I'm still alive

Hiding in the dark. The cold swept through the body and the mood was strangely subdued. Experience in the meantime reassures me. Despite the urgent situation, the heart beats slowly and the reason is sharp. Hold the gun tight and lift it slowly.

Women and children may be getting tired, but their running speed slows down. He had his eyes full of two men who were right behind him but were fast following him. Time goes slowly. I hold my breath unconsciously. I am completely assimilated with the darkness and look at it like an optician.

A dizzy flashlight dances before one's eyes. I can hear the intense breathing of a woman and a child from the nerves that have become very sensitive, and hearing.

Junho, hurry up! Come on!'

Female students rush a boy who breathes heavily but slows down. But the boy couldn't even answer because of his overflowing breath, and his running speed is getting slower and slower. The limit has come.

These two pass through where I hide. However, a female student who was running in the lead tripped over a rock. Then the boy who was running with the girl's hand falls to the floor together. With a short scream comes a desperate cry.

Two men who don't miss out and run fast.

You bastard's running away!'

One of the men who was closely following him shouted like that and slowed down.

Not yet, not yet.

I waited and waited on the floor. Turning away, the girl and the boy were hugging each other with a frightened look, as if they had given up running away. The boy was trembling in his sister's arms and only the girl was staring at the pursuer.

I'll kill you.'

A voice filled with annoyance and murder came from behind the man who was chasing the lead. Then the man, who heard the voice, replied, spitting on the floor.

"You shit..." With the crop decreasing these days...….'

Harvest? You mean these two? He frowns heavily as to whether he is worried. However, he took out his knife with an irritated face, as if he had decided to kill him soon. As soon as I took out the knife, I saw something jingle in the man's arm. a metallic substance that glitters briefly in the moonlight

Bracelet? Weapon? I squinted my eyes and looked at what it was.

The man approached the two with a knife and a mouthful of abuse. The girl shuddered heavily and hugged the boy tightly.

Walk in. And I wait till the end. My vision began to show the man's legs. But I wait again. Send the guy in front of you. I held my breath and put a cold gun out front of my body. And they stop breathing as if they had assimilated with the surroundings.

thud thud thud thud

One passes by, and the next one walks past me. I roll my eyes and stop. I have one eye full of him. Perfect sides, and eyes on his thighs.

And without hesitation, he makes a great sword. No noise, no sign. So it was a fatal blow. My great sword is exactly lodged in his thigh. How sharply the blade was pressed, as the blade crossed the tough trousers, I could not feel any resistance from the flesh and muscles.

The feeling of cutting pork in half. It was so easy that I felt so bad. I immediately turned the gun and dug the wound and tore my muscles. Then he forced the gun aside, and the severed aorta spewed blood.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!

The gaze of the man I stabbed was directed at the wound in the thigh and soon met my eyes. And then, with a scream, he collapses on the spot. perfect incapacitation The unethical experience that I have had left so much behind.

Blood rises like a fountain, and men rush to stop the wound. But it does not stop the rising blood. I looked at him with cold eyes, looking at me with trembling eyes as if he were looking at me with trembling eyes. I pulled the gun very slowly and recovered the Great Sword.

It would have been good when you hunted a flock of young sheep. There's no fear of getting hurt and you've got to eat meat so easily. That's why he thinks he's a wolf. A creature with sharp teeth and claws. But he's not a wolf.

The predator is reversed.

When they feel they are nothing, they become gentle sheep who think they are wolves.

He didn't rebel at all. When I hide in the grass again, he turns white as if he saw a ghost and points his finger at this side. And desperately began to crawl back.

The man in the lead stops walking and turns around to see if he heard another colleague screaming. And he growls at his brother and sister with a face full of irritation. Then, he walks towards the man and asks.

"What are you doing? You're a baby again.‘

'Here......here!!'

The man who was stabbed shouted, pointing to where I was, as if he was relieved when his colleague came this way. But another man glances at this side and looks at the man again as if he didn't find me hiding in the grass.

And as soon as he heads toward the fallen man with a torch, his face hardens and begins to turn white.

"Huh? Blood? Blood!'

The man finds blood coming out of his thigh like a fountain and freezes to the spot and stammers. Then approach the bleeding man again in an awkward position.

Stop bleeding! Do I have to stop the bleeding? You bastard, go......what's this all of a sudden?‘

When his colleague suddenly shed blood, the man stammered as if he were panicking and could not judge the situation. Those who say they kill people so easily start to tremble as soon as they see their blood.

It's already late. Blood is already soaking the floor. Bleeding men tremble with symptoms of excessive bleeding. And I muttered to myself, turning my eyes to the side where I am, whether my head had turned white.

Brother, here you are....... Brother! Here....... Ghost... ...devils...….'

Then the other man stammered, not knowing what to do.

What do you have?'

It wasn't until then that I breathed out of my heart. The smell of blood stings the tip of the nose, and now dull guilt and dark dregs spew out through the breath. Then, without hesitation, lift the gun up.

The man took a knife and approached slowly, wary of this side. And by the time I turned to my side and looked here, I quickly raised myself and struck the Great Sword. The goal is shoulder that connects the arm and body. With a deep sound, a very short scream from a man is heard.

And thin drops of blood drench my face like a sprayer.

The man's eyes meet. My body is throbbing. I feel dirty. However, he casually pulls the sword back. Blood flows in a stream and men hold the wound with their hands, just instinct. And I quickly swung the dog's headboard and hit it under the man's chin.

I can hear the breath and saliva boiling in vain. The man opened his mouth as if he were trying to tell me something, but soon he flipped his eyeballs and fell down. And a light twitch. The man was momentarily incapacitated and collapsed on the cold floor and lost his mind.

I hear a faint groan next to me. As I turn my eyes to the place, a man with his thighs clasping and trembling comes into my sight. Whether his face was pale and his body hardened, he could not escape and was looking at me with trembling eyes.

Slowly approached him and punched him in the face with a dog's head.

Wiping my lips with my sleeve, I step on a pool of blood under my feet. Blood is dripping from my feet. Blood grabs my ankle and constantly whips at my heart like a gutter.

Now it turns out that the metal I saw in his hands was not a bracelet, but a broken handcuffs in the middle. The entire handcuffs didn't seem to have been removed, but there was nothing to think about. I spat on the floor as if I were shaking off the dirt.

Then I turned my eyes to the girl student. The boy was crying in the girl's arms and the girl was staring at me blankly. Clear, big eyes mirror me.

A dirty beard and blood-stained face. A dirty clothes and bloodstained bayonet. A monster-like figure. A demonic figure. How will I look to those two? Would he be scared?

I raised my hand and held out to the girl. But soon my hand fell to the floor without any energy. And I moved back to my hiding place.

I hope you run away well. It's hell everywhere you run, but I hope you live well because you saved me. I'll go back quickly and pack up my luggage and find another hiding place.

Each step was too heavy. I heard something running behind me while I was walking like that.

Did he run away? A short thought passed through his head. Then came a scream like a scream. I looked back in amazementally. The boy sat down and was crying, while the female student took a cheap meal knife from the man's arms and shot down the body of a man whose shoulder was pricked.

I focused only on neutralizing them. I didn't want to feel dirty and my body instinctively refused to take life.

That's why I didn't stop them from breathing with my hands. I thought I should die slowly like this, but the idea became meaningless.

'Dead! Die! Die!'

A scream like a scream, and deep sorrow and hatred are buried in it. All that thick, smelly thing came to me, intertwined with each other.

The schoolgirl moved her hand and said someone's name. Hee Sun, Da Yeon, Ha Yeon, Wan Sun. Tears welled up in her eyes and tears flowed from her hoarse throat. I felt a bitter grudge and pain.

I stared blankly at the figure and walked back to it and approached the crying boy. Then I covered my eyes with my palm and held the boy in my arms. The child, who was constantly crying and looking at it, was surprised and soon hugged in my arms and cried sorrowfully.

I looked at it silently and waited for the child to stop crying. And I took a picture of a female student in my eyes without any sound. The man's body was now hard to recognize. Screaming became shouting and crying. And at the end it became a dejected laugh.

The girl eventually puts the kitchen knife down on the floor with a grin. The laughter never seemed pleased. I woke up slowly. Then the boy clung close to me and held my pants tightly with both hands. The schoolgirl looked this way and soon staggered to her feet.

Junho, I'm sorry......... I'm sorry my sister...….'

She looked as if she were about to fall.

A child called Junho shook and soon left my pants and ran to her. Then she went into her arms and cried, and she hugged the child, too. And we shed sad tears.

I waited with my mouth shut, looking at the figure. And as time went by, she moved her eyes to me and made eye contact with me.

She looked at me with trembling eyes and I couldn't make contact with them, so I closed my eyes tightly. Then a weak, hoarse voice rang out long.

Thank you, mister.….'

I couldn't answer and just stood there in silence. The war between brother and sister ended in vain tonight.