I'm still alive

I walked out of the seat for more than ten minutes. The limping that followed me was no longer heard, and there was no more sound of Detective Kang's footsteps. I wasn't disappointed or upset that Detective Kang wasn't following me. I just walked aimlessly towards Eden.

The biting wind holds my footsteps and surrounds me. And between the winds began to hear familiar footsteps. When I noticed that the familiar sound was coming from behind, I looked back sideways, and soon I could find detective Kang who was chasing me hard.

Detective Kang, who was confused, seemed to have decided to leave police officer Uhm behind. I sympathized with him, who respected his choice but had no choice but to make it. I purposely slowed down and waited for Detective Kang to follow me.

Detective Kang came running and stood shoulder to shoulder with me. Then, breathing heavily, he began to walk forward without saying much. We both haven't spoken for a while. I took a step in the direction of the map, and Detective Kang just followed me.

And by the time he got out of the main street and entered a small alley, Detective Kang asked me, smacking his bitter taste.

Are you a bad person?’

I hated policeman Um. However, he could not easily answer Detective Kang's question.

Eom was weak and a coward. He was unable to adapt to the unannounced end, and did not resist the fear that came at a moment. The gentle sheep that had to graze fell into the middle of the desert, where they had to eat each other.

He is guilty of driving a person to death. But if it is the original sin that must make him a villain, then where is there no one here who is not an evil man, and who has not sinned? However, there was no room for reflection and for reconsideration.

Once we slip, we'll never come up again. We've been wandering in front of the cliff.

I didn't answer Detective Kang, but from now on I made a gesture to be quiet. Now I had to walk a narrow alley, not a main road. There were many blind spots in the narrow alley that were out of our sight, and the distribution of those who stayed in one place is increasing.

Detective Kang followed closely behind me, nodding his head with a dark look.

* * *

'......is this supposed to be here?’

Detective Kang asked me. I had no choice but to shake my head, touching the barricades that were blocking our way. This is the alley I had passed before I headed for the earth. But the barricade, which was built in two days, is definitely something we didn't see at that time.

A nail-stained tree or thick wire entangled with each other were fastened to a telephone pole to prevent easy removal of barricades. Even if I tried to jump to another place, I couldn't approach it recklessly because of sharp nails and iron bits.

This barricade is not intended to stop them. It was obviously designed to stop people. I was going to clean them up but soon gave up and sighed. I wanted to ask the survivors who installed this. Why did you have to install it here?

Leaving behind barricades that seemed to shout never to approach, he began to find a way around. Survivors who set this up will never be friendly to us. Regardless of their intentions, they should not have contacted or met face to face.

I busied my ballpoint pen with a map. Detective Kang, who looked at the scene uneasily, eventually chewed his nails and took the revolver out of his arms. Eden, which seemed to arrive soon, felt slowly moving away.

I found a way around. I got back out of the alley where we came in and into another alley. The options were gradually reduced because of the ones I saw in the middle, and I was feeling nervous. Our steps slowly grew impatient.

Ha

And again, sighs come out of mouth again. Another barricade was set up at the end of the detour, which took half an hour. And the seemingly suspicious devices appear to be piles of traps. Why on earth did you install these?

I didn't feel good like I was being chased by a rabbit. I looked around and signaled to get out of here quickly, and Detective Kang quickly agreed to see if he felt anything else. We took a turn back the way we had walked and headed out of the alley to the main street.

The wind is cold, and the snow that stopped begins to fall again. It wasn't too much to move, but it was enough to slowly take away the body temperature. I shook off the snow from my head, and breathed out a breath of anxiety.

And what we found was a barricade, another barricade! I almost got a scar on my foot after nervously kicking a roadblock that was found to be boring. Physical fitness slowly began to reach its limit, and time lagged a lot.

It's a distance that you have to walk again as you've walked, but unexpectedly, you can't make progress due to ambush. Maybe we should find another place to spend the night. But more worrisome than that was anxiety over those who set up barricades.

Unknown opponents, unable to even guess where they were, were tapping my nerves.

I checked the roads one by one on the map, and I had no choice but to mark them all with X marks. However, there was one road left between the X marks that I thought was the most dangerous, where there were many blind spots and many curves entering the alley, so I had to take a lot of risks.

It's just past four o'clock, and by five o'clock the sun will slowly set. I judged the time to be ambiguous, and I thought it would be better not to check the road that was left. However, the constant sense of anxiety raises the question of why don't we get out of here a little.

Yeah, let's just check there and go. We can't get to Eden today anyway.

If there are no barricades on the road, quickly cross the road and find shelter to spend the night. And if the road is blocked as it is now, you can go around the area and find a safe haven as much as possible. I gave Detective Kang a rough explanation and diligently moved on.

New snow begins to fall over the hard hard snow. Perhaps due to repeated failures, his legs were heavy and his mind was distracted. I swallowed my saliva and looked everywhere over and over, blurred by the snow. Detective Kang also followed me, wiping the sweat off his palm.

So when we reached near the road marked on the map, we saw an alley to pass through. Detective Kang, who was wary of everything beside me, whispered in a joyful voice.

'There's nothing.’

I gave a sigh of relief and nodded quietly. There was no barricade in sight that was bothering us, and only the wind and snow that was blowing through the road flutters past us. We walked towards the road with a little impatience.

Strangely, all nerves are electrified. There wasn't anything around, but my hearing and vision are starting to sound alarm bells over and over that I have to be absolutely careful from now on. The blind spot continues, and the heart beats like crazy.

‘…….’

'What?'

I'm just walking and suddenly Detective Kang stops asking back. I looked back suddenly, wondering what was going on, and Detective Kang replied with a puzzled look.

'Didn't you call me?

I didn't call you. When I was about to answer what you were talking about, I began to hear the tickling of my eardrums quietly. The moment I heard the noise, I felt my whole body standing up and I had no choice but to bow down quickly.

a roaring roar

It's never a distant sound.

I looked around quickly, and soon noticed that the babbling was turning from the alley next to us. There are more than one or two people. It was at least the sound of several people making, and it was getting closer and closer to us. It's too late to turn around and run away, and you'll find yourself running forward.

After looking around for a long time, I couldn't find a suitable place in the end, and quickly ran to the villa building nearby. Detective Kang, who was wary, also rushed along as soon as I moved, and we were able to hide ourselves at the villa porch by a hair's breadth.

The babble drew closer. I fell flat on the floor and started climbing the stairs just in case I could see us through the window. It is a villa building with four floors. We climbed the stairs leading up to the third floor and hid ourselves in a corner.

The noise of many people is heard louder on the street. If you're not confident, you can't walk on the street with that much noise. I gulped down my saliva and gently looked out. And we found a lot of people moving on the road we passed.

It didn't matter which group they were in. It was a close call, and if it hadn't made a quick judgment, it would have already been discovered. I started poking my face out and watching the situation through the window. Their numbers are roughly 20. The costume was an ununiform casual dress.

However, all of them were men, with about 15 people, and they were armed. Guns were not visible, but wooden bats with bloody nails or black-blooded iron pipes were threatening enough. And after that, there were about five people who seemed to be dragged by a rope.

I licked my dry lips and gulped. They were being dragged out of their clothes. Literally the state of complete origin, that is, nakedness. Their naked bodies were full of bruises, and some were dripping blood on their faces.

That you're holding a man, and that there's a sign of beating and subjugation in them. In my head, the images of my family being dragged naked passed by, and the next word I thought of was a tramp. I hurriedly took my head off the window as they entered the street we were walking on.

Barricades set up on every road leading out of this town. When I found it, I couldn't get rid of the feeling that I was somehow being bullied by a rabbit. They were the cause of the anxiety that provoked me little by little, and it became a reality and soon came into my sight.

Those who set up the barricades are them.

Survivors who remain in this neighborhood are being bullied. And we were also included who couldn't get out of here. That was a good way to go, and there might be more colleagues around the hump. Having finished all my thoughts, I was able to see their purpose.

This was a hunt for survivors for an unspecified number of people.

Things got messed up badly. We had no suitable weapons, even two personnel. If any of the vagrants are found, they will either die on the spot or be dragged away like them. I held my breath and prayed that they would get out of here quickly.

However, detective Kang, who thought he hid himself with me, suddenly gave a long sigh. I looked to the side in astonishment, and quickly caught Detective Kang, who was looking out the window, and let him fall out of the window.

'......are you crazy? You'll get caught.’

Detective Kang is surprised with his eyes wide open when I pull him with a face full of contorted faces. But despite my harsh reaction, he couldn't take his eyes off the window. I grabbed him by the collar and shook him, but he was still unresponsive.

'Hey.'

I can't make loud noises because I'm afraid they'll hear me. I eventually slapped Detective Kang in the face and whispered strongly in my ear. Then Kang, who was enchanted, came to his senses, and soon began to stutter bitterly about what he was trying to say. And his fingers were pointing out the window.

What did you see?’

I quickly asked back, roughly inferring his meaning. Then Detective Kang began to struggle with a fierce nod. When I let go of his collar and helped him get up from his seat, Detective Kang stood up, swallowing his saliva.

Detective Kang, who rose from his seat, quickly beckoned me.

He was clearly pointing out the window. I looked at him for a long time with a suspicious face, and soon began to look out of the window with a gesture.

The vagrants who were passing by the roadside were no longer moving and remained in formation. It seemed that the work was probably at the end of the day, with each person sitting in the right seat and smoking. And at the center of them were the tantalizing hostages.

Detective Kang whispered quietly to me.

'On the far left... ..Do you see the tattooed baldness?’

I quickly shifted my gaze in the direction ordered by Detective Kang. There was a bald man holding a cigarette leaning against the side of the car where my gaze stopped. It was not completely visible because of the long, thick clothes, but apparently some of the crude tattoos were painted on the hands and back of the head.

'I put him in.’

A criminal captured by Detective Kang himself. He's not in prison, he's free to roam the streets. When I heard the sound, I gently nodded, licking my dry lips.