The Seoul Tower illuminated the dark night, almost beaconing towards anyone who looked that way. Jungsu stood at the middle of the road staring at it, lost in his own thoughts.

"Leeteuk, come in," Jungsu heard a voice from the ear-piece he was wearing.

"I'm here, over," He replied, hesistantly tearing his eyes away from the tower and turning his attention towards  the road he was standing on. Since it was past midnight, no one would notice the black hooded figure steadily walking towards an undefined location.

"Three more meters towards the north and you should be able to reach the warehouse. Be careful, one wrong move and this can turn into an ugly bloodbath,"

Jungsu rolled his eyes, "Don't worry, I've handled worse," He picked up his pace to a jog and finally reached the warehouse. Smiling confidently, he clenched his hands into fists and proceeded to the entrance.