Silence hung in the Directorâs office. Ham Seok-jeong sat at her desk with her eyes closed. Then, there was a sharp knock at the door. Without opening her eyes, she responded.
âCome in.â
The door opened, and a young man with a smile stepped in. It was Jung-bin. After a brief bow, he stood upright in front of Ham Seok-jeong.
âI have something to report and a question to ask. What happened with the proposal for setting up the incense halls?â
âIt didnât go through. They didn't even pretend to listen. Seems like they donât want to stir up anxiety.â
âThis time, not only the Awakeners but many civilians died. Without bodies, how are they going to hold funeralsâ¦? Some of those consumed by the monsters didn't even leave remains behind. They were taken into another dimension entirelyâ¦â
âFunerals without bodies are nothing new, are they?â
ââ¦â¦â
Jung-bin fell silent. Ham Seok-jeong rubbed her face roughly before muttering.
ââ¦Iâm sorry. That was a careless remark.â
âNo need to apologize.â
âWhat did Song Joheon have to say?â