I'm still alive

The woman's hazy eyes shook ceaselessly. The pupil was clearly looking into the void, but somehow the woman seemed to be looking behind us. The group stood silent for a moment and looked at the woman muttering to ask for her life.

I couldn't keep my time like this. I put away the sword I was sticking out and surrounded the gun. Then he slowly approached the woman and reached out his hand.

Do you remember me?’

Then the woman opened her mouth wide. Then he let out a tearful scream. No, I was going to pay. The old man, who had come to my side before I knew it, quickly approached and blocked his mouth with his hand as the woman opened her mouth to scream.

You want to be sloppy?’

The old man glared sharply at me. Had it not been for the old man's quick handling, he would have had to run to the mart with fire. I quietly thanked the old man and turned my eyes to the woman.

It's a woman in panic. There was nothing strange about any sudden action. The woman shouted at the old man for silence. It seems that he was greatly shocked to keep shaking his head and shedding tears.

What should I do? Do I have to calm her down? I tried to remember the education I had received in the past. But because of impatience and anxiety, I couldn't recall the memory of flying far away. Still, once I had to try the conversation, I approached the tearful woman and asked quietly.

Do you remember me? You're with Eden, right?’

Eden? The moment I brought up the word Eden, the woman flinched and stopped stealing. Is this a switch? I caught the changing mood of a woman and repeated what I said once again. Are you with Eden?

Then the woman's empty pupils slowly began to find their place. And the screaming stopped and nodded slowly. Tears wet with fear trickled down the woman's cheeks. I spoke to a woman with emphasis.

'I'll let go of your hand, so don't scream.'

Then the woman nodded urgently. I looked carefully at the old man and the old man also nodded and slowly began to put his hands away. The woman didn't scream again and kept crying. And repeated the same thing like a parrot.

'Save me, please.Please......'

The old man murmured beside him.

'I'm out of my mind.’

At first glance, I understood what he said, but it seemed too much to have a normal conversation, and since the place was a place, I felt uneasy about spending time here. I began to worry for a moment. When he looked at the old man without a word, the old man looked at the woman with a dark face.

I checked my watch urgently. And looking at the sun that began to fall between the buildings, I quickly called Yongpal.

'Put your arms on your back.’

'Ek? Me?

The sound of carrying a woman frightened the dragon. However, when the old man let go of the panacea called the back of his head, Yong-pal calmly approached and carried the woman on his back. Though we grumbled over and over again to see if the memory of being caught by this woman still lingered, we heard the grumbling in one ear and we let it out in the other.

When we were ready, we took a turn again and moved quickly.

We were silent the whole time we walked. In fact, some of the luggage was heavy and some of it was because of a woman muttering constantly. The ostensible reason for saving this woman was actually a humanitarian matter. We have no obligation to save everyone, but at least not without humanity.

And another reason that only I knew was to connect with Eden.

In fact, it was right to say that when the group of the search team was annihilated, the contact with Eden was completely cut off. That's why I felt regretful rather than relieved, and that feeling deepened when I found a generator and a light bulb in Teolbonne's basement.

The emotion that I felt when the light bulb was lit. The overwhelming feeling of electricity in my daily life! The day I saw the light bulb, I felt a desire to own this feeling with my party. And the first thing that came to mind in that desire was the solar generator in Eden.

Eden, we don't know who they are, so we can't tell whether they are enemies or allies. But the existence of Eden was like a new continent hidden by fog to me. The excitement and anxiety you will feel the moment you step on your feet. The subtle feeling it mixed with was felt throughout the walk.

We can't contact Eden alone with Eden. But if this woman, who belongs to the Eden Expedition, stays alive and sane, she will be the bridge that connects Eden and us.

As I was walking thoughtfully and frantic, the old man, who was gently following me, began to mutter with a serious face.

It's... it's weird.’

I responded to the old man's voice, which seemed serious even though I was out of my mind.

'What? Why?'

The old man then looked everywhere with an uneasy face and was wary. Then, holding the gun tightly in both hands, muttered as he looked at the woman who was being carried by Yong-pal.

He's not the one I'll ever miss.….’

The moment I heard the old man, my head went blank as if I had been hit in the back of my head. In fact, it was like luck to kick him out of the shelter. He was such a strong enemy and a demonic figure. But he's missing her? At night? Good thinking didn't add up.

I suddenly felt uneasy. You don't think he left her alive on purpose? No, no. He can't be that smart. In my head, conflicting arguments constantly clashed with each other. Do I have to leave her? But what about Eden?

When I hardened my face and stopped walking, the Yongpal brothers also showed signs of anxiety. Time was passing and the world was getting dark. I had to make a quick decision, but my mind was still complicated. The old man called me urgently.

'Dongyoon.'

'What?'

I answered in a stupefied state. Then the old man looked alternately at the clock and me with a stiff look on his face, and whispered quietly.

'Let's take him for now. I don't know if it works, but there's one way.’

How? When the old man said, an unknown belief began to come. I wiped the cold sweat off my face. Then he breathed in deeply and soothed the beating heart. The old man then pulled out the sword he was searching for and approached the woman slowly. And slowly took off the parka the woman was wearing.

The woman was carrying her parka on her back, unresponsive. The old man peeled off such a woman's parka completely and then took up the great sword and began to mutilate it. The duck feathers inside came out and the parka, which seemed rather expensive, was torn into several pieces.

The old man, who took all the pieces, looked at me quietly. The old man must have his own ideas. I looked at the Yongpal brothers and moved back to the mart. Then, he urgently looked everywhere and urged his party to step forward.

As I almost ran around, my company and I began to breathe hard. And something dull began to come between those breaths. While I was moving my steps, I glanced back, and there was an old man throwing a piece of parka from behind the line.

One is the street, and the other is the house or parking lot next to the alley. Where the parka pieces were thrown was a random position with no regularity. I concentrated on leading the party without any particular attachment. And I began to see the mart in the distance.

* * * * * *

It was a perfect moment. The moment we ran to the mart and knocked on the back door, the world began to darken and when Kang Soo-ryeon opened the door in a hurry it was after the twilight completely disappeared. If I had hesitated a little bit there, I would have had the night on the street.

We rushed into the mart and put down the cement and the woman we were holding. And he sat down as if he had promised. The other party was huddled up in the back door, perhaps because of us who had not come in late.

I accepted the water and towels that Kang Soo-ryeon gave me and picked out a rough, heated breath. But the old man shouted, looking at the furlough before he could even catch his breath.

'Furbo!'

Then Teolbo came running beside the old man in surprise.

'Yes, sir.'

'I'm in a hurry, but can't you just roughly set up a trap?’

Teolbo quietly closed his eyes, stiffening his impression of being in a hurry. And there was no movement for a while as if he was pondering. Then he opened his eyes and ran in a hurry and began to search for the bag he had brought from the hardware store. And said to the old man.

It's weaker than cement, but there's a way.’

The old man nodded his head as if asking for it. And he didn't forget to say no. Teolbo answered quietly and went up to the roof with traps and bags.

The women, who noticed the unusual atmosphere, comforted the children and led them into the rest room, and the children quickly followed the instructions.

I asked them not to come out tonight, no matter what they hear. Then he approached Kang Soo-ryeon and said quietly, pointing to the woman we brought.

'I've been very shocked. Please take care of me.'

It's spilled water. After all, I had to make her sane and get in touch with Eden. Kang Su-ryeon nodded her head with a stiff face and suddenly dropped her head. What are you doing not going? I looked at her because I thought there was something to say.

Then she suddenly opened her arms. And then slowly came up and hugged me tightly and I hardened my posture. We stood in that position for a few seconds unexpectedly divided in body temperature. Kang Soo-ryeon gently loosened her arms and whispered quietly in my ear.

'Don't get hurt.’

I nodded in a daze. Then Kang Su-ryeon gave me a satisfied smile and waved me small, and I answered in a trembling voice.

'......I'd like to have Chaeyeon, please.’

* * * * * *

As I was heading to the roof with a crossbow and a gun, said the old man, who was waiting for me in the middle of the stairs.

'Don't be scared! I'm not sure. ‘

That's right, I'm not sure. It's only a family that he intentionally kept that woman alive. Maybe nothing could have happened tonight. I moved busily, trying to erase my anxious mind, and soon came up to the rooftop.

It's an exceptionally dark evening.

A time of silence when the cloudy sky obscured even the moonlight. Yong-pal and Du-sik sat quietly in the corner of the railing and busily crawled with their hair down. He was holding something in one hand, probably setting up a trap.

First of all, the biggest crossbow had a furlough. And the middle one was me, the smallest recurve was held by the old man. He thought for a long time about what to give to Doo-sik, and eventually let the Supreme Prosecutors' Office hold an empty gun.

And finally, he left a large flashlight, which is the most important thing for Yong-pal. Of course, he seemed disappointed when he received a flashlight instead of a cross bow, but I talked to Yong-pal about the importance of this role.

It was a really important position, not empty talk. A moonless night like today is really nowhere to be seen. Literally, this was his own stage, and if there was a fight, it would turn against us. That's why flashlights were essential to secure visibility.

And secondly, his fatal weakness is light. He was strongly opposed to a small flashlight containing Kang Soo-ryeon, and it was obvious what the effect of a large flashlight would be like.

Although Yongpal was small and timid, his sense of wit and sense are everywhere he goes. That's why I can trust this position. When I explained this much, Yong-pal looked at me with moved eyes, and I felt burdened and avoided my seat.

Today is not a sentry concept. There was no shift and no sleep. We leaned our backs against each other and stared everywhere around the roof.

I long for the sun.