“Ugh, ah! Ah!…Sh*t, it slipped out again. I told you to tighten it and hold it properly.”

“We just started – why does it keep happening?”

“It keeps slipping out because the hole is too loose.”

“Well, nobody else had a problem – maybe it’s just you. Maybe you’re the one who’s short.”

“What? You b*tch, are you serious…”

It wasn’t until today that I really understood what it felt like for two people who weren’t lovers to come together just for s*x.

Men whose minds were clouded by drugs – Men whose judgment was clouded by drugs were quick to anger.

During s*x, a single comment from the woman would instantly turn the mood hostile.

“It was a joke, just a joke.”

She tried to smooth things over by saying it was just a joke, but the men – already in a twisted state of mind – began to gang up on her.

“Why don’t we measure each other and find out if I’m short or if you’re just loose?”

“Hey, do you even know who we are? You said you wanted to be in the entertainment industry, right? Then you must know actress Shim Se-jin very well. Even she comes running with just one phone call from us. So if someone like you, who’s nothing, pisses us off, do you think we’d still want to mess with you? We’ll just hang out with Shim Se-jin instead.”

“You look like a girl who spreads her legs all over the place. A girl who can take two or three guys at once without even blinking, don’t pretend you’re anything else…”

Their relentless accusations, based on nothing but twisted assumptions, made no sense to me. It was cruel, sordid, and pathetic.

Even I, hiding at a distance, just listening, felt sick to my stomach.

But more than disgust, I felt fear.

n*ked men latching on to the slightest excuse, swarming like vultures ready to rip someone apart – whatever disgust I felt for their behavior was overshadowed by genuine horror at what might happen to this woman.

“Why are you all so upset, Oppas…. I’m sorry. It was my fault. What I said was too much.”

There was no way she didn’t feel the same fear I did.

The woman had clearly recoiled, much more than before.

“See? You admit it now, don’t you? That you ran your mouth like a b*tch.”

“So this hole can take two guys without flinching? That’s impressive.”

“No, I’ve never…”

“Girls like that will do anything if you throw money at them. At first I thought I was watching some kind of freak show.”

“Hey, let’s go watch the show.”

“Yeah, that sounds fun.”

Some of them shouted aggressively while others giggled.

Just listening was enough to make me feel like I was losing my mind. My mouth was completely dry.

“Ah-ah! Wait, wait a second! That hurts… it really hurts…”

I had no idea what the men were doing to her.

Moments ago, her moans had been embarrassingly loud – but now they’d turned into screams.

“How could this hurt? It’s the same hole babies come out of.”

“Ahh, aah! Oppa, Oppa!”

Their cries had gone beyond screaming – they were full-blown desperation.

But the men showed no signs of letting up.

If anything, the more pain she showed, the more they laughed and seemed to enjoy it.

“She’s so relaxed and still crying? F*cking ridiculous.”

“Hnn… please, please… please stop…”

“Why is she shaking like that? Is the drug wearing off?”

“Give me the pills. It works faster if you put it in from the back.”

Even though I could hear Korean clearly, I couldn’t understand a word the men were saying.

Why were they hurting her in the middle of s*x?

Why were they being so deliberately cruel?

How did I end up in a place so far beyond the boundaries of normal, everyday understanding?

And – could it be?

Could such men have approached Eun-sae through Lee Seol-won?

Was that why she got pregnant without anyone knowing?

Once this thought took root, the spiral of imagination didn’t stop.

It continued to spread in every possible horrible direction and refused to let go.

If they really did something like that to Eun-sae – if they really did – I swear I’d kill the bastard with my own hands.

My breathing became increasingly difficult.

Even though I wasn’t trapped in a small room, it felt like the air around me was getting thinner – I was suffocating.

I forced myself to take deep breaths, desperately clinging to a consciousness that felt like it could slip away at any moment.

What kept me grounded was the rage that burned inside me against that man.

Just wait, Lee Seol-won.

When I find out what you did to Eun-sae, I’ll kill you no matter what it takes… and then I’ll die too.

“It hurts, okay? I can’t do this… I don’t want to…”

“Hang in there. Once the drug kicks in, it won’t hurt at all. You’ll feel great.”

If I’d had a phone, I would have called the police.

But unfortunately I had nothing.

It was unbearable to listen to her screaming, begging in pain.

I wanted to shut it all out – cover my eyes, my ears, my mouth – but I only had two hands. I couldn’t do it.

“What is that? Is it a ghost? Look, I’m telling you-something strange is over there!”

Eventually, the woman began to hallucinate.

Her speech became slurred, and even though no one was responding, she kept mumbling to herself, repeating the same things over and over again.

I was witnessing in real time the process of a person losing their mind.

“Looks like she got too much ketamine. Give her more cocaine.”

“But… is it really okay to keep giving her more?”

“It’s fine. I’m an expert. Last time…”

The woman giggled to herself, mumbled incoherent words, and then suddenly began to sob.

Whether it was the combination of the drugs or the dosage, she kept swinging between manic highs and crushing lows.

When she laughed, it made my skin crawl; when she cried, I found myself crying with her.

This was a side of the world I had never experienced before – a sordid, twisted underside of life… and the depth of depravity in these people – it was so vile and repulsive that the tears came without me even realizing it.

My cheek kept slipping on the bottom of the tub where I had pressed my face down to calm myself – it was wet with tears.

“After I shot her up with ketamine and cocaine, her eyes rolled back and she came at me like a dog in heat.”

I had no idea how much time had passed.

No, at that point I wasn’t even sure if time was passing.

Since I had been trapped in that bathtub, every single second had stretched into what felt like an eternity.

“I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, I swear! Aagh, don’t come near me! I said stay away! Please, please don’t – please help me, help me, please help me!”

Something felt terribly wrong.

The woman had been in a bad trip for some time – a terrible reaction to the overwhelming effects of the drugs.

At this point, the drug use had to stop – immediately.

Anyone in their right mind would have thought the same.

The problem was that there wasn’t a single person in the room capable of rational thought.

The woman’s voice grew fainter and fainter until it was no longer audible.

She was clearly unconscious.

And yet the men didn’t stop.

“Hey, what’s good these days?”

“Lately, North Korean meth is supposed to be the best. They say the purity is crazy. I’ve tried everything, but for s*x? Meth is unbeatable.”

“Sh*t, maybe I should defect to the North.”

“F*cking lunatic. This guy’s talking about defecting to the North just to get meth.”

At first, I listened to their conversation to find the right moment to slip away unnoticed.

But now it was because I was genuinely concerned for the woman’s safety.

The men, laughing among themselves in their own twisted banter, continued to thrust their urges into her body as if it meant nothing.

“But hey, why is she so quiet? This is no fun.”

It wasn’t until they were done panting heavily that they finally took notice of her condition.

“Wait… her eyes just rolled back.”

The men who had been laughing and using the woman for their amusement suddenly changed their tone.

Just by listening, I could clearly tell that they were panicking.

“Hey… didn’t we give her too much?”

“I thought you were the expert. F*ck-what kind of expert is this *sshole…”

The things I heard became more and more alarming.

But relying on sound alone to understand what was happening outside had its limits.

Unable to stand it any longer, I gently pulled the edge of the curtain aside.

In the distance I could see the men shaking the woman’s body from side to side.

They patted her cheeks and back a few times, and when she didn’t respond, they began to beat her with all their might.

“Hey, wake up!”

“Did she really die?”

“Check if her heart is still beating, you idiot. Do you really think her heart is on the right side?”

The woman hung limp, still completely unresponsive.

A terrible feeling crawled up my spine, sending shivers down my entire body.

“She’s not breathing.”

“Sh*t… this is a pain in the as$.”

“Didn’t she say she was training to be a celebrity or something? What was it – an idol trainee? Then we’ve got a real mess on our hands. These days, trainees have fans before they even debut, and their faces are all over the Internet.”

“These are the ones that companies actually invest in. Just look at her – you can tell right away. She’s one of those girls from massage parlors or escort services, right? Some guy probably sweet-talked her, told her she was pretty enough to debut. But she was never meant to be raised properly – just used to entertain the customers. Totally different league.”

“Then it’s okay. No wonder she felt cheap.”

Even now, the men were talking about the woman’s value and rank as if she were a product.

It was completely surreal, as if none of it could be real.

“Should we try pouring some cold water on her?”

One of the men made the suggestion.

In that instant, the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.

Two of the men each grabbed one of the woman’s limbs and lifted her up.

Her pale, limp body dangled in the air like a mannequin.

The men, still high on drugs, couldn’t even stand still—staggering as they moved.

That was the last thing I saw.

The moment they took a step away, I hurriedly let go of the shower curtain and clamped both hands over my mouth.