I'm still alive

My eyes opened. I had probably had a terrible nightmare. As soon as I opened my eyes, I struggled all over, and felt the aftertaste of the nightmare that still remained. But soon, I realized that this place was a reality, thanks to the stinging smell of Rocks and the aches I felt all over my body.

How long has it been? I couldn't even check my watch because I couldn't see anything. I had a splitting headache, and my rotten blood and my internal organs were so heavy. I was nervous for a long time and soon got up.

And listen to the door I came into. Naturally, there was no sound in this faraway place, and only the sound of wind blowing through the cracks in the door was heard. Shall we wait and see. No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I had a hunch that my body wouldn't last any longer. My whole body was weak, and I felt extreme pain in the wound. I tried to swallow my saliva several times with a terrible thirst. But only dust and somberness flowed out of the dry mouth.

The old man bled out of his head. Will he be okay? Is Doo-sik doing well? The dragon arm... ...the dragon arm had a lot of scars......... I was standing for a long time holding the handle. But the worry didn't last long, and I slowly turned the handle door.

The stairs were outlined between the dark shades. I carefully climbed the dark stairs and focused on the sounds of those who might come by. I didn't have anything now. If I opened the door and they were facing me, I was dead.

But I didn't mean to sit around in this secret room. Kwak Dong-yoon, who had been locking himself up because he was afraid of dying, has already died in a goshiwon. I exhaled slowly in front of the last remaining door, and soon caught the handle. Then he opened the door quietly, taking care not to hear the sound.

Fresh air burst through the door. I gulped in the wind, and soon lowered myself completely. And looked out through the crack in the door. It was a little dark outside the front door, and it was hard to tell if it was setting sun or rising.

I chewed my lips with anxiety. And I checked my wristwatch in a hurry using the light coming through the door gap. There's no way I've reversed time. Then, the clock's needle points to the day after the day has already passed.

I didn't even know how much time had passed. I frowned for a long time, but soon gave up thinking because of a rush of headaches.

However, I could not see them around because of the time. Instead, the front door of the villa was filled with footprints of rotten blood, perhaps they were frantically wandering around here looking for me. I rubbed my skin gently, feeling goose bumps at the moment.

I pushed the door quietly, confirming that there were no them in the front door or in the building. Then, in a convulsing position, he held his head out of the front door of the gear. The streets, where the black waves were rolling over, had disappeared like a haze and turned into a tranquil gray city.

I breathed a sigh of relief. And I started to worry about it as I was hit by the cold wind. I didn't have equipment and weapons, and I didn't have radios to decisively check each other's fate. Is everyone okay? Maybe they got you while you were hiding?

No. Everyone will be fine. I breathed out busily thinking positively. Then slowly came out and began to walk through the snow full of their footprints.

I'm thinking of visiting the hiding place of the party. It was not far away, and joining the party is the top priority. However, the only thing that bothers me is that a lot of time has passed, but I decided that it is better to move than to stay still.

The time when we were attacked and scattered is 11:30 when noon is approaching. And even if I shorten the running time, too much time has passed so far as I woke up. That said, even if I visit the place, chances are high that the party has already been rescued.

Yeah, you don't have to be there. As long as what I found wasn't a dead body.

* * *

We arrived at the public parking lot where Yongpal was hidden. Most of the cars in the parking lot were half-washed or broken. But there was a healthy yellow bus among them, and that was where Yongpal was hiding.

I leaned down and quickly moved my steps, hiding between the broken cars. The black blood and intestines seen everywhere were terrible enough to vomit, but they could not be seen, perhaps because of the eagerness of the party to survive.

I was able to get to the front of the bus soon after I moved my steps hard. After looking around for a long time, he lay down on the floor and called Yongpal quietly.

'..........Yong-pal.'

But there was no answer. I crawled to the side of the bus in a hurry, and soon found a sign of a person getting out of the bus. I finally smiled relievedly at the discovery. The hole through which one person could escape was exactly the size of a small dragon arm.

Of course there was no one under the bus. Instead, there were bloodstained bandages and signs of crouching on one side, probably escaping after safely treating the wound. Hey, let's leave our bags alone......... I grumbled quietly and laughed.

Where did he go anyway? I tried to find more footprints left by Yong-pal, but it was not easy to find them because there were so many traces of them. However, my next destination was fixed, so I got up without hesitation and stayed away.

I busied myself to the alley right next to the public parking lot. It was clear that the first place Yong-pal headed was the manhole cover where the old man and Doosik hid. And I started walking along the trail of Yongpal.

A short memory of running around this street passes by like a flash. I reeked my bitter taste and carefully checked if they were around, and soon I could reach near the lid of the manhole where the old man and Doosik were hiding.

That far-seeing manhole cover was half open. Coming there in a hurry, I checked the traces near it, and soon I could see that there was no one under the manhole cover.

There were definitely three shoe prints left near the manhole cover.

Two small people and a big one.

I swept the marks with trembling hands, and soon snorting my nose and giggling. I don't know why I laughed, and I don't know why I cried while laughing. I think it was only recently that I vowed not to cry shamefully, but I was shedding all the moisture left in my body with tears.

The footprints left by the group became blurred as they moved farther away from the manhole, but at least three people could be seen safe. I breathed heavily, scanning my hands over the footprints left by the party.

Everyone's alive.

We are now able to overcome the crisis and continue our tough lives.

I smiled violently stealing the runny nose with tears. It's out of the blue, but I missed the taste of kimchi stew that I used to eat sitting on my hands at the mart.

* * *

I hid myself in an alley and pondered. I'm sure the group wandered around here to find me as soon as they disappeared. But it would have been hard to find me hiding underground, and as time went by, I might have felt as nervous as I am now.

I never thought it would be so frustrating to have no contact. Apparently, he confirmed the fate of the rest of the party. However, it is hard to predict what kind of moves the group will take after escaping the area. Furthermore, it was hard to move recklessly because there was no most important map and equipment.

I'm hungry. I'm thirsty. to be sick

These three thoughts fill your head. In fact, it was impossible to return to Eden after passing the snowy road in this condition. Once I had to treat the wound, I needed food to replenish my physical strength. And it would be better if I could change my hard clothes.

I decided to rest for a while and replenish my stamina on the condition that I don't get too far around here. It would have been nice to have a convenience store or a shopping mall around, but I got up from my seat, stuttering in memory. And quickly got out of this alley.

The wind is exceptionally cold. No, have you ever been not cold? The hands and feet were frozen and numb, and the clothes hardened by blood are heavy. I walked around the streets, dragging my hazy spirit and a sore muscle.

There were one or two of them in the middle of the street. But the mad images of craving for flesh had disappeared, and had returned to the sullen fools who looked only at the sky. Walking so leisurely away from them, I found a small convenience store in the middle of the intersection.

It's a crossroad, so the view is wide, and there were no them around. And there was no conclusively broken door, which was more likely to leave items inside the convenience store intact. I hid myself between the cars and ran quickly over there.

When I looked inside the convenience store through the translucent glass door, I could see the inside of the store that was a little messy. Has anyone been there already? But not all the items disappeared, so I carefully opened the convenience store door and went inside.

The stale and damp smell pierced the tip of my nose. But now, smelling the familiar smell, I posed carefully and locked the convenience store door. Then he breathed out and sneaked in from the glass door in an invisible direction.

A lot of things were missing. But I couldn't take everything, and I saw some food I could eat from time to time. I was the first to take out a few bottled water from the display and hurriedly took it to my mouth. Oh, a cool persimmon moistened my throat.

I've been thinking dozens of times whether to empty the big bottled water half-empty in an instant and spray it over my head with the rest of the water. But I don't think I'm doing that in this weather, so I just wiped off my bloody face. Oh, I thought I was going to live now.

I burped long, slowly patting my belly full of water, and quickly glanced around to find something to eat. I wanted to eat warm food, but I didn't want that much. I caught a chocolate bar around, and soon tried to peel the wrapper.

‘…….’

No, as soon as I was about to peel the wrapper, I bent down hurriedly at the sound of the sound. It sounded so small, but it was too unexpected to avoid sensitive hearing. It was the sound of a man's cough, and it was coming from a warehouse inside the convenience store.

I quickly looked around and looked for weapons, but I couldn't see the right weapons. Still, he slowly approached the warehouse door with a pair of scissors wrapped in plastic wrapping paper, as he needed a flying stick to inflict a fatal wound.

‘…….’

Then came the sound of coughing again. I was sure there was a man in there, and I began to think for a moment. Should we attack first? Maybe it's the vagrams. Should I just avoid it? But even at the moment I was busy, my body was slowly holding the warehouse doorknob.

Ddalang.

I opened the door carefully to secure an advantageous position, and at that moment the sound of the empty can shaking rang out. Oh no, there was a simple alarm set up at the door. I quickly got up from my seat with a small spat and stagger back.

But the man in the warehouse was a professional. The black figure in the dark moved quickly as soon as it heard the sound, and soon rushed out in front of the warehouse door. And the silver material twinkling through the flowing light, I could see it was a police revolver.

Revolver?

As soon as I realized it was a gun, I had no choice but to hold up my scissors and stop. Because the person's face, which was seen through the light coming in from outside, was the face of detective Kang, whom I met at the earth base.

As soon as he saw my face, he slowly lowered the revolver he was holding.