“By the end of tonight,” Sunggyu said, “The Chameleon will be dead.”

He was met with blank stares: some of shock, some of disaffectedness, and some of preparation for the task at hand.

“In answer to your question, Myungsoo, yes, one of us is probably on the suspect list. I won’t lie to you. It is very possible that one or more of us will be dead or in deep trouble within the next 24 hours.”

Sunggyu felt eyes on him. He couldn't tell if they were Woohyun's eyes or those of a stranger peering at him out of the black. He took a long, silent breath. This was it. He could take a risk, or he could wait to get killed.

"On the count of three," Woohyun said, "We'll reveal our targets." He stared steadily into Sunggyu's eyes.

Sunggyu gulped. If only there were a way to know for sure.

Woohyun's next words would echo in his head for a long time, being his bridge back to sanity.

One.

Two.

Three...