I'm still alive

The assumption that vagrants were from criminals became true. Of course, Detective Kang, who didn't know the context, didn't know who the bum was and what he had been doing, and I had no choice but to give him a rough explanation.

Before we talked, we went up the steps of the villa one more floor, just in case. Then the vagabonds settled in a well-visible direction, and hid themselves. If the vagrants are approaching here, the first thing they'll hear is under the stairs.

All on alert, I talked to Detective Kang and gave him all the explanations. It was quite shocking, but Detective Kang's response to the story was calmer than expected.

'They deserve it.’

Detective Kang is the one who would have been running around the front line of arresting criminals. For detective Kang, who would have captured all sorts of criminals, their crime seemed to be less shocking than expected. Considering Detective Kang's age, his career must have been quite an experienced veteran detective.

I decided to ask everything I wanted to hear since I started talking.

What about eating human flesh?’

It felt like meeting a real expert who came and went to the scene, not just information. That's why I asked in a slightly polite manner, and handed him the bottled water and chocolate I had brought. Detective Kang accepted them with a puzzled look at my sudden change of attitude.

Considering the criminal history of the Republic of Korea, it is not that there are crazy people who used to eat human flesh. The case of consuming the human flesh of a colleague in a gang, and the murder of a murderer whose name is obvious, killing people and eating human flesh, was a famous event that was mentioned over time.

But it didn't make sense that carnivalism, or cannibalism, was prevalent among the vagabonds. No matter how hard they kill people and how lightly they think of crimes, eating human flesh was an extreme limit line.

Of course, it was a special situation that now was the end. But it was only a month since the end of the world began, and that short period of time was a little too much to change the framework of human ethics in a moment.

At least I was thinking so, and Detective Kang was in agreement. But Detective Kang crouched in the corner and closed his eyes to see if he remembered anything. I didn't want to interrupt the time he looked at his memory, so I got up quietly and waited for Detective Kang to open his eyes.

'......it was recently. Such a bastard.'

I looked outside for a moment and looked at the movements of the vagabonds. And when there was nothing wrong, he sat on the floor again to listen to Detective Kang, and began to listen. Detective Kang, who sat next to me, smacked his lips to see if he could think of a cigarette.

Do you remember the serial murder that happened between Gwanak-gu and Dongjak-gu about three years ago?’

I scratched the back of my head. Three years ago......... I just didn't watch the TV itself. When I shook my head, Detective Kang looked at me suspiciously, asking, "Don't you know the famous incident?" But it wasn't important, so Detective Kang begins to explain quietly.

'It was a famous incident. He's only 25 years old, and he killed more than 10 people. All of them were women, and nine were female college students.’

He was a shrewd bastard who cursed just to hear it. It gives me goose bumps to think that such guys might be mixed up among the vagrants, and curse words automatically pop out of their mouths. Detective Kang looked at the distant mountain with hazy eyes as if he was remembering the time.

The first victim was his biological mother....... Well, there was no body. So I asked him half the day, and he laughed at me and said, "Do you know where he was?"’

Detective Kang, who said so, smiled and pointed at his stomach with both hands. Even though I had to be nervous because they were out there, I had no choice but to give out a ridiculous sigh. Detective Kang exhaled after breathing out and shook his head as if he didn't want to imagine.

'Ten people were killed, and only three bodies were found. But those three were also from the baby's refrigerator.’

Store human flesh like pork or beef. It's not just curiosity or impulsive behavior, it's a planned and planned cannibal. And detective Kang said, blurring the end of his words, whether he was trying to wrap up the story.

'......the beast is human, and he says he's hungry. So I ordered Seolleongtang, and I still remember that you said you couldn't eat it because it smelled like meat. Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh.

Detective Kang is now showing a dejected smile and swearing, saying, "I can't believe it. Then, sniffing the dripping runny nose, he shut his mouth tight. Watching the vagrants outside, I asked Detective Kang quietly.

Could he have escaped like them?’

Detective Kang replied, patting his chin with a vague face.

I thought it was impossible just now....... the evidence is right there, right?’

The seemingly elusive clue became an airlike intangible being and began to wander around me. But the important thing was that they had a rough idea of the vagrants and that maybe they had created a Shelter-like group.

I popped a warm breath out of my hand, and asked Detective Kang.

So, what's his name?’

'Who?'

'I told you earlier. The crazy bastard he was eating. It's good to know what it looks like.….’

On my question, Detective Kang smacks his back of the head with a relish.

"Hado, that bastard, that bastard.….’

Detective Kang began to ponder, muttering a few names of people, as to whether he was beginning to recall past memories. But for a moment, too, we stopped moving because of the sudden noise from outside. When I stopped moving, I felt my heart beating little by little.

‘…….’

And there was another murmur between the sounds of the heart.

We hurried down, and began to hide. Then we, hiding, lifted up our faces mixed with tension and looked out of the window where we heard the buzz. The streets were wiped out in a flash, and the heavy snow that began to fall suddenly filled the view.

It didn't snow this much just now. But the chaotic weather had driven snowstorms less than a few minutes later, and the night of pure white began to upset the city once again.

The vagrants were visibly embarrassed by the sudden heavy snow. The fast-falling snow clung to clothes and hair like a leech, and the thick snowflakes obstructed the view at the same time as the wind blew.

The vagrants began to chat among themselves, and soon began to quickly enter the nearby building.

More than 15 people are paired one by one and scattered in all directions. And two vagrants who were smoking near us also entered the villa where we hid as if they had promised. I swallowed the phonetics in my mind and looked at Detective Kang gently.

Detective Kang pulled out the revolver with a face full of tension and small despair. I lifted the window I had put down on the floor, and made a gesture to Detective Kang to be quiet. The sudden heavy snowfall turned into a variable, and soon came a dagger threatening us.

And below the stairs, the vagrants began to hum.

'......Erai, shitty!'

It's snowing heavily.’

'Do you like it? Crazy guy.'

The thick curses and words of two vagrants. Fortunately, they couldn't hear footsteps anymore, as if they were coming upstairs.

We began crawling over the remaining stairs, leaning gently. But the roof door was locked, and we had no choice but to hold our breath in front of the roof door.

Please don't come up.

I squeezed the window and closed my eyes. No matter how many vagrants he may be, he was of no use in a situation where he had to avoid face-to-to-face situation. Detective Kang held his breath as he knew there was nothing good about fighting them.

Time began to flow like that.

The heavy snow showed no sign of stopping, and the frequency of the swearing coming from below was increasing. Crazy bastards, please be quiet. I looked up at the sky, which began to darken as soon as it was cloudy, and I prayed that the vagrants below would shut up.

And as soon as I turned my head, I made eye contact with Detective Kang whose eyes were shaking.

Detective Kang repeated opening and closing his lips to see if he had anything else to say when he made eye contact with me. However, he was forced to shut his mouth because he was in a situation where he was not supposed to make a sound. Detective Kang looked out of the window with a miserable face.

My eyes followed Detective Kang to the window naturally. The view outside the window was also blurred by the heavy snow. But I could find the hostages in the middle of the road, dangling between those hazy sights.

Real brute bastards.

The vagrants stripped the hostage of his clothes and left him in the midst of the heavy snow.

The hostages struggled all over whether they had the courage to run away, and soon began to unite and fight the cold. In the meantime, looking around with anxious gestures, perhaps the vagrants were watching them in each building.

Below the stairs came the scoff of the vagrants.

The hand itself was forced, and the teeth clasped together to make a crackling sound. I could see what Detective Kang wanted to say. But we had no choice but to hold our breath like rats in front of the cold reality. If you go out to rescue them now, you'll die a dog.

I prayed that the snow would stop, and that they would rather be dragged away. That way I can save my life. I felt so extravagant in this coat I was wearing. And even anger and hatred seemed merciful to the vagabonds smiling down there.

The sound of the hostages crying begins to be heard faintly. The bodies that were trembling soon had no movement, and they began to fall one by one. The sound of laughter from below and the cold wind that did not punish the wicked constantly tormented my eardrums.

And there was so disparate noise between the sounds.

Just...

It's just... it's....... kkkk.......

My eyes opened wide.

This sound across the middle of the city was being heard not only by me but by everyone here. It sounded like cutting firewood, or something breaking firewood. But I couldn't tell exactly what this sound was.

Kkak.......

There was a murmur from below, and Detective Kang began to look around and find the source of the sound. I quickly caught the nerve-racking alarm, feeling strangely creepy. Then by chance, I cast my eyes out the window, and I could find something there.

Kkakak...

Child?

A dim figure stood on the roof of the villa in front of him. And I noticed that the figure was a child with a small frame, and clung to the window as if possessed by something. Behind me, I could feel Detective Kang pulling me fast with the sound of breathing in the wind.

It's just... ...kkkkkkk.....

A grotesque sound was still being heard. The vagrants only got out of the street, looking at each other's senses as they heard the sounds that started earlier. They were bustling around, but I couldn't take my eyes off the child.

The child's long hair was half covered in his face, and was shaking wildly along the blowing wind. Even in this cold weather, the little child in a white dress was half-down with little movement. But even with his head down, he could feel strange eyes.

Why is he there? A hostage taken by vagrants? But that rooftop was empty before? I desperately looked at the child and tried to figure it out. But this tingling nerve and shivering chills were shouting at me to avoid this position.

I couldn't help but wonder, feeling my body reacting automatically. It's just a kid. Why? What's this feeling? My eyes, desperately resisting fear, began to tremble, and my hands holding the spear slowly began to harden.

It feels familiar.

The tingling tinnitus of ears and the cold sinking heart cooled me down like an invoice.

A blurry spirit, a numbness, held tightly by hand. The footstool brought out the fear in my memory, and brought up the memory of standing before the predator. And as the child in front of him raised his head, a grotesque sound began to reverberate in the city.

It's a loud noise. It was clearly a sound that could be heard from afar.

And yet they didn't come.

As if you knew there was something here.

When the child raised his head, his hair fluttered and his face showed. The heart began to beat slowly and at the same time, it became so clear as if it were wearing glasses. The child's eyes with his head raised were gray, and the place where the lower jaw was supposed to be was empty.

Gak, kak, kak...

There was a reason for not knowing the identity of this grotesque sound. Because it was a sound that I had never heard before. Ai, no! His only upper jaw and teeth moved. And the child's neck was bent in a grotesque direction that could never be bent.

Just...

I reached out and caught Detective Kang.