself around his ankle. He fell down hard once again. He turned around and saw it again. Those monstrous teeth, the gaping hole in the abdomen, the hideous limbs sticking out from behind the behemoth, and the strange markings that went across its entire body. But, most of all, its eyes. Black. Pure, empty darkness. Eyes. If he was in a good mood, he would have joked that eyes looked as if they were drawn by one of his classmates and would have laughed it off. However, it wasn't that time. Eyes. Those eyes struck sheer terror into his heart and had paralyzed him. He was going to die. Not later. Now.

Then, darkness.

When he had come to, he realized he was very much alive. But he was cold. Very cold. He saw where his mother was been slain. Unable to bear the sight any longer, he ran. He ran farther and farther away. Away from everything. Death. Fear. And the cold. Especially the cold. But then he realized… it would never really go away. Ever….

Those eyes… Oh… how he simply hated those eyes.

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Tae had begun wrapping up his meeting with Daisuke. He had tidbits of information on how Daisuke began seeing souls and when he began to. Of course, this was still all too puzzling for him, but with notes intact, he decided it wasn't a job badly done, especially with Patient 1087.

"Daisuke," Tae began.

Daisuke lifted his head in response.

"We are going to meet again next week, at the same time. Are you okay with that?"

He nodded, showing his approval.

Tae got up to leave but not before being stopped by Daisuke. Tae was rather surprised. Daisuke was rather quick on his feet. One second on his bed, the next, right behind me by the door, huh… Daisuke handed Tae a folded piece of paper, to which Tae graciously accepted.

Then he left the room.

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The Administrator congratulated Tae in the office for a job well done.

"We had so many people who went in there, trying to talk to him" he began to say. "Most of them ended up getting injured." Yes. The people did receive injuries but very peculiar injuries; frostbite was a very strange example.

"Well, all-in-all, I am pleased with your progress Tae."

"Thank you sir." Tae said, feeling good about his minor "achievement".

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It had become a fine day for Tae. Not only was he the first person to ever manage to speak to Patient #1087 but he had also received a cash bonus for his hard work. Admin Jean had also given Tae authorization to visit Patient #1087 without continuous security checks and said he would remove the security personnel.

Tae exited the building with a skip in his step. His efforts in finding a suitable job had been proven successful. His previous jobs were… not very satisfactory for him AND his family. He quickly pulled out his phone as he made his way pass the Inchon Orphanage sign towards the bus stop. He had to call his parents to make sure that they knew that he was doing a fine job. After dialing, he waited.

The number you have dialed is busy. Please try again later.

Oh well, he thought to himself glumly… I'll tell them later…

After reaching the bus stop and sitting down next to two business people, he relaxed. It was going to be a fresh new start for Kim Tae Hoon. He was finally going to receive the recognition he had desired for so long in his life. His brother, Hyun-Joon was always the one being praised. Valedictorian for four years straight in high school. Scholarship to Stanford University. Hyun-Joon this, Hyun-Joon that. It was finally his turn to be praised.

He tried calling his parents again.

The number you have dialed is busy. Please try aga…

Damn it. Still not picking up. Huh, probably praising Hyun-Joon for curing cancer or some of his other "amazing achievements". Oh well. Congrats bro for whatever you did. You have my-

"Did you hear?" one of the businessmen asked.

"About what, my friend?" The other man replied

"The murder involving that child, Lim Sang-Hyun."

"Oh that one? What about it?"

"They caught the culprit"

"Did they?"

"Yes! They found his tools and getaway vehicles. Apparently, Sang-Hyun was the son of a rich CEO, and the man was poor."

"Ah… Another innocent soul lost…"

Tae was getting annoyed. They were talking and talking. He wanted peace and quiet. He then saw a newspaper underneath the bench, eagerly, he reached for it, trying to use it a means of distraction from the two yapping businessmen.

On the headlines it said in bold, MURDER CASE SOLVED: CULPRIT BROUGHT TO JUSTICE

Oh well… Might as well just read it…

… Lim Sang-Hyun… son of Lim Sung-In… Murdered… 3 weeks ago… Body found in dumpster… possessions stripped…

"Have you heard. The murderer?"

"Wasn't he that one successful businessman who seemed to be talented in everything yet failed at his recent projects?"

"Yes. It's him"

"Really?! Could it be?"

"No doubts."

Tae continued reading.

Getaway vehicles used… Murderer found… Discovered hiding in an apartment in Pyeongchang… Several officers were injured… His name is…

"His name is…"

Tae froze as he heard and read the name.

"Kim Hyun-Joon"

Then, the phone rang.