EVERYBODY... ROCK YOUR BODY!

Ironically Claudette wasn't the only person in a musical mood. As Ji-Woon's boots squelched through the muck and mud of the swamp, a soft hum left the killer's lips as he stalked around, keeping his ears and eyes alert for any sight or sound of his prey for this trial. He wasn't in any rush; there was a sort of nonchalant energy to his gait as he rested his bat against his shoulder, the modified weapon softly tapping against the fabric of his jacket to the beat of the song he was humming. His lips parted as lyrics of a song softly filled the air, but they oddly were not in English nor his native language; it was some sort of chant in German sung in an eerily cheerful tone. The killer softly bopped his head to some unhearable beat in his head, a flash of eagerness in his eyes as he hears the sounds of a generator being tampered with. He hadn't been able to find a survivor yet, so he was excited to see who would be his first target.

He didn't know her name, he had never bothered to really get to know of those he hunted, the only one he truly knew was Yun-Jin. He knew her appearance fairly well though and he was very well acquainted with her sounds of pain. Ji-Woon had his 'favorite instruments', survivors he took a bit more pleasure out of hunting down because their screams of agony just appealed to him more than the rest. Ah if only he had his recording equipment, the songs he would have been able to make, the albums even, it truly was a shame. He supposed he would just have to enjoy these 'live' performances. The idol continued to sing as his bat was traded for his knives, the iridescent blades glinting in the low light as he readied to throw them with a flourish of his fingers. "The paradox of our minds. Too much to believe too much to deny. You fool me again to quiet my pride. But I'm a human I come with knives." as he approached closer he picked up on the faintest sound of her singing and he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Was she? Was she seriously singing Backstreet Boys right now? The boyband wasn't unknown to him, as a k-pop idol, he had to search for inspiration in various genres and in other musicians. Oh, how could he turn down this opportunity to toy with her a bit? He abandoned the previous song he was singing and instead picked up where Claudette had left off, "Got a question for you, better answer now. Am I original? Yeah. Am I the only one? Yeah. Am I sexual? Yeah. Am I everything you need? You better rock your body now!" Every question in the lyrics was given emphasis in the form of a thrown blade sent whistling in the poor young woman's direction, the blades flight path steadily grew closer and closer to Claudette the last one in the volley aimed to knick the side of her face. A bout of laughter left The Trickster as he flashed the survivor a slasher a smile and a wink, "I'd start running if I were you, though I might just give you a bit of a headstart for your little performance there."