I'm still alive

Do they prey on us for survival? Do you feel hungry? Run for slaughter; feel an endless thirst for blood. Not tired, not feeling cold. No one who commands, without necessity, is constantly obsessed with a common purpose. And never give up. They stop moving only after eating up all the living things in front of their eyes.

No retreat, no fear. A predator, a carnivore, a killing machine that appeared just to kill humans. Is there a modifier to define them? Are there any creatures that have posed a threat to humans as much as they have? No, are they "living things"? Where, for what, for what purpose. And everything is questionable about why it was a "human."

Many questions and confusion intersect. In fact, I shook my head and ignored them while defining them. Because I didn't want to think. That's how much fear they were to me. The fear refused me to think. However, the short story of the truth that I saw in the driver's seat of the truck soaked my thoughts and reason in fear.

I thought it might be a zombie from the movie just to think simple. An undead, a grub, a monster. Bite each other, kill and infect each other. I thought so simply. Because it was comfortable, easy to define. But I learned today that it is not.

Logics in your head merge one by one. They eat all the flesh and bones. Their purpose is simple predation. That's why the body does not exist, nor does the body that will become infected. After all, the cause of their outbreak is not infection.

Nevertheless, they left clues that they were human beings. worn and torn, but clothed, in human form. And the old resident registration card and receipt that I found on his body today. August 2, 1971.

Maybe it's just someone whose hobby is to keep an old thing. I wanted to think so. But the memories that passed through my head made me define them as human beings in the past. I began to remember specifically what I saw. clothes worn out in winter Out-of-date logos and makers.

They're all the same.

I just wanted to scream. I even wondered why I should feel confused about this. I rather wanted to hold onto anyone and tell them everything from one to ten. Hey, have you ever opened their wallets?’

When I woke up, I was leaning against the wall in every corner of the alley and hugging my gun. When I came to my senses and looked up at the sky, the world was getting darker and darker and darker. I realized that I had to find a hiding place like instinct, even though my head was confused. Slowly, he raised himself, and looked around. I couldn't see how hectic I walked. Still, the view of Dorimcheon Stream was familiar with the terrain, and soon I found a road that I had visited once.

I moved to get into the first alley, but I saw them gathering by the car in the distance. I watched for a long time doing something, but I felt reluctant to see five to six people standing idly near the car, so I entered the next alley.

The sun is short and the sun sets quickly because it is winter. And the weather is cloudy, so I don't even know how much the sun will float. We must hurry. Once we have achieved the first purpose of saving a gun, I think we should find a hiding place, preserve our physical strength, and make our next plan. Questions about them......... I've decided to put it aside for a while. Imagination dulls the body.

I found a small neighborhood supermarket on the second fork. Perhaps because it was the last alley at the end of the road, one side of the street was facing Dorimcheon Stream, and near the supermarket, small shops were all attached. The buildings are very old, and the sign looks old.

That's why I felt that people were rare, and it was far from my residence. I moved my steps towards the supermarket, and leaned down to check my surroundings. This street was quiet. I slowly approached the supermarket because I thought I only had to watch out for the sound. Already, the inside of the door was torn the handle on one side of the door was torn. He carefully opened the door and went inside, which had no meaning because there was no handle.

It was dark inside because there were few windows. As expected, the interior was messy, and there were no leftovers. Close the door slowly. What do I do when I don't have a doorknob? I thought I would, but the locks were meaningless to them. I'm a dead man the moment they get in here.

Still, he did not want to die while sleeping, so he collected broken glass on one side and sprinkled it slowly on the front floor of the door. If you step on it, you'll hear a little noise. Then he took the pieces of cloth from his bag and covered the door. The inside of the supermarket was a typical neighborhood supermarket that was often found as a child.

There was a sliding door inside the supermarket to see if it was used as a supermarket and home, and when I opened the door, I could see a single room full of dust. I can see through the small window that slowly darkens. I opened the sliding door and sat through the dusty floor.

It was a single room, but it was a home, so there was everything. A dead TV, a telephone, and an electric pad on the floor. I pressed it hard just in case, but it doesn't work. And there are family photos on the shelf. The children and a grandmother smiling brightly. It was probably the grandmother who ran the supermarket and her grandchildren.

Where did they all go? Repeating a bitter appetite, he pushed the bag into one corner and opened the wardrobe. Fortunately there were blankets when I opened the wardrobe, and I took out the blanket and laid it on the floor. Clothes and supplies remain the same. Did he leave in a hurry? I opened the shelves and the drawers of the wardrobe to see if there was anything useful.

I felt guilty for being a petty thief, but I've already done a lot of stealing, so....... I just decided to do it. Whether it was in case of a power outage, I found a large flashlight, batteries, candles and lighters, and took them quietly. Except for that, there was nothing I needed.

When the sun had set completely, the city was again plunged into darkness. There are strange cries and screams coming from afar as if they have begun to work. As he tried to close his ears, he walked to the corner of the room with a candle. Then he wrapped the blanket all over his body, and carefully lit the small candle.

The heat and light from the small candle moistens your hands warmly. The blanket covered up the light so that it wouldn't leak out, and began to chew the biscuits that were taken out of the bag. A sip of water, a slice of biscuit. The subtle sweetness was not a bad taste, but I didn't have much appetite, so I put it back in my bag instead of half eating it. And emptied a bucket of water at once.

And write a diary with a small candle as a lamp.

A lot has happened. It's only been two days, but I got the illusion that it's been another month. I looked through the diary and saw the graffiti Chae-yeon left. Slowly patting the graffiti, I closed my eyes. I just missed Chae-yeon. Tired, tired, and lonely.

I felt cold when I looked at the small shining candle. I felt as if I had returned to a single room. Wouldn't it be more comfortable to grab a gun and pull the trigger? Tired and lonely makes me tired, but I bit my lips tightly on Chae-yeon's face passing by her head, and bowed my head down.

We have to find them. Where did he go? Under these circumstances, long-distance travel by car or on foot is extremely dangerous. If so, it was highly likely to be in or near Sillim-dong. conformable armed capacity And clean clothes that seem to be well supplied. And I don't know why, but I was collecting survivors.

That means there are a lot of people, and we should think of a building that can receive a lot of people. Large buildings rub their heads past. There are so many and so many. But I can't think of the right traces and place. I wrote down each and every place I thought of.

have a large list After all, I was nervous about having to search all the places, but I couldn't help it. Because I was so desperate. If you cross Dorimcheon Stream and go down, there is a school cluster area at 3 o'clock. And if you go down further, there is Shin Seoul National University. First of all, I intend to search them one by one.

When my thoughts were sorted out, I blew the candle out.

* * *

I couldn't sleep well all night because of the screaming and screaming they were spouting. I was nervous and afraid that they would break through that door right away, and I repeated falling asleep and waking up. I quickly rose from my seat as dawn began to appear through the window. And twisting his body, all stiffened up and down in the chilly weather, trying to get out of the tension and cold.

Then carefully light the candle on one side. I stared blankly at the light for a moment and began to warm my hands in the little warmth. And naturally, take biscuits out of your backpack, and drink water slowly, too slowly.

As cold water and food went into the cold, I naturally missed warm food. But I couldn't smell it, so I pressed my desire and waited slowly for the sun to rise.

Waiting for the sun to rise, I hope it won't rise. I felt as if I were a soldier who started running in front of the front row of the battlefield. The feeling of having to run on a dangerous lonely road with one's eyes closed. I close my eyes tightly and open again.

Slowly rose from his seat. Straighten the bedding and place it in the original place. Then he picked up a backpack and a gun. When I opened the sliding door, the interior of the supermarket, which came in yesterday, remained unchanged. I quietly passed by the place, opened the door and came out. The farewell to the nest where I had been staying for a while was dry and quiet.

What I did as soon as I opened the door was to bend down and check my surroundings. Did anyone come around all night? And see if there's any sign of interest. I stood there for a while, observing and watching the surroundings. And soon, I moved diligently towards my destination again.

He looks very intimidated and cautious. If anyone sees me, they might think I'm a terrible coward. True. I am a terrible coward, and I firmly believe that this shameful image of me has protected Chae-yeon and my life. The coward's march was slow and careful.

Check the surroundings dozens of times every step and put your feet on the floor with care. He walks 100 meters and consumes his strength and energy to the point where he is mistaken for walking 1km. Stressed with nervousness and fear, the head tells you to act impatiently, but a thin line of reason and experience prevents such behavior. I move only for one purpose, for survival.

Crossing the Hwarang Bridge, I can see the street where I ran out of breath. And like cockroaches, you can see the road under the car. And I turn away the road carelessly. Then slowly move along the sign on the road to enter the university's seventh road.

I saw an apartment on one side, and under the apartment there were quite a few of them. I was thinking of crossing the apartment complex, but I stopped thinking about it when I saw the people who were gathered. Then I crossed the road along the wall of the apartment boundary.

The streets I walked on were deserted, as if all the people around here were driven to the apartments over there. I was lucky to have come unexpectedly, but I crept past the place in case I didn't relax.

And as I walked, I watched over the wall what they were doing. The guys who gather under the apartment and wander around. Are there any survivors left in the apartment?

I knew early on that they were sensitive to sound. But the apartment you see now was so quiet. Did they come here because they heard a sound? But why don't you go inside the apartment? They stood there as if it were their front yard.

He looked completely different from his usual behavior, which had a crazy reaction to the sound. They're the ones who look like old hunters hunting the mall. I stopped at the thought with a moment of goose bumps. Then I took a careful hold of the wall and looked inside carefully.

They're staring at the apartment. But it never moves. He soon gulped down his saliva and bowed his head quietly as he looked at the figure.

They used to look like colony creatures. However, it seemed like he was doing what he was showing it now. Maybe they're thinking about this. Let's wait for it to come out, or let's wait for it to give up.

If I'm right, humans can't unite anymore. Human beings are slowly being deprived of what they have done to protect them from the very beginning. "Social," "cooperative," "condensation." The biggest weapon human beings ever had. When it slowly disappears, the world......... it will be full of them.

And they'll start harvesting us isolated. Like a fish in a net, one by one.

I shook my head like crazy. No, absolutely not. I overestimated them. I took my eyes off it and started running fast, doing self-justification. I didn't want to see it. But when I looked back, I ran and looked at the apartment.

There were many houses covered by thick curtains. There must be a survivor. But they were isolated in this apartment. That gray building, which provided a comfortable resting place, has now become a prison for their survival.

Sensitive nerves flinch. It's as if a lot of people are watching me. I could feel the gaze, so I looked through each window of the apartment, but I couldn't see anything in the window that was far away. But I knew. They were drying up day by day, looking out through the window like me stuck in the goshiwon.

I closed my eyes and quickly got out of there.

It must have been a while, when I couldn't see the apartment, I sat down by the car and put on my shoes again. Then I took a wild breath and looked around.

And I could see the elementary school I was looking for. I have arrived at the vague destination that I had originally planned. I took my step to that far-seeing elementary school, and I crouched down at avenue.

There was not a single ant in the elementary school playground. Just in case, I approached more and went halfway around the wall of elementary school. There were no vigilantes, no signs of popularity. And decisively the front door was open.

And I could see a lot of blurred human shadows on the windows of the elementary school building. But I was neither glad nor approached. Because they were standing around and waving strangely. Eventually, I quickly moved away from there.

This is a typical residential area of an apartment complex. Apartments are crowded, and elementary, middle and high schools are all in one place. The names were all the same in front of the school, as if they were all in the same family. The more you go inside, the more frequency you see them, and the more dense they are.

Some apartments had black smoke coming out of the 4th and 5th floors, and a faint noise was heard. I didn't get close. Getting there was like committing suicide.

At first, I wanted to visit both middle and high schools, but I couldn't because of the growing number of them. But I had to check, so I checked two schools from afar. I felt intuitively that I didn't have to watch closely. It was no different from the elementary school that I found first.

Passing through Sillim-ro 3-ga-gil, you can see a large fork in the road. One side is the road to the Gwanak Cultural Center and the other side is the road to Sillim-ro. As you head to Sinlim-ro, you will see a rest area on the road called Mannam Plaza.

The main road, the main road, was filled with cars, and the parking lot of the Mannam Square Rest Area was also filled with cars trying to get out of the rest area and cars trying to get in and out of the rest area were packed with cars without owners whether they had created a mix.

I moved there without hesitation. For now, my plan was like this. Don't go round and round, head across the parking lot to the Meeting Square. Then he passes through the Plaza of Meeting, passes through the entrance intersection of Seoul National University, and heads to Seoul National University.

Of course I know it's a dangerous road, but it was more dangerous and far away to go around the road. They can hide themselves among cars in a crowded place or crawl under a car in dangerous situations where they are in danger. Experience has shown that it is safer and has a higher chance of survival. And because it was a straight line, the distance from Shin Seoul National University was close.

As I moved my steps, I saw the wall, and I struggled over it. And as I entered the parking lot, the cars were full of sight. There were cars with doors open as if in a hurry, and there were cars with broken windows.

The bloodstains and pieces of internal organs scattered over the cars did not decay in the cold weather and hung like meat in the freezer. I saw them stagger in the middle of the cars, looking up at the sky.

In fact, I wasn't sure. Confidence in whether we can find them on our way to Sinseoul University. This feeling of drifting endlessly over the desert made me feel weak and confused. But he didn't stop walking.

Meeting Plaza

After reading the old sign, I grabbed the gun tightly.