Sirens blared in the distance, warning lights painting the walls red as they spun frantically, unable to provide any form of assistance whilst they lay perched high above. The black-clad figure in the bleach white room smiled, hearing the wails sound louder, footsteps and rushed orders delivered from beyond. Reaching for the gun at his side, he slowly released the safety before bringing it level with his target's eyes.

The frightened man sat in a wooden chair, bound with thick ropes that cut mercilessly into his wrists and neck, his own cushioned one lay a few meters away forgotten. He was dressed in a dark suit, presumably a man of power and status. Kyuhyun chuckled darkly to himself. Power and status, he thought, useless wimp seemed a more befitting term. It was an amusing sight indeed, the high-and-mighty CEO of one of the largest companies in Seoul just sitting there like the pathetic piece of he was.

Hushed voices were heard from just outside the door, but the calm brunette just smirked from where he stood. He turned back to his target. Eyes pleading, fingers shaking from where kyuhyun could not see.

"It seems your time is up." The assassin smiled as the pounding on the doors grew louder. They would be able to get in soon. Soon, but not quite yet. "Goodbye, you ."