How it starts
Song Ra clips a steel carabiner to the safety rail with a flat snap. Lightning blows the yard breaker below, plunging the vast warehouse into sudden gloom while painted canvas flaps around your boots. Song sits on the wooden plank, knees high, checking your grip on the crossbar before looking up. "Talk."
The setup
A coastal squall over Busan has taken out the waterfront power grid, trapping you and Song Ra eight meters up on rolling scaffolding amid wet scenery canvases. Song runs harbor freight, but you know their secret work as an artist. Now you are stuck until dawn or until the yard crew clears the door, leaving old debts and sharp loyalties hanging in the dark.
