I'm still alive

There was a flashlight from the supermarket. I pulled a flashlight out of my bag and held it tight in my hand and began to crawl desperately to get as far away from the entrance as possible. In the cold winter weather, the water with half-closed arms was so cold.

The cold makes your body shake and your skin cool. I hurriedly picked up the flashlight and switched it on. The inside of the sewer, where nothing was visible, was brightened by light. But the endless darkness afflicted my mind even more.

Grab a gun and slowly start rolling. The inside of the sewer was wider than I thought and there was enough space for each person to crawl. I began a seemingly endless journey with a flashlight in my mouth for a quick journey.

The water-contact area gradually lost its sense. Is this called hypothermia? My body trembles and my thoughts grow shorter and shorter. I was confused whether I was moving forward or watching an automatically played video screen.

I just see my hand stretching forward and realize that I'm moving. Tired physical strength quickly took away the warmth. a distant spirit; a haze that obscures one's view Maybe I'll fall asleep like this.

The view that was moving forward. Maybe his arms and legs stopped. I slowly bowed my head, spitting out a little groan. The flashlight falls off my mouth and falls to the floor lousyly. Then the inside of the sewer turns dark.

I slowly closed my eyes with a dry cough. Cold, cold, lonely. Tired and tired. Terrible coldness and darkness eat into my body little by little. And as time went by, I didn't feel the painful chill.

I feel like I'm floating in the air. Disappearing pain and fear. Just sleepy.

Am I asleep? The body slowly subsides into the water. It's a familiar sense. It's always been like this since my world ended. All darkness and coldness fill my lungs with my nose and mouth.

Breathtaking and body lethargy. The view gradually darkens.

* * * * * *

"He's still out of his mind! Get a hold of yourself, man!"

I breathe heavily. It felt like I was dead and awake. The fire was burning everywhere. Did he fall into hell? I shook my head and lost consciousness. The weight of the oxygen bottle and the cold suit weighs heavily on my body.

Then my hand flies again into my head. I looked ahead in a hurry with surprise. Then a face so missing comes in sight.

"Wake it up!"

"Brother?"

"Yes, my dear! Hold the hose properly!"

At the sound I instinctively seized the fire hose in my hand. And he walked forward ceaselessly, looking at his reassuring back through the soaring flames. He was like a warrior fighting fire and fury. When he sprays water, the scene of fire burning like hell begins to falter.

But the flames that come in like waves slowly begin to push us away as if the spraying water is funny. Black smoke fills the view and burns everywhere. Sweat is pouring out like water and so hot as if the body is burning.

At the moment the radio starts to ring noisily.

[You have to come out!] Then they'll all die!]

"One kid couldn't get out. Stay safe."

And he began to move forward, spraying the water wide as if he had plunged himself into the flames. However, the flames blocked our way by inflating our bodies as if they would not allow the approach itself. Stopped steps, powerless shoulders. There is a clear indication of his concern.

And he looked back at me and said,

"Get out first."

I shook my head desperately. I had to shout "No" and "No," but I couldn't say anything because my breathing was so tight. He goes forward endlessly, but my feet stick to the floor and don't move. The fire hose slowly moves away from my hand.

I stretched out my hands as far as I could with a silent shout. And even though I've tried all kinds of luminescence to catch the fire hose, the hose slowly moves away from my hand as if mocking me. And now everything turns into an illusion. Shadow, past that can't be caught. His face is blurry.

And a world that burns as if space is isolated begins to disappear far away. Is that the site? Or is it hell? Looking at me with sad eyes, he runs hurriedly over space with a fire hose.

He disappeared into the flames without looking back so much.

* * * * * *

' '

Something is ringing loudly. I'm trying to fall into the dark abyss and the noise that I don't know where it comes from. I open my eyes with a slight frown.

I was going to sleep comfortably, but the constant noise was so loud. I've moved my hands around to get rid of the noise, but I can only touch the empty air.

I began to think for a moment what this sound was. And I remembered that this noise was from the radio. Radio that the man I killed at Shin Seoul National University had. Did you still have it? Let's turn it off because it's noisy.

I stretched my hand back into the air. Then a hard object was caught in his hand. When I opened my eyes gently, I had a radio in my hand. The loud radio gets quiet as soon as I catch it. I grabbed the radio tightly and closed my eyes. The consciousness subsides back into the water.

And the radio rang again.

'Hey!'

I open my eyes. It's definitely a sound from a radio. I was puzzled and opened my eyes and looked at the radio. The radio was making a noise unlike before. It was as if I was raving to wake myself up, as if it was a very loud and annoying sound.

After the noise, once again the familiar man's voice came from the radio.

Are you tired?

I stared blankly at the radio. And answered in a small voice.

'Yes.'

Then the radio snapped. I closed my eyes and waited for an answer. How long he had to wait, the radio turned on and a very clear voice came in.

Wake up, Kwak Dong-yoon!'

I asked the radio as if I had waited.

Brother?

There was no answer. Strangely, however, the more I heard the noise of the radio, the more my hazy mind slowly began to clear up. I looked at the screen of the radio blinking blankly. And I listened to the anticipation of coming back again.

'There's someone waiting.'

The hand holding the radio is applied to the hand. I grabbed the radio like it was going to break. And clenched his teeth. I coughed out a big cough in the water. Trying to exhale a silent breath from the lungs. I'm finally beginning to come to my senses.

I began to fight against the encroaching death, moving my immobile body around. Like a leech, it keeps spitting out the lethargy that sticks to its breath, and whips back and forth the fear that binds me. When I took a breath, my heart ached like it was bursting.

My heart beats fast. The thumping sound of the heart was as if passing by a runaway locomotive. My body is rumbling and deafening, so I' And the eyes are frowning.

Soon, warm tears flow out of the eyes. The stream of tears passes by the dirty snowy side, hangs heavily on the cheek, and falls to the floor.

I clasped the radio with both hands. The dark residue that survives in my body escapes badly through tears.

I promised you I'd be there soon. You must be crying and looking for me by now. I miss Chae Yeon so much. I can't wait to go to Chae Yeon. It's just a minute now. It's just around the corner. I wiped my tears and my heart with the recitation in my mind like that.

The radio then flashed and made a noise as if it were about to go out. The sight was like a candle about to go out, so I had no choice but to stare at the radio in a daze. The last voice came from the radio that attracted me, the halo.

'Don't come again.'

The radio lost its light and my vision disappeared in an instant.

I see a lighthouse in the distance.

His eyes flashed as if the flames were flashing. I flinched out of the long water. The blurred vision slowly brightened and the brain repeatedly called for fresh oxygen. I opened my mouth wide and breathed as if I had come back from where there was no oxygen.

I can hear the water boiling in my throat. Maybe he was hitting his face on the floor where the water was pooled. I spat out the water in my mouth desperately. The heart beat frantically and there was a faint tinnitus and wind noise in its ears.

I banged my chest with my fist and breathed desperately. And once again, he spat out long earthenware on the floor. Much water poured out of the esophagus.

Then I grabbed the flashlight that fell in front of me. When I grabbed the flashlight and lighted the front again, the inside of the dark sewer was brightened. I was lying on the floor of the sewer in that position earlier. There was no deep abyss and no encroaching debris.

I held the flashlight in my mouth again. And desperately started crawling back.

The skin, which seemed frozen and could not feel anything, began to feel pain again. The cold water stung my skin, and my head ached in the biting wind. But the wind blows that there's a way out there. I filled my heart with hope.

Due to the water in the wound, the wound felt hot beyond pain, and the foot that was dragging was sore with a knife. Nevertheless, I crawled without stopping.

And I stopped for a moment and looked at the radio in my hand. The radio was quiet. I unconsciously shook and turned on the radio, but it didn't turn on. Immediately spread your hands and put the radio on your palm.

Then, light a radio with a flashlight. The radio was twisted and soaked with water, as if it had been damaged by a hectic run and bumped into it. No wonder it didn't turn on.

Radio that had been broken even before entering this place.

I watched the radio for a while.

And threw it back without hesitation and went towards the hole in front of it.