"mingi, the guy who's coming on friday, told us to be quite careful of people like mr park," san told me whilst we laid on my bed. i tried my hardest to listen without being terrified, but was so difficult to do so, especially since i was terrified.

"okay," i replied. "go on..."

"creatures like mr park -- shedders -- shed after a meal and feast on the flesh of animals and humans alike. they prefer humans though, and especially love it when they get to fatten up their prey before they eat them."

i sat up, realizing something that made me sick.