"She's Dead?"

Mi Cha went straight into Ji-Tae's room. When she checked the bedside drawers and found nothing, she quickly opened his closet and started patting the clothes that hung in the closet. When she still didn't see it, she decided to look through his dirty laundry.

As she made her way to where he kept his dirty laundry, she heard Tan's loud voice. "Shouldn't we just wait for Mi Cha to come down?" Tan asked in a loud voice wanting Mi Cha to get out of the room.

Mi Cha knew that was her cue to leave, but she couldn't let this opportunity pass her by. She rushed to the laundry basket and quickly dipped her hands into the pocket. She felt the phone, but just as she was about to take it out, the door opened, and Ji-Tae stepped in.

"What are you doing in here? I thought you wanted to ease yourself and pick something up from your room?" Tan asked before Ji-Tae could speak.