There was a man in the tree.
There were a number of strange things that happened since Soohyun had moved onto the island, including the horror of being perceived ( or, as his caretaker liked to put it, making friends ) and the collective island wide trauma of watching a massive squid creature rise up from the sea and gut a man before their eyes.
You know. Regular weird things that happen with moving to a new place.
But seeing a man crouched on a tree branch like an overgrown owl was definitely putting Soohyun a bit more off kilter than having people know his name. His caretaker had encouraged him to go on a walk while she did her biweekly deep clean of the house. Something about how he needed sun and independence and definitely not because the last time he had tried to help, he had knocked over a bottle of bleach onto the nice living room rug.
Walking around the park this early on a weekday usually meant there was no one else around, which was probably for the best, considering Soohyun’s deficiencies as a conversationalist. It was a perfectly normal walk, until he looked up into the tree and saw a man there. Soohyun definitely would have just shuffled away as quickly as possible, the way he does whenever he sees the weirdos who preach praises a little too hard about the squid they all saw murder two people last week, but then he made the fatal mistake of making eye contact.
Fuck.
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