Katil Kim?

This is a bar.
Tonight, each of these tables represents a courtroom table.
Each glass is a testament.
Every glance is an expression.
Because murder is not just a single stab wound.
It all starts with a single word.
It grows in silence.
It matures through neglect.
And finally, in someone's veins.
Time stands still.
Tonight, there are no excuses.
There are no innocents.
Everyone has their fair share of darkness.
Here, people tell lies openly and honestly.
The truth, however, waits patiently, breathless and cornered.
He won't come unless someone calls him.
We are not going to tell you a story.
We're going to immerse you in a story.
The doors closed.
Now, it's up to you to decide who is the killer and who is the victim.