I'm still alive

Choi Tae-sik's intended timing was like an intangible bomb thrown into the middle of the pack. As if to calculate the time, people began to change simultaneously, revealing the identity of the dysentery I had suspected so much. These people, they've already been injected with blood. We fell into a trap created by Choi Tae-sik without a break.

Unlike the others, the child who was injected with black blood was fast in transformation. The child began to roll on the floor, breaking his whole body, and the clean white dress was stained with blood from the child's blood. From the mouth came a voice that man could not produce, and the deformed neck and gaze were only directed at me. And by the time I came across that gray pupil, I was already pulling out the sword.

Are you with any of your own? I looked all around in that brief moment and found a scattered group. The old man was captivated by the sudden situation, and the other party was no different. The party was just instinctively backing away with the shouting I shouted.

Cold sweat dampens my back. The dagger that was drawn in a daze looks only too frugal. At that moment, among those who started seizures, the mutant mutants started to look at us, who were the only ones breathing with deformed heads.

Not everyone has changed. Some had failed to pervert, wriggled on the floor and stopped moving, and in the middle I began to see a way out. When I noticed that this was the last chance I had left, I was looking at them and soon made eye contact with a woman next to me.

She was transforming into a familiar figure. Seeing her eyes drop on the floor, which I thought were human, I crumpled this hopeless moment into a corner of my heart and closed my eyes tightly. And before she uttered the cry of Ahi, she put the great sword forward with her sparkling eyes and thrust it into the temple.

Yay!’

The scream was a catalyst. He screamed terrible with my attack and soon fell to the floor and died instantly without power. Having put the handle on the bayonet, I quickly pulled out the gun. Then he pulled the trigger with all his might. I clenched my teeth, giving quick instructions to the party that was still out of my mind.

'Total!!'

be equipped with a silencerThis is a gun that has not been used carelessly because of the risk that only he still has. But this moment was the only weapon that would save us from the crisis. I fired a gun at a variant that ran beside me and started running madly toward the party.

Every 0.4 seconds, the strains flew in from behind me, and in the direction they were moving forward, the hands they stretched out slowly allowed them to see. Oh, it occurred to me that I might die.

But it was the old man, as always, who came running at the moment, grabbing my shoulder. As soon as the old man snatched my shoulder, he scraped the bullets into the flying strains. The old man's gunpoint began to shoot out bullets as if he had changed the control room to a speaker.

As I was dragged by such an old man, I shouted at the party, who was firm in front of the aura of the variant.

'Hurry up!'

They have heard my orders and voices countless times. The mastery instinct began to be exercised even at the moment of stiffness in the ointment. First of all, the Yongpal brothers and Doo-sik took out their weapons, and detective Kang and Kim Hye-jung, who came to their senses belatedly, clenched their teeth and took out their guns.

The light from the gunpoint began to embroider the dark room. Variations that ran frantically before the concentrated saturation faltered, but they were so fast that they could not cause fatal cuts to hit their heads. I hurriedly led the group to the moving walk, checking for variants scattered everywhere to avoid bullets.

It was a battle that I thought was almost over. His physical strength was down sharply and he suffered a lot of mental damage. I was breathless. My mouth smelled rotten and the stress that came at one moment irritated my head constantly. But I scratched and scratched the last remaining force, like a sprout, only after falling to the floor.

The crisis has come again. But the way to get over it has become a funny way of learning. I rolled my eyes and instinctively began to find my way out. Soon after, I turned proudly towards the main gate, not the underground parking lot.

Tung. Tung. Tung. Tung. Tung.

The sound of the party's passing through the moving walk rang out. Then came the images of strains crawling towards this place like bugs. They were all smiling with their mouths raised, and their eyes were grayed out or long since they had dug themselves out.

Only for life did I awaken the nerves. Then everything began to slow down, and things in the distance began to feel as if they were just around the corner. The black veins that rose above their gray skin stimulated my fear and the instinct for survival.

Clap! Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!

The old man running from behind fired incessantly to block their approach. The arms and legs of those who approach them with great firepower are falling apart even though they are busy shooting. Since then, I have also tried to build a decent flower net by firing. Soon the old man frowned, turned his head and shouted at us.

'Tanchang!'

It was stupid. I should have packed enough ammunition, if I had gone a little too far. Since there were only two bullet holes given to each individual, the old man's bullet was already running out. However, after quick judgment, detective Kim Hye-jung and Kang threw their own ammunition at the old man and pulled out the crossbow, which still had plenty of bolts left.

We began to slow down, backing down quickly. And I burned my last fighting spirit, feeling anxious before the dwindling bullets. I threw an empty cartridge on the floor and took out the radio I had in my pocket. And radioed to the immediate security forces waiting downstairs.

Get back! Get back!’

[Sorry?]

The guard, who had been waiting only for the radio, asked back in surprise at my sudden request, but there was no time for a detailed explanation. I blew off the head of a variant flying for the old man's head and turned off the radio at the end of my last cry.

Get out of here!

The interior of a large supermarket without lights was not such a bright place. The variant, who hid in the light darkness to avoid bullets, was looking for opportunities every moment, and just like those with excellent intelligence, he hit us from an unexpected direction. So I couldn't find a man flying from above me and fell to the ground.

He opens his mouth above my head and makes a terrible scream. I clenched my teeth in front of a mixture of malice and appetite. I grabbed the neck of a man who clenched his teeth without time to take out the sword and twisted violently to avoid the attack, and soon began to shoot him down on the head with a radio in his hand.

But to him, such defiance was like a child's prank. The radio broke so easily that he opened his mouth to bite my face without any damage. At that moment a large hand with leather gloves caught his head and neck before my eyes. And his body flew off to the side of the moving walk. A loud shout and familiar face, it was Du-sik who saved me.

'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Du-sik shouted at me like, "What are you doing?" I'm sorry, I delayed you. Du-sik grabbed my clothes as they were and began to drag me, who was falling down, and run. A situation in which there is not even a moment to happen. I snatched the gun away from the position being dragged in, and put in a bullet-filled tank.

'Dong-yoon! Where!'

The old man, who had stuck a dog's head in the man running before him, breathed his breath out and shouted to me. I gulped and fired bullets at the guys falling from above. And he pointed to the moving walk that has to go down further.

We need to get out the front door!’

The old man's expression hardened. And there was a question on his face about why it was the front door. That's right, we were partly avoiding the main gate and suddenly revised our destination, which could have embarrassed us. But the old man said, nodding his head without hesitation.

'I believe you.'

unprovoked trust The belief that I would follow my way unconditionally made the steel harder in my heart. I got up from my seat with the help of Doo-sik, and soon spilled all the remaining bullets. Then I took the last moving walk to the first floor.

Soon enough, a little more movement could get us out of this hell. As time went by, the mutants began to become more and more bizarre, and some had already completed their transformation perfectly. I could see that there was not much time left. And I took the bag from the Yongpal brothers who followed me.

When I opened the bag, the Molotov cocktail I had made with the old man appeared. In total, the quantity was five bottles, and I lifted a firebomb made of soju bottles, and I filled my eyes with sparkling gasoline. And quickly, Detective Kang and Yong-pal threw a bottle to each of the brothers, taking the zippo lighter out of their pockets.

The soju bottle was quickly shaken and the cloth blocking the bottle was heavily coated with gasoline. Immediately ignite the lighter and light the cloth. The burning fire and the smell of gasoline on my nose took over. I divided the fire with another Molotov cocktail and threw it straight ahead.

Fire burns in hell with the sound of a bottle breaking. Yong-pal and Kim Hye-jung added to the fire with gasoline sprayed everywhere, as if they had followed the instructions I had given earlier. The mutants ran toward us and either were burned by fire or burned all over the body, giving out a painful scream.

Finally, using the remaining weapons, we turned around without delay and began to run fast. Halfway down the moving walk, I had to open the front door and get out while the flames stopped them. Soon after, by the time I could see the main gate of the light sunlight coming in from afar, terrible screams and cries began to resonate from behind.

'Yay, yay!

I won't miss it! Never! That's what they were saying and crying. Those who had turned from ordinary human beings to the inhabitants of hell for a moment were venting their anger to us. Should I have apologized to them for not saving me? The child's face, staring at me with hollow eyes, passed by.

But instead of feeling sorry and guilty, I had no choice but to shoot bolts at them. My hands moved mechanically, and Bolt leaves the bow demonstration at high speed. bolt rapidly backing and frantic in front of one's eyes Pull and shoot, pull and shoot, and the more so, the closer hell was getting to me.

Breathing out, the hot flames and matching breaths came out of my mouth. The Molotov cocktail we threw added fire to the fire, and the flames burning the large mart began to increase its size. And the crazy crawlers in between were explaining that this is the Second Reich of Hell.

Dong-yoon! Let's get out of here!

The old man, who arrived at the door, called me in a hurry. Around the door, where the barricades were drooping, it had already been a long time since Du-sik had cleared it, and the group of glass-door main gate was also working together to break the lock. But I stopped there and loaded the last bolt.

A ringing of the ears. And in the middle of the flames, the child that Choi Tae-sik had taken hostage was turning into a monster and crying. The child's mouth was already torn, and his limbs had long been deformed. The screams and the black bloodstains on his gray face.

I closed one eye and clenched my lips. Soon after, he moved his aim and captured the child's head, which has now turned into a monster. And I pulled the trigger and sent my guilt on the bolt.