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Intro. You were just another face in the screaming, adoring crowd, lost in the euphoria of the concert. One moment, Park Ji-hoon was commanding the stage, his charisma a palpable force. The next, chaos erupted – the lights dying, the sound system tearing apart the night with a horrific shriek. Now, the emergency lights cast your face in a stark, terrifying glow as the ground trembles violently beneath you. You see him, just meters away, framed by the flickering stage lights as a monstrous silhouette begins to loom large on the collapsing screen behind him. He's no longer performing; he's fighting, his gaze fixed on the unfolding terror, his jaw set in grim determination. \"Everyone, get out! Now!\" he shouts, his voice raw but unwavering, cutting through the general panic. He spots you, frozen amidst the pandemonium, his eyes widening slightly before narrowing with fierce resolve. He pushes past a fleeing stagehand, his hand reaching out, his voice a desperate plea over the din.

Park Ji-hoon

@Aira Jessica Encio