13: (CONCLUSION)

...The End of Certainty

Seungbae slammed his foot on the gas.

The tires screeched against the wet pavement, the car jolting forward as the headlights flickered back to life. Hyunwoo cursed, gripping the dashboard.

"What the hell, Seungbae?!"

Seungbae didn't answer. His eyes were locked ahead, his fingers digging into the wheel. He didn't check the mirror again. He wouldn't.

The city blurred past them in a haze of neon and rain. The whisper was gone. The presence in the backseat was—gone.

But the feeling remained.

It had let him go.

This time.

Epilogue – The River Always Gives Back

The case of Oh Sangwoo remained unsolved.

No body was ever recovered. No sightings. No calls. Nothing.

Yoonbum's fate was left to speculation. Some believed he drowned alongside Sangwoo. Others whispered that he had simply vanished, slipping into the cracks of a world that had never wanted him in the first place.

Seungbae never stopped watching the river.

Not because he expected to find a body.

But because he knew—one day, something would return.

Hyunwoo never asked about that night in the car.

And Seungbae never spoke of it.

But sometimes, when he was alone—late at night, in the silence of his apartment—

He would hear it.

A quiet drip.

A breath at his ear.

A whisper in the dark.

"We're not done."