I'm still alive

The old man patted me a couple of times on the shoulder and went under the car to pull out the body. And he pushes his body aside like he's cleaning up a hideous thing. Looking blankly at the figure, I staggered from my seat and stood up.

As soon as I gave strength to my right foot, a thrilling pain came up on my legs. I let out a painful groan, and the old man, who saw the figure, looked at me with mixed eyes. I leaned over for a moment with my gun as a cane and looked up at the sky.

A lot of time has passed. It was not a sign of sunset, but most of the afternoon passed. I shook my head and said to the old man, "Don't

'There's no problem with lengthening.’

The old man sighed deeply and nodded as if to understand.

We went under the car again and took a rest. I drank a sip of water and filled my stomach with boring biscuits. The old man refused, but I handed water and biscuits to the old man's hand as if half forced. I would have died without him. I've thanked them.

We rested for about five minutes, and started moving again. Tired, cold, tired. The body had no strength, and the body trembled in cold weather. Whenever I feel like giving up, I stretch my hand one more time, and whenever I feel like I want to rest, I hit my legs one more time.

The idea of arriving before sunset filled my head. After a long time of patience, I crawled to the point where I could see the sign of the Gwanak IC sign.

As I entered the intersection of the entrance to Shin Seoul National University, the road widened and the screen covering both sides disappeared. At a distinctly wide gap in the car, I carefully looked at both sides and looked back at the old man. The old man was also looking at me with a little nervous eyes as if he had stopped following me when I stopped.

I mumbled in my mouth for a moment and crawled out of the car slowly. As expected, there were many cars around, but strangely enough, there were traces of artificial cleaning. Between the crowded cars, two people had a wide gap to pass through, and the road was clearly heading toward a sign pointing to Shin Seoul National University.

I gulped and clenched my fist at the sight. I finally felt a step toward what I wanted. I breathed out a rough breath and crouched by the car. And I looked hard at the front and both sides. There was no sign of popularity. I gestured at the old man.

The old man looked closely at me and crawled out of the car when I gestured. Then squatted beside me, muttered small, pointing in one direction at the intersection.

'It's the front gate of Shin Seoul National University.’

Feeling tired, I washed my face dry. Then asked the old man.

Do you think they're blocking it?’

Then the old man shut his mouth and just nodded his head. I think I asked too obvious a question. As I coughed in vain and looked straight ahead again, the old man sighed deeply and spoke quietly.

'You'll see.’

The old man walked to the sidewalks by the car at the end of the horse and moved slowly. I got up from my seat with a moan of pain. Obviously my feet hurt, but I didn't want to waste time because of the pain.

With guns in both hands, he limped his feet carefully along the old man. I felt impatient for no reason, but I decided to believe the old man walking in front of me. I kept my feet busy, enduring pain. A cold sweat came out of my hand because of the tension.

The walking speed was also very fast compared to the crawling speed. Away from the intersection, we entered the way to the main gate of Seoul National University and began to see the main gate of Shin Seoul National University. As soon as I saw the front gate of Shin Seoul National University, I was speechless and kept my mouth shut.

The roads leading to the entrance of Seoul National University were blinded by cars. But instead of having a car, there were plenty of bodies scattered. And the structure symbolizing the main gate was tightly blocked by buses. The bus was parked so that there was no gap between the front and the front, and the front door was blocked off by buses. The barricades made by the bus were showing off their prowess.

The surrounding landscape was also bleak. The trees that were decorating the surrounding landscape were all cut off, and the bus windows were filled with dried blood. The old man told me to lie down. When I expressed my doubt, the old man held me by the shoulder without a word and pressed hard, and I fell down on the floor without strength.

And the old man, too, lay down after me and whispered with a stiff face.

'Look at the window of the bus, and on top of the bus.’

I opened my eyes narrowly and focused my mind on the visible vision. It was far away and not seen in detail, but clearly on the bus stood something that looked like a person, and a few shadows were seen from the windows. Movement and gait. And the way he stood was clear to man.

And something that sticks out through the windows or that they hold. There was only one word that passed by, at a glance, through my head. It's definitely a gun. I gulped down my saliva. When I looked towards the old man, the old man was pointing his finger at one place.

Turning his eyes toward the place, it was a roadside full of corpses.

'Look at the bodies.’

I felt goose bumps at the moment. And approached slowly towards the body of the gear to look closely. I thought all these bodies were their bodies. But I now realize it was a wrong idea.

Apparently there was a body of them. No, there were a lot of their bodies. But they weren't the bodies that were stuck in the middle.

The woman was shot to death with her eyes wide open about what was so resentful. And the dead grandmother, holding the bundle tightly, was covered in blood, and beside it was a male student who was so shot that it was hard to see the shape, buried between his eyes.

Everyone died horribly and was flabby by the roadside. It snowed a lot, but it didn't cover them all. Gil had all the memories of the day.

'They're not rescuers.’

The old man's words flew like a dagger into my heart. At first I doubted it, and I was only angry that she took Chae-yeon. And I blamed myself for not doing anything. But in the corner of my heart, I had a mind just in case. I tried to deny it, but the consequences of the denial came so horrendous.

I vomited on the spot. It wasn't because the body was disgusting or repulsed. Hate for them. And endless anger soared. The self-deprecation that I lost Chae-yeon to those guys made me vomit everything out of my body.

There was a sense of anxiety among those bodies that seemed to find Chae-yeon. I felt faintly distant, and my eyes were about to be drawn out by anger. I stared fiercely at the place and started crawling. I wanted to kill them all. I wanted to tear them apart and swallow them to death. But I stopped there because of the strength of my body.

As I turned my eyes away, I saw the old man's hand who caught me. And the old man told me in a cold, determined voice, as if to think rationally.

'The sun is setting, let's find a place to stay.'

I shook my hand angrily at the remark. Chae-yeon might be in that body right now. But you want to find a place to rest? I was angry at the old man for the first time. But before that anger the old man grabbed me with a grave look on his face.

'The kid you're looking for isn't in the pile. I assure you.'

I wanted to shout how you knew it. But I couldn't yell. Because I faced the eyes of an old man who looked very sad. There was a lot of emotion in his eyes. Feeling that complex feeling, I was speechless and speechless.

And I tried to calm down my anger slowly. At least I wanted to hear what he said. Actually, Chae Yeon is alive. I wanted to hear from the old man that he was obviously alive. As my breath gradually stabilized, the old man said in a slightly quivering voice.

'When I first got here, I was as angry as you were. And crawled forward frantically. "If my granddaughter is dead, I will collect her body."

And the old man closed his eyes. And said, trembling hands, as if recalling those days.

Fortunately, my granddaughter wasn't among the bodies. But I couldn't sleep comfortably. My granddaughter was still in custody, and the faces of the bodies I checked that day came out of my dreams and tormented me.’

'I've seen it dozens of times in my dreams. It's all the same as then. We don't have any new bodies, so relax.’

As soon as I heard the old man, I felt a burst of tears. I was relieved, and I was so angry. I cried for a long time with my sleeves clenched in case they heard a cry. The old man looked up at the sky with sad eyes, patting my shoulder silently.

The old man said in a small voice as I stopped crying.

'You have to bet everything in one try. There's nothing else.’

I nodded frantically. The old man looked at me and nodded firmly, and slowly got up and led me.

We got out of there. And walked blankly, looking at the setting sun. We headed back to the intersection of the entrance to Shin Seoul National University, and by then our whole body was exhausted. The mind and body were limp with tiredness, and it was hard to move a step.

I understood why the old man stopped me. It was clear that she would die before she even met Chae-yeon if she went in this condition. There is no failure, it must be saved. We had to preserve our physical strength for tomorrow.

We looked for a place to stay, but there was no proper space. have been looking for so long I found a car with an open door right next to the sidewalk. Unlike the surrounding cars, there was no blood on them, no damage. Decisively, it was a medium-sized car, so the interior space was wide.

The old man and I entered the heavy car without saying a word. Then quickly closed the car door, and locked the door. The old man took newspapers out of his bag, buried them with water, and covered the windows, as if he were familiarly familiarity. If you keep quiet, you won't get caught by those around you.

Then he entered the back seat, pushed the driver's seat and auxiliary seat fully forward and squatted on the floor of the seat. Then the old man took the blanket out and covered his whole body.

The sun sets completely and the temperature drops rapidly. The old man was quiet as if he had fallen asleep. I was filled with little thoughts, staring blankly at the window blocked by the newspaper.

Then he covered himself completely with a blanket, went into it, and carefully turned on the flashlight.

And write a long diary.