I'm still alive

'You should greet the guests.’

The old man muttered with his gun up, and I nodded faintly. Seeing him walk toward us, he was obviously a bunch of beginners who were poor at long-distance travel. A disorderly array and a boundless lead. They, who have a cluttered atmosphere, would have been attacked at once if it had not been for the collection of strains we left by the roadside.

It was hard to think of it as a group of survivors coming here by accident. They were obviously following our footsteps, and eagerly looking around for someone. The way they follow us with purpose, and the starting point where our movements overlap. They could only think of it as a group of gyms that the male teacher said. Cockroaches and others have found their way to life without contact.

When I sent an ambush call, the party dispersed in an instant. And Mr. Nam, who noticed that they were a group of gyms, rushed to my side, but was forced into the building by Yong-pal, who was approaching faster. As soon as instructions are given, my orders are absolute.

The ambush was over in a flash, and less than 30 seconds later, the road was cleared. Only me and the old man stood firm on the road. The old man yawns long and gives out a deep breath. I breathed out long, looking at the scene quietly, and waited for them to walk as slowly as a snail. The cold air of guns swarm over the gloves.

And after a while, they finally found us and began to walk towards this place with care. The total number of people was 20 people, more than expected, and the gender ratio was even, but strangely, there was no sense of equality. I slowly frowned, feeling the unpleasantness that I felt for some reason. And when they approached about 50 meters, I quietly raised my hand to block their access.

Hey! You guys are rescuing from Eden?’

Standing at the front was a middle-aged man wearing an unusually clean suit. However, despite wearing a clean suit, his face was full of dirty, vulgar sense of authority. He was suspicious of the only two of us on the road, but he tried to walk here, speaking informally. But when I raise my hand again to block the way ahead, the middle-aged man frowns.

"What is it? It's a blue little boy....... Call the person in charge, the person in charge!’

The man's expression, which confirmed that there were only two of us on the road, was instantly stained with arrogance. And after checking out the uniform I was wearing, he started looking for the head of the group, convinced that we were from Eden. Is it because I'm relatively young? He naturally treated me like a subordinate. The old man's expression was distorted, and I licked my dry lips quietly.

I didn't react hastily. The man kept shouting, but I watched them quietly as if to bark more. Then the man twisted his face red as if he thought he had been ignored, and the cold wind began to change rapidly in an instant. In the crowd, some of the generals walk with arrogant steps, perhaps aware of the changed atmosphere.

All of them look like a bully, and their facial expressions are arrogant. Do you think he wants to go on a show of force? In front of the weak, I felt strong, and in front of the strong, I felt familiarity with the weak, but my fingers tickled. I hid my party because I was wondering how they would react. However, I gently raised my hand and loaded the gun in a situation that was exactly what I expected. Thank God, I was worried that they might be human. I could shake off a moment of heavy guilt.

Click, when I pull the trigger, the old man responds with a long tone as if he had waited. At that moment, a huge bomb fell on the airflow that was flowing like a storm, and the party appeared from all sides. As the windows of the building open, the shuddering gunpoint pops out, and under the big truck, a group of Park Dae-bak, who were holding their breath, crawls out like ghosts. Too familiar silence and sharpness began to boil at the same time. It's time to see the real weeds that are different from that greenhouse pig grass.

Hiccups.

A middle-aged man is startled and hiccups in front of a cold gun. Also, the faces of men who seemed to beat me up at once turned pale and my body had already been retreating for a long time ago. Everything is funny and annoying. I was disgusted at the moment when I was faced with a change of attitude, such as a large number and a gun, and at the same time I had the desire to handle things quickly. I asked with a voice similar to a cold full tone.

What's the point?’

'Books, responsible...….’

Is that still the sound? The man blushes as if he's angry that he's scared. But unlike before, he couldn't stare at me with an arrogant attitude. A cold sweat forms from his half-naked head, and his face is full of embarrassment. Looking at the figure, I answered quietly, and the voice embraced all the nearby party.

'I'm in charge.’

I'm the one responsible for all of these. A position that cannot be turned away or avoided. I admit the burden of straightening my back and fluffing over my shoulders. And standing firm on such an honorable and imposing position, he looked down upon him. He bit his lips to see if his pride was hurt under my gaze. And he began to speak in formal language as if he had no choice but to do so.

I'd like you to take us with you, but...….’

Was that it? The man hid his arrogance and anger in disgrace. Then he tries to bend his servile pose and starts to change his attitude for a moment. If it wasn't for the mutants, I would have been king on the spot. Yes, if it weren't for the strains, I wouldn't have had to lower my head in front of me, who is judged to be below him. I read annoyance and blackness in the man's face.

I inadvertently turned my eyes away, and I could see that the crowd behind me was packing up something. The bags they were carrying were full of heavy food, and even the zipper wouldn't lock properly. It must be food, so why does it seem to me a dirty, ugly desire? I spit out the bitter saliva in my mouth without hesitation.

The atmosphere turns colder when I spit. Were these the reasons why convenience stores and marts nearby were robbed? They must have packed enough for them to bring, but the amount was considerable. Maybe there's food left in the gym that you couldn't bring.

'You have plenty of food.’

The kids were eating dog food, and you all had so many things you couldn't eat. I wondered if they were really ashamed. So he quietly looked into his eyes without spouting back words. But the man, who heard me, hurriedly pulls out the food bag with an unlucky smile as if he knew it would happen.

You want something, right? That's what you say from the beginning......... We have cigarettes and alcohol.’

Food is a world of goods and power. This man understood and responded to my words in his own way whether he had accepted the change faithfully. But facing it, I wasn't at all happy. My blood is cold, and my skin begins to rise with displeasure.

I've already made up my mind. My right hand shook at the party, signaling that it was time to go home. The group quickly moved out of the ambush position and began preparing for the move. But the man stammers in front of the sudden change of atmosphere.

'Why, what's wrong? Is it not enough? Please wait a little longer! There's more!'

There must be something planned. But I've already made up my mind. And even a handful of mercy and sympathy that remained were scattered in the cold wind. My expression and heart were colder than ever, and my hand holding the gun had a sheer force.

As I turned around, the old man turned his head without hesitation. And our party began to move slowly over the invisible wall.

'Wait! Wait!’

It feels like it's completely over. The bullies, who had a pompous atmosphere earlier, couldn't come near because of the gun, and only the man in the suit began to run towards me. The hand that stretched out toward this place had a filthy desire for life and ugly dregs. But at that moment the old man's hands moved like thunder, and thunderous bows hit the air.

Thunder follows with light. The thunderbolt went right into the man's path. And the attack, which even my eyes couldn't keep up with, stopped a man's body for a moment, and makes him shoot a shabby hips. The flutter rings, and the man realizes exactly four seconds later that he almost died. The old man says as he watches yellow urine flow down over the white snow.

'Follow me and I'll be dead.’

Very straightforward. Follow me and you'll find out that it's not a lie by looking at the bolt that was almost stuck in his head. The man, who first faced the wall of death, stared blankly at Bolt and us, and failed to stop him from walking again.

There must be a reason why they abandoned their kingdom and followed it all the way here. Who would want to get out of paradise? The strains roamed everywhere in search of survivors, and they were soon destined to be captured and killed by them. When paradise disappeared and hell arrived, the desire to survive overcame the fear that he might die. He knows this is his last chance.

'Excuse me, Mr. Chung! Mr. Chung, please save us! If we go back like this, we're all dead.'

The man lying face down on the floor looked desperately around, and soon found a male teacher next to Yong-pal. And as the neighborhood screamed away, the glasses-clad man began desperately calling. The look is completely different from the first sight, the arrogance disappears, and the suit is stained with urine and eyes.

After hearing his voice calling him, Chung slowly turned his head and looked at him with his dead eyes. His eyes were a completely rotting, frozen, frozen, and frozen eyes.

The vice-principal...….’

A person like a mountain corpse asks, and a person worse than a mountain corpse answers.

'I'm sorry! I'm sorry!! People should live....... please tell me!'

Ugly. Dirty. All that sticky feeling passed by knocking on my heart. I completely turned away from the man lying on the floor as if I had seen nothing to see. But only the old man stopped walking and watched the male teacher's choice with his cold, subdued eyes. Perhaps this is a moment of choice whether to take him away or leave him, who was indecisive.

'Then, why...'Why did you close the gym? They're all dead, remember?’

The male teacher asks with his head down. Reminding me of the nightmare that I said myself, I began to tremble all over as if I were having a seizure. Tears fall like tears of blood, and as long as they have been kept silent, they start to burn quietly like burning charcoal. Children cry, women turn their heads.

But the vice principal who fell on the floor did not answer for a while. No, maybe it's something you can't answer. An hour passed by, and the vice-principal opened his mouth and answered in a trembling voice.

'I'm sorry... Me! I'm sorry! I wanted to live! I'm so sorry!’

It's a cowardly apple. It's a karma that takes no responsibility for anything and only talks about it. I thought it was meaningless, and so did Mr. Chung, who asked why it was closed.

A beast wearing human masks; a monster more than a monster. I felt disgust and futility for such a man. How deep can man fall into the abyss, and how ugly can he be to not fall there? Jeong shouted as if he was throwing up blood with his hands tightly claspedaling.

I wanted to live with everyone!!! Everyone there, they wanted to live!!! Why did you have to live alone? What's the reason? You guys just die, please, all of you die there!'

He uttered a harsh curse in his hushed voice. Now, none of the people in the gym were asking for their lives, nor were there any more candy bars telling them to love their enemies. If you get hit in the left cheek, you'll hit the left cheek, and if you get stabbed in the right belly, you'll stab the right cheek. Life was so light before ugliness.

Mr. Chung watched all death, and now even felt vain. And that vainness made me realize with all my body the law of the jungle, which was made of gray. When I looked up at the sky, it began to snow. It must be snow falling white, but it began to look strangely gray.

Gray, not leading evil, was representing our minds.

Chung turned around powerlessly and took care of the crying children, and the group began to move toward their path as if nothing had happened. Today, I finished my mission safely. Don't even remember, let's not smell the abyss anymore. But at that moment the vice-principal started to crack behind me for the last time.

Call the head of the group leader! I'm an elite, an elite! I'm more than a bunch of them....... I'm more useful than that scumbag, you bastards!!’

Have you lost your reason? The man, who seemed to have fallen on the floor and given up everything, only vented his dark innermost thoughts and true intentions when the last moment came. The moment I heard the real intention, I burst out laughing. My hand was once again directed at the Norris, and above the trigger the index finger went quietly up. I still feel the obsession and dirty desire that I haven't given up. I had to cut it off.

in a rush

The muzzle dances and the flames sparkle. The men who were staring at me as if they were going to kill me run away in a hurry, and the vice-principal crawls madly back and wriggles to get out of this position. Shocked that he didn't know he would shoot, flew from all sides, and the atmosphere that was being confronted finally crossed over to us.

Not a single person was shot. The bullets that flew made an invisible wall between them and us, and created a wire fence of the bullet to keep away from us. By the time the boundary between deep-fried snow on the floor and snow falling from the sky faded, I shook my hand once and swept over the smoke of gunpowder. And a hoarse voice crawled out of my mouth.

'I'm sorry, I'm not good at shooting because of my eyes.’

An empty cartridge falls on the snow, and the place is replaced by a heavy one. The cold sound of pulling the yolk rang out and I asked them for their last understanding.

'But I'll try.’

The vice-principal got up from his seat and ran like mad, and the rest of the people who still remained began to run away from here, starting their instinctive running. I turned quietly and surrounded the gun as if nothing had happened. My eyes and memories vanished like melted snow.

I missed Chae-yeon.