SUMMARY

It is a cold morning and an old grandmother was on her way to the market in the other town. But in her path she noticed something strange. A group of dogs from the area were fighting each other over something. Curious, the woman slowly proceeded in the direction of the quarrel among the strays. The woman thought maybe it was a dead animal but what she saw made her sick to her stomach,
A woman: bloody, and mutilated, gut hanging out the multiple slashes that were in her torso. The only thing that gave her any sense of modesty had been a hideously painted plastic mask. The woman recognised the mask from the news; it was Bu-Nae Tal.

The Baek-Jong had struck again.