I'm still alive

I could hear a person talking. A sense of great sensitivity awakens a half-sleep mind. I rubbed my eyes in a hurry, and caught the gun I put on the floor. And I tried to grasp the situation quickly, blinking my eyes. The sun seemed to rise when light came through the newspapers.

Looking ahead, the old man, like me, was holding a shotgun, with his eyes sharply open. The old man and I nodded silently as soon as our eyes met. I carefully half-up, slightly sideways, and looked outside.

Soon after, I could find the main culprit of the sound. As I put my finger on the old man, the old man grabbed the shotgun tightly and crawled this way and glued next to me to look outside. There were three people standing in India, a few meters from here.

I squinted my eyes, and tried to look at their attire. Then they figured out what clothes they were wearing, and soon felt their hearts beating fast. One woman in the same costume as a man in a white doctor's gown. And a man in uniform with a gun. The clothes were the same as the ones who came to the shelter.

And most crucially, the woman in that doctor's fortune is a memorable face. Clearly the woman who came to the shelter with the soldiers. How can I forget?

The hand holding the gun gave me strength. And I bit my teeth without realizing it. The body shakes, and the view narrows. I couldn't control myself because I didn't know what to do when something was boiling up inside.

I'm in pain like this, and they don't care. The soldier was grinning, biting a cigarette, and the man in the doctor's gown continued to talk to the woman and flirt with her. It was as if this window had been walled and divided into daily life and tragedy.

As a resident of tragedy, I feel hatred and anger before everyday people. When the guys who stole Chae-yeon are laughing, I shed tears of blood. I pulled the trigger with my trembling hand. As if I were ready, the whispering to kill them all rang out. A cold knock with a bullet engraved on it. Pulls me sweetly like a devil.

'Calm down.'

It was the old man who stopped me. Holding my shoulder and keeping an eye on them, he spoke calmly. When I couldn't control my anger, the old man continued his words as if he understood everything.

'I agree with you. But you have to be sure.’

The old man recites like that and gives a cool smile like that. And muttered to me, pointing back.

'Wait when they move. You can't imagine we're here.’

Then he crawled to the other door and opened the car door carefully so that he could not hear the sound and lay down on the floor. I slowly crawled along the old man and fell on the side. The old man, watching me like that, said, pointing in the direction they thought they were going to face.

'Hide under the car. And you're gonna stab her in the calf like last time. Soldiers come first. Never shoot a gun.'

The old man spoke with a solemn face. I grabbed my frantic beating heart and nodded. Then he held the gun in his arms and crawled carefully so that he could not hear the sound. The laughter they spit out is ringing in my ears. I clenched my teeth at the laughter, crawled under the car a little further away.

As we crawled under the car, we saw the sidewalk in front of us. And looking to the side, I could see an old man going under the car in the opposite direction from far away. The old man looks at me and brings his index finger to his lips. I look face to face and nod and breathe evenly.

I wanted to run out and put a bayonet in their necks right away, and scream. I wanted to fire a gun at least, saying, "Put Chae-yeon out right now." But I lay down like a cockroach for a chance never to come back. Patience, and patience. I held back my anger, and I held it in.

And about half an hour passed. I wanted to move my body that had hardened in the cold weather, but I didn't budge. Every time the blowing biting wind brushed my face, and every time I heard them laughing, I shook my hands and persevered.

And finally the laughter stopped and the footsteps began to be heard. They began to walk in the direction that the old man had expected. They'll pass through here exactly. It's finally time! I felt my heart beating violently. I witnessed the moment that I had been waiting for and waited for.

Time flies slowly. I can see their feet over the rear wheels. Soldiers lead the way. Since then, a woman and a man have been walking together. I slowly put the bayonet forward and open my eyes.

The world has changed like this, and I have undergone many changes. After they appeared, everything turned upside down. Life that had been flowing like water began to mingle with fierce currents, and was now completely ruined. Fate sprinkles blood on my life.

Nietzsche talked. One who fights monsters. You must be careful not to turn yourself into a monster in the fight. I may have become a monster.

Yeah, maybe.

Breathe long and exhale. The soldier's legs were seen in front of him. I threw the sword forward without hesitation. I didn't close my eyes or turn away. The bayonet was lodged exactly in his thigh. How deep it was, the blade all went in. And I felt something hard stabbing at my fingertips.

The blade must have touched the aorta, the blood splashed strongly on my face. The blood splashed the floor like a 좍 fountain, and I slowly wiped my forehead and cheeks with my sleeves. Warm blood trickled down. The soldier could not scream at the sudden situation and wrapped his thighs with both hands. And fell to the floor like it was falling apart.

Whether it was difficult to grasp the situation, the soldier groaned and complained of pain. And he looked at his thighs, which were dazed with blood, whether it was real or dreamy. And my eyes met with me when I was knocked down.

A face stained with pain and fear. The anger that was hidden inside exploded. The sorrow and hatred I endured. And a mixture of malice directed at him is poured out. I kicked out of the car without hesitation. Then he attacked the soldier and climbed onto it.

The soldier stared at me blankly as if he had found a demon. I grabbed the gun without hesitation, and I shot the soldier's face with a dog's head plate. The dog's head plate is precisely stuck in the soldier's chin to prevent the scream from popping out. With the sound of crushing, the feeling of running through the dog's headboard rings my hand.

I didn't finish with one stroke. Unilateral violence did not stop until the soldier stopped moving. Soon after, the last sound of a broken bone was heard, and the soldier dropped his head. I looked down at the scene with cold eyes.

I looked to the side in a wild breath. The woman sat down and looked at the place as if her legs had loosened. I was looking at me with trembling body and tearful eyes, not knowing if I was panicked.

The last handful of sympathy is gone. I swallowed the tears of blood while you were crying. I slowly got up from my seat. I felt pain in my injured foot, but the guilt and anger that tore my heart to shreds it dies down again.

A man who was with a woman with a scream runs away quickly. And as soon as the man runs away to the other side, something sharp comes out from under the car, and the man soon falls screaming.

And as he tries to scream at the iron skewer stuck in his ankle, the old man's fist closes his mouth. The old man pumped his fist into the man's face as if he were dispelling resentment. It was telling us that the intensely shaky shoulders and the rough old man who felt this far were very angry.

I stared blankly at the figure and picked up a gun. Then he wiped the blood from the Great Sword off his sleeve. And looked at the woman.

The woman must have peed and sat on a yellow puddle. And look at me with a shuddering body.

'The child and the woman you took.

That's all I said and shut my mouth. This is because the voice of the monster's voice, which is cracked and hoarse despite not shouting, is so similar to the groaning of the monster. A chilly wind of knife blows over the body.

I stared blankly down at my hand and burst into laughter. Then he clenched his teeth and spat out words like chewing them out.

'Tell me, where it is.'

* * *

I don't... I don't know...….’

The woman looked up at me with a face covered with tears and a runny nose. And he backed away from me as hard as he could from me, in a state of course. A face full of fear and fear made me feel worse. I looked up at the sky, and sighed loudly.

I still feel the sensation of the thighs going through the thighs. Is that why? The hand holding the gun was still quivering weakly. I wipe the blood off my cheeks with my sleeves. The bitter smell of blood stings the tip of the nose.

'Of course you'll say you don't know.

Looking to the side, the old man, who had come this way, said to the woman in a cold voice. The woman's eyes tremble profusely as an old man throws a bloodstained skewer on the floor. How many times he hit, the old man's fists were covered with wounds, and the man's blood was dripping from his fists.

The old man picked up the skewers again, wiping blood from his clothes. When the old man looked at the man he was dealing with, his whole body was blood-stained and slightly convulsed.

Did you kill him?

I asked small questions. The old man shook his head. Then he picked up an iron skewer and approached the woman slowly and said as if reciting.

'But I might kill him now.’

The woman screamed a little, and struggled to run away. I looked at it calmly. I had to do anything to save Chae-yeon. And the old man would think the same as me. Maybe I would if the old man hadn't.

I wished she could get the information we wanted quickly. The old man snatched at the back of a woman trying to escape. and asked growlingly, sticking the skewer in front of his eyes.

'Tell me, where are all the kids you took?’

The woman's eyes trembled profusely at the sight of the flesh and blood on the skewer.

There's nothing wrong....... I'm not at fault...….’

The woman muttered the same words as if she had a trauma. The old man frowned, and soon his expression was stained with demonic rage. Then the old man raised his hand without hesitation and took a picture of the woman's head with a skewer handle. There was a dull sound and a woman screaming in pain. The old man was unusually excited.

"There's nothing wrong? But why did you do that to that good boy? Why did you do that to a kid who doesn't know anything? Who the hell are you guys! What is it? What is it?

The woman's head was stained with blood, and I ran fast and grabbed the old man's arm. Then he took the cloth out of his pocket and stuffed it into the woman's mouth. It was difficult to kill, and it was difficult to hear any more loud noises. I was so strong that I was dragged by an old man even though I grabbed his arm. But soon the old man fell on the floor with me as if he was exhausted.

I quickly took the skewer from the old man's hand. The old man was crying like a child. His iron-walled face collapsed in a moment; his sober eyes sank into tears of grief. The old man was weeping and venting so mournfully.

It must have been painful. I didn't hear the details, but I could fully guess the pain hidden in it. I bit my lips tightly and got up from my seat. Then he grabbed the skewer he had taken from the old man and ran to the woman. Then he took the cloth out of his mouth and held the woman's body tight.

"Save me......... please......'

As soon as the cloth fell out of her mouth, the woman looked at me with a painful expression and begged for her life. I didn't say anything else, nor did I do anything innocent. I just rested and asked her for one thing in a twisting voice. Then I lifted the skewer and recalled my resolve.

'It's your last chance. Tell me where the children and the women you took are.’

Then bring the skewer down to the woman's chin. Blood flowed like a small solid line as a skewer climbed onto the delicate skin. The woman begged for help with her trembling eyes and body in the face of death.

And as soon as I shouted to answer again, I soon begged my hands and wept.

All the women are locked in a law school building....... and the kids...….’

The woman was hesitating to answer. My eyes were shaking and I was constantly looking at myself, and I realized there was something. That's why I felt anxious, and at that moment my anger and anger soared.

Answer me!

I forced out a voice that had not been fully rested and threatened the woman. The woman said, rubbing her hands repeatedly.

'They're... they're letting them work....... I'm so small that I can't see the monsters well...….’

As soon as I heard it, I felt a strain in my hand holding a woman. I didn't even want to ask what you were making me do. At a moment's notice, I felt a violent rage at everything they did. Humans chose to be monsters themselves among monsters.

The primitive age of prey and utilization of the weak. I put my hand on the woman's neck like instinct. And began to apply force. I wanted to kill him so badly. pure flesh extreme hostility I felt that for the first time.

The woman's expression slowly began to warp, exhaling harsh breaths and resisting weakly. But soon his face turned red, and his eyes began to show white. I heard a harsh sound in my mouth how hard I bit my teeth.

At that moment I let go of the woman's neck with the force of grasping and pulling my body.

'Don't do anything to regret.'

It was the old man who stopped me again. Before I knew it, the crying had gone on my face, and I was looking down at me with my usual hard, sober eyes. Then, patted my shoulder silently and looked at me. I stared blankly at the old man's face as I breathed out of breath.

It was a deep eye. I let go of my hand when I met the eyes. The old man got up slowly, grabbed a shotgun, and aimed at the woman. The woman held her neck and breathed out, and when the old man pointed a gun, she said mournfully with a frightened and perplexed face.

'I told you everything......... please save me.’

The old man pointed at the woman without saying a word and said he would soon ask her one last question.

'Tell me the exact location where the kids are.’

The woman looked at the gun pointed at her with trembling eyes, and said hurriedly.

'Men are... ..Boys get out of town, girls get firewood from the mountains......... it's in the mountains behind the veterinary building...….’

I exhaled a breath of intense relief in my mind. At least he didn't go out to the city. I slowly rose from my seat again with a stiff face. The ears and feet screamed for pain in the violent movement. But I took hold of the pain, and I shut my mouth tight. And looked at the old man and said,

Are you going to kill him?’

At my words, the woman screamed and begged. The old man then shook his head with a bitter smile, and said to the woman, pointing a shotgun in the opposite direction of Seoul National University.

'Get out.'

The woman rose from her seat, bursting with tears as soon as she heard it. Then with trembling eyes, I came out and looked at the old man's countenance, and hurriedly began to run the other side. Maybe he'll come back here again and report us to them.

But I didn't reject the old man's decision. Without the old man, I would have been the same body as them at the main gate. Seeing a woman running as far away from us as possible without wearing shoes, I took the gun that the dead soldier had and searched for accessories.

I packed the ammunition and accessories I found. He held out a gun for the old man to use, but the old man shook his head and lifted the shotgun. And he told me.

'When the sun sets, move.’

I nodded, and looked up at the sky. So far the darkness has not been on our side. But at least today he'll help us. The sun is still high. To make specific plans with the old man, and to have a meal, I got up from my seat.

The soldier I had suffered was dead. And the man whom the old man faced also died. We dragged the body so calmly and hid it. And the bloodstains were wiped off with dirt, and out of place.

Me and the old man walked along the street in the warm sunshine. Then we went into the car we stayed up all night and locked the door again. Both remained silent for a long time before the old man opened his mouth.

'I'm going to the law school building. Maybe there's a granddaughter there. 자네는 수의과 건물로 향하게. 그리고 다시 만나자고.’

나는 작게 고개를 끄덕였다.

그리고 노인과 나는 이런 대화를 했다.

‘안 죽인 거 후회 안 하십니까?’

‘누구를?’

‘여자요.’

‘도망간 방향에 뭐가 있었는지 잊었어?’