I'm still alive

Black waves swarm upon me, pushing the breakwater. The parking lot was full of them. Cars packed tightly around them are overshadowed by their role. The white eyes that I stepped on were erased. My place for running is beginning to narrow down.

There was no time to climb the wall. I had to run to the front door of the parking lot over there. Their hand that's stretched out to catch me is passing by me narrowly. And they come like mudflats filling the place where I ran.

I can't breathe. No matter how hard I try to breathe, my nose and throat are open, but my breath is blocked by the barrier and doesn't respond. In apnea has taken oxygen from the brain, and it has left me unable to recognize whether I'm running or dying.

Pass the entrance of the parking lot and quickly fall into the corner. At the moment my body lost its balance, but I desperately hit the floor, held my balance and kicked my foot. After that, the sound of the meat falling begins to ring. I don't have the courage to look back. At least hundreds of them filled the alley.

The place where I pass made destruction. Those men who follow me break everything in the street, push and follow. We don't care if the meat pieces are crushed by each other's steps. They're just coming in as a wave to catch me.

I threw my gun on the floor. And throw away your thoughts with the gun. I felt like I had been sucked up to every inch of oxygen in my body. Unthinkable, I just moved my body by instinct. Is there a destination? No, there wasn't.

Running to live as a single organism, I looked everywhere frantically at the moment's throbbing nerves. And I could find another wave coming in on my way to jump. My way is blocked. Looking everywhere, there was no way to go.

Everyone wanted me dead.

Those men who stretch their arms from all directions whisper curses at me. Is a man noble? Is life precious? Is my life noble? No. You're just food made of bones and flesh. Your weight doesn't change whether you save them or kill them.

Is that really true?

I flew quickly into the villa building you see next to me. My body was badly bogged down on the floor of the porch, and the place where I escaped was occupied by the flood of black waves. Hundreds of harmonies are ringing like crazy. And the fixed gaze on me also felt unchanged.

I moved my arms and legs desperately. And at any moment, I shook off the life that seemed to hold me back, and quickly began to climb the stairs in front of me. The narrow entrance to the villa was too much for them to come in at once. However, they stuck to the narrow entrance as if they had no concessions to each other.

The guys who were pushing each other to catch me finally got stuck in a narrow entrance, and their whole body began to tear under the pressure from behind. Their bodies were filled with crushed gut and blood, dirtying the porch I passed through.

I didn't miss the opportunity and started going up the second floor, the third floor and more.

Not walking, not running. They were crawling up the narrow staircase like minced meat filling the sausage. Stop and die. If you stop, you'll fall into that swamp and die. I looked up the stairs muttering like that.

The entrance to the rooftop where it arrived. I pushed the crayfish tools through my body and opened the unlocked roof door. As soon as I opened the door the cold wind hit me in the face, and only then did I swallow and exhale like a newborn baby.

I hurriedly locked the roof door to a grotesque noise coming over the door. Closing the door would be nothing but a laughable backlash against them, but at least it would give me time to escape. I wiped the sweat that ran like water, and started running towards the end of the roof.

Arriving at the end of the roof and looking around, I realized one thing.

Oh, I'm drifting in the middle of the black sea.

Those who were waving their hands between the buildings were only looking at me.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

The roof door shakes violently. The hinge twisted as if it were falling off, and the handle had already snapped out. My hands and feet began to tremble against my will. I forced myself to move that body and ran to the center of the roof, and slowly prepared to run to the other side.

Huuu

Breathed out. The back of the neck stiffens, and the muscles begin to expand. By the time the hinges were completely off and the last time the door fell off, I began to beat the floor and run. The goal is the rooftop of the building next to the villa. It was a long way from the next town, but I had no choice left no choice.

Between the buildings, there were men who were rushing like rapids to catch me. Perhaps if you fail to jump over, you will fall between them and break down your whole body and turn into pieces of meat.

Bang!

The door is smashed. After I started running, I could hear them running. I didn't look back, but I could see how close they were. Running. Running. I have to jump over there.

The view changes rapidly. I was kicking the rooftop railing and flying forward. The heavy body became lighter as if it ignored gravity for a moment, and the place where I played began to be crowded with them.

Time slows. All the noise around was gone, and only my heart and my light tinnitus were heard. Am I in the air? Yeah, nobody felt anything under their feet. And the rooftop I was aiming for was getting closer.

But it's not enough. I ran with all my might, but without wings, it was impossible to reach there. I gave up that little moment in the air. I think Chae-yeon is still over there....... my heart was warm as if it had been held in my arms.

There was nothing now.

My feet are too heavy. I was clearly falling. No matter how much I swung my arm, the railing, which seemed almost touching, only moved further away. I closed my eyes and opened. And look at my right leg where Chae-yeon was always hanging.

The sight of them sticking out their arms under my feet disappeared, and Chae-yeon, who was washing up clean and wearing pretty clothes, was smiling at me.

A frown, sulky face, a smiling face, a happy face, a face that boasted of painting to me. Every Chae-yeon's face passes like a lantern. I didn't miss a single scene and put it into view as if I kept a picture.

But in deep resignation and regret, something small began to struggle.

I don't want to die.

I don't want to die!

Praying to all the gods who cursed and spat. If there exists you who have frustrated me and pushed me into the abyss, and there is someone who has made my life a raging tide and thrown me there......... please, please, lastly, save me.

I prayed to help me hug Chae-yeon again.

Breathtaking. I've certainly recognized the fact that I'm falling to the ground. My ears were buzzing, and my eyes had been popping with resentment and fear. But time didn't go fast.

Falling slowly, as if floating in outer space.

Even the snow falling from the sky began to be clearly visible.

The snow that fell on my cheek was the last snow falling from heaven.

Unknowingly, the snow stopped, and the sun shyly thrust its face through the hazy clouds. The pure sunlight that knows nothing shines gently on my face. And whisper to me.

What were you guys doing?

I stretched out my hand there squeezing my last strength. I'll catch the light. I'll catch the last rope that came down to me. And the glaring light of the last time I did so readily answered as if I had promised.

Tung!

I got something in my hand. And the muscles of the hands and arms that hold something begin to scream. For a moment, all risks began to be put on the body that refused gravity, and a scream like a scream burst out of my mouth. My shoulders and fingers hurt like they're tearing apart.

But I certainly didn't fall.

When I opened my eyes hard and looked up, my body, which was falling to the floor, stopped, and a reddish brown pipe was held in my right hand. Only three stories high, there were many pipes that looked like gas pipes. I caught it.

I'm alive!

I swallowed my tears with a jubilant jubilation. And I put all my energy into appreciating the life that came back. I can see the group standing behind me, or standing in front of me. Every time I tried my best to catch the next pipe, my mouth was out of breath.

Tak, Tak.

Every time I grab a pipe and go up, they start crying like crazy down there. I turned a blind eye to demons shouting, "Why don't you fall into hell, why don't you become like us?" Slowly ascended to such a bright sky.

The last time I caught the railing on the roof, I breathed out the breath I had been holding back. The view was blurred, and the nose was constantly running. No, is it a runny nose? Maybe it's melting snow and wetting his face?

I was crying like a child again. And cried out, "Thank you so much." It could have been someone who responded to my prayers, or Chae-yeon who supported me. And most of all, I wanted to answer myself like this.

I'm still alive.

Yes, you were alive.

* * *

They were so simple. Although I entered the next building, I couldn't think of coming through this entrance. They clung to the wall where I had climbed up the pipe and cried incessantly, keeping their eyes on the railing.

But there were some who climbed up the pipe, and others who started breaking the window. That's why it wasn't the time to just watch. I quickly came down from the roof and walked to the first floor of the building. And when I arrived from the first floor, I leaned flat.

They're all over the place. I couldn't go out or repeat the crazy thing that jumped between the rooftops like before.

Then you have to hide in this building, but the awkward place was dangerous because of the guys coming into the building now. Isn't there a suitable place? While looking at the first floor with my body lying face down, I could find a small door that looked down the stairs.

I gently grabbed the handle and turned it around so that people who were wandering around outside the front door could not hear it. Fortunately, the door was not locked, and beneath it there was a stairway going down. But it was too dark. Fear of what might be out there struck me.

But I didn't have time to look elsewhere. They may have already entered the building, and the sound of breaking and breaking is starting to sound everywhere. I came in quietly and closed the door unheard of.

It was pitch black when I closed the door.

I crouched down on the floor carefully, full of relief that I had lived and hope that I had drifted away from them. The flashlight was in the bag that I had given to Yong-pal. I was forced to sit for a long time waiting for my eyes to get used to the darkness.

Soon after, when I began to see the outline of the stairs, I slipped along. No, I didn't move my steps, but I sat down almost like I was going down to my hips and slowly stretched my feet. This place was getting acrid dust as if no one had been in and out for a long time, and there was a severe chill.

Did he come down for about 30 seconds like that? There was a strong smell of rolling mop through the acrid dust, and a strong smell of rags piercing the tip of the nose. Cleaning toolbox? Or a warehouse? Anyway, it didn't matter. It wasn't such a big place, nor did it have windows.

I walked slowly, touching the wall, and looked around with my hands. Then I put aside the paper boxes and plastic materials that I could touch on my hands and made room for myself to sit on. My body trembles and my eyes are blurred.

Already the aftermath of the burnout was coming. I leaned against the wall and prayed they wouldn't find me. So slowly assimilated into the darkness, embracing wet clothes with blood and guts.

It was dark everywhere. But inside me there was a buzz of bright light.