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# Chapter 198: Trap’s Cry
Min-jun stepped onto the midnight road. The darkness that Trap had created held his heart captive. He opened his eyes within the shadow Trap cast, yet his mind remained submerged in darkness. He couldn’t remember how long Trap had been consuming him, nor could he feel time slipping away. His heart raced violently in his chest, and his hands trembled tensely in his pockets.
Each time cold air touched his skin, his body tensed with heightened alertness. As he gazed into his own mind, drowning in the darkness Trap had woven, one truth became desperately clear. He couldn’t remember when it all began. Time no longer moved—or perhaps he simply couldn’t feel it anymore. Trap had seized hold of everything.
At 2 AM, Min-jun stood before a building. “Destar Entertainment”—the name gleamed on its facade. This was where he pursued his dreams, where he fought to make them real. Seeing the building’s name, he felt a flicker of light penetrate his mind. Warm air welcomed him from within, and he felt his heartbeat, though his hands remained clenched in his pockets.
Inside, the scent of fresh coffee mingled with voices and conversation, yet his heart remained trapped in darkness. As he looked around, he felt Trap’s grip tighten. Trap stained his mind with shadow. The aroma of coffee and toast drifted past his nose, and warm wooden floors pressed beneath his feet.
As Min-jun stared into his own darkness, he realized something crucial. He couldn’t remember when Trap began. He couldn’t feel time passing anymore. Trap controlled him completely. His heart hammered in his chest, and his hands shook in his pockets.
Whenever cold air brushed his skin, his body tensed. The darkness consumed him. Min-jun realized, desperately, that it no longer mattered when Trap started or what it was. The only truth that remained was this: Trap had taken everything. His heart beat frantically. His hands trembled.
At 4 AM, Min-jun entered a café. Warm air embraced his face, and the scent of coffee filled his senses. He sat down, feeling his heartbeat, scratching his forehead with anxious fingers. The barista greeted him kindly, bringing the fresh aroma of orange juice to his nose.
Min-jun sipped his coffee, hoping it might empty his mind of darkness. He thought the warmth and the voices around him might pull him free. But his heart still raced. His hands still trembled. Looking around the café, he felt it again—Trap’s presence, staining his mind with endless shadow.
As he stared into the abyss Trap had created within him, Min-jun understood one thing with terrible clarity. It didn’t matter anymore. When it started, what it was—none of it mattered. Trap had him. His heart beat wildly. His hands wouldn’t stop shaking.
At 6 AM, Min-jun stepped back onto the street. The sound of bus engines and human voices—he thought they might free him from darkness. As he wandered through the city, he felt his heart racing. Neon signs flickered before his eyes. Car horns and voices filled his ears.
The city streets blurred with the fading night, and Min-jun tried to lose himself in that darkness. Trap had him. His heart pounded. As he stared into the abyss within himself, he understood: it no longer mattered when Trap began or what it was. Time had lost all meaning.
Trap controlled his life. Trap controlled everything. Min-jun gazed into the darkness and realized the fundamental truth—it was too late to ask questions. What mattered was only this: Trap had him completely. His heart beat wildly. His hands trembled.
Trap had seized his mind. Trap had taken his everything. And as Min-jun stared into that consuming darkness, one final realization crystallized: it no longer mattered. None of it mattered anymore. Trap was all that remained.
[End of Chapter 198]