𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐘; park jisung

1.14

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The constant banging of firearms drove Hana crazy. It felt like hours she was trapped in that supply closet, though logically it was only minutes. It bothered her that she was doing nothing to help.

To add on, she was worried. The Seven were clearly outnumbered, so what would be the likelihood that all eight of them could walk away from this alive?

Well, nobody would benefit anything from Hana sitting around and worrying, and she was in no urgent danger. She had a task, and regardless of the situation, she wanted to fulfill it.

She peered out of the now unlocked and open door, and the area looked relatively unthreatening upon scoping it around. She left the room, heading for the room that held the file cabinet. She shivered, remembering that not too long ago, she was nearly assaulted, and witnessed someone being killed, all within that room.

After appearing in front of the door that was shut for some reason, she wiggled the knob--only it was locked. This could only mean that someone or multiple people went inside that room to hide, so she knocked semi-panicked.

"Let me in, please, I just need something from here." She knocked again and waited. And waited. Maybe nobody was really in there?

She brought out her phone again to grab another coin from the case to unlock the door, only there was no more. She would have to find something from the storage closet to open the door.

After she went back, she completely rummaged through, trying to find anything small that could unlock the door. She picked up a random business card. This will do.

Arriving back at the bedroom door, she slid the business card in the keyhole and twisted it, gaining acces finally.

Two faces looked back at her, the faces of women. They each wore silk dresses like her, bringing Hana to the conclusion that they were likely serving drinks like her, and they looked terrified, evident on their facial expression as they cowered in the corner.

One of them, the shorter of the two, looked sick to her stomach, hunched slightly over which reminded Hana that there was a dead body not too many steps away from her on the bed. She assumed that this, on top of the killing outside, was the very cause of their fright.

"I'm not here to hurt you," Hana slowly walked in, shutting the door quietly behind her. "I just need to grab something."

She stepped in front of the file cabinet which was fortunately on the opposite side of the room as the ladies. Kneeling to its level, she picked up on where she left off earlier, ignoring the dead body of Sangmin that laid on the bed beside her. She dug into each pullout drawer, scanning for the key words she had to see. The frantic gunshots still continued outside as she worried if her friends would be okay.