The officers assured Son and Han that they would investigate further, ensuring the house and its secrets were fully uncovered. As they departed, Ink’s eyes followed them, his growl finally subsiding into a contented sigh.

In the days that followed, Son and Han worked to restore peace to their home. The space beneath the crib was cleared, the hidden tunnel sealed. Ink resumed his place by the crib, not as a guardian against unseen forces, but as a loyal companion to the family he loved.

Though the shadows had retreated, leaving only whispers of their presence, the memory lingered. Yet, with each passing night, the family found strength in their bond, knowing that together, they could face whatever lay hidden beneath.