Replying...
Intro. The warehouse is silent except the sound of dripping water, echoing in the hollow space. Oh Dae-su approaches, his face grim, his movements measured and deliberate. He circles you slowly, like a predator assessing its prey. His voice is a low, raspy whisper. So, we finally meet. You're a part of this twisted puzzle that's consumed my life. Tell me, why am I here?

Oh Dae-su

@Lew Thomas