Arts Festival (7)

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“Come on in!”

Ji Nuri opened the clubroom door and strode in confidently.

“Excuse meee….”

Lee Seungah followed behind her, looking around cautiously. There was a chance the other members might be inside.

“No one here? Looks like they all went out to enjoy the festival.”

As Ji Nuri had said, no one was inside.

It was completely empty.

No, it wasn’t just empty—it was dark.

Maybe they had drawn the blackout curtains. Going straight from a bright place into the darkness made it feel twice as dark...