I'm still alive

I checked my watch and calculated the time we were going back to Eden. Hold it tight for an hour. I walked slowly toward the wrists, tapping my finger on the wristwatch. The earth was enveloped in silence, and I can only hear my footsteps walking on the floor.

His thighs were still bolted. Detective Kang may have called it haemostasis in his own way, but he had a thick cloth wrapped around his thigh. Blood flow decreased a lot, but it wasn't a complete hemostasis. If I leave it as it is, I'll die. I looked down at him with cold eyes.

He started screaming as soon as he found me. But because of the cloth in his mouth, the scream was blocked by the wall, and his eyes were red with fear and fear. As I approached, I quietly stepped on his thigh.

'Turn it off!!!’

He is struggling all over. The thigh I stepped on was bleeding like a sponge squeezing out. It was useless to hold my foot, and it was useless to look at it mournfully. I stroked my thigh for a long time and whispered quietly at him.

'I know who you are.’

Every time he breathes hard, he smells disgusting and strong glue. And the shaking eyes and the enchanting face were telling me this guy was out of his mind. But just because you're out of your mind, it doesn't mean you can't feel pain and fear.

I stretched out my hand and pulled the bolt in. The bolt, which was really made to catch people, never fell out easily. But I stepped on him screaming and struggling and pulled out the bolt. You have to be read, you have to be more of a monster than a monster to deal with.

'I know there's more like you.’

He'll be dead soon, but not right now. To prevent his bleeding, I pulled a cloth winding over his thigh to make his boring life more lengthened. At this rate, you will be able to die slowly, very slowly, cursing life.

He struggled all over and began to scream to say something. Looking at the figure quietly, I winked at Detective Kang, and soon took the cloth out of my mouth. Then he cried and begged as if he had been waiting.

Save me! Help me!’

It's the same repertoire. Those who kill and rape people as if they were their destiny, beg for their lives as if they were lying. It was not a matter of ethics. If this was a jungle, if this was a gray jungle that really killed and killed, they should have been ready to die today.

'Old man.'

I called the old man quietly. Then the old man cut off the electric wire as if he had waited and began to tie him to the post. He could not resist and just continued his passive struggle. Only ten minutes have passed when I checked the time. But I didn't intend to take any more time.

'I'm gonna tie it up here.’

In the meantime, a fool who has flown to heaven, leaving himself to pleasure, falls into hell for a moment. Those who are tied to an electric cord and unable to move will be eaten alive by monsters who slowly die from bleeding or come to the night.

The flesh and blood are gone, and even the bones are eaten. Perhaps the value of existence will disappear altogether and even the evidence that it was alive will evaporate in this world. Knowing it well, the man began to tremble with fear. The teeth snapped, and tears and snot were pouring down ceaselessly.

But I gave him a single rope. It was like a string he should never let go, and it was his last chance to choose.

There's more, right? All you have to do is tell me the location.’

It's definitely nearby. That's what all intuition was saying. The number of people who run into each other is not small. Those who roam as if they were hunting humans must be gathering in one place and continuing to do the disgusting thing. I picked up the Great Sword and gently put it down in front of him.

Let's choose.

Whether it's a comfortable death or a gut-eating death alive. I looked at him with cold, subdued eyes, and pierced through his eyes struggling with nightmares and fears. The bitter water and the raw repulsion that comes up from the inside evaporate for a moment due to anger and hatred.

'Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...….’

He cries like a human being. It is not until the time for a beast to die that refused to be human and ran counter to its identity that sheds tears like a human being. A cold wind leaks through the windows, and a colder silence than that weighs heavily on the interior of the earth'

It was a cold day.

* * *

'Isn't that dangerous. Do you want me to come with you?’

Detective Kang asked nervously, but I shook my head and refused.

Park Da-hye and Kim Hye-jung had to be stabilized and treated at the moment. We were forced to leave the scene and to accompany Detective Kang and the Yongpal brothers to Eden. Detective Kang worried about us, who were divided into two teams and became a relatively minority, but I turned away from the worry coldly. And reminded Kang that arriving safely was the first purpose.

As expected, the base of the vagabonds was near here. We needed to know if they were the tramps we were looking for, or if they were other unintegrated vagrants. There's plenty of time left, so I and the old man are thinking of scouting around. I felt the unknown enemy getting closer and closer, and the thread turned to the truth and slowly came near me.

'Please leave first.’

I told Detective Kang. Then Detective Kang nodded, and looked at the Yong-pal brothers, who were packing equipment and luggage. Kim Hye-jeong's condition was much better, but Park Da-hye was getting worse. You'll have to take him to the hospital as soon as possible. I handed over the radio connected to the office to Detective Kang and saw him off so he could get out safely.

'Woo.'

While Du-sik was walking toward Eden, suddenly he looked back at me and waved his hand. Starting with that, Yong-pal waved at me, and Detective Kang bowed his head in a daze. I looked at the figure with a faint smile, and soon saw the group disappearing from sight.

A cold wind blew, and the voice of an old man mingled with subtle tremors rang out.

'A lot has changed, hasn't it?

A lot has changed. I didn't know whether it was because the world changed or because I changed the world. However, they were able to survive because they changed, and they had to change in order to live in the future. The old man's face was smeared with deep longing and remorse.

'I'll be out first.’

I quietly watched the old man's back, nodding his head and taking his equipment. Then he took out the great sword hanging from his thigh and walked slowly back inside the globe. There was a man shivering with an electric cord. Unable to scream because his mouth was blocked with cloth, he looked back on his last life with a face with tears and a runny nose.

Yeah, a lot has changed.

* * *

The vagrant's confession was made at a nearby supermarket. In Korea, a large supermarket of a brand that exists at least one place where people are gathered was a perfect fortress where there are supplies and geographical advantages that anyone would want in this world.

I quietly exhaled my breath, marking the spot on the map. The old search team wrote that it was empty. However, the records were false or fabricated, and the search team members who recorded them were more likely to be spies of vagrants. It's a relief that we caught a spy, but I thought it was a word that was made based on the current situation.

Having set my destination, I began to cross the city with the old man. With fewer people, the speed is even higher. One step almost as fast as they could run through the alley, and sometimes they put a bolt in their head without even having to prepare.

The old man and I were beaten to death as if we had become one. When I find them, I move without speaking, and when I reach out, the bolt is placed on top in less than a second. Half an hour to travel like that, we were able to travel about half the distance we traveled with the party.

By the time the target supermarket was seen far away, a roadblock full of nails was blocking the alley. You think he's stopped them from even approaching this area? There was about 500 meters left until the large supermarket, but the area was wider than I thought. I looked everywhere and tried to find the signs of popularity.

Then the old man murmured dumbfounded.

Search birds, I haven't been able to do much.’

I nodded my head and agreed. Not finding this wide area was not usually a matter of incompetence. As soon as I got back to Eden, I decided to reset all the information the search teams had written. The old man and I once hid into a nearby commercial building and headed to the roof to look around.

If the majority of the terrain we've been to was narrow alleys and low villas, this was a large, high-tech park. And there was an industrial park in the middle of it, and in the future there was a big mart that we aimed for.

The old man gave me a telescope, and we started scouting from the roof.

The roads surrounding the large mart were all large and long, and were jammed tightly with immobile cars. But in the middle of the car there was a small road, as if it had been cleared with a bulldozer, where a group of vagrant-looking people were walking in a row.

There are at least twenty people. Before the overwhelming number, I gulped down my saliva and moved my telescope frantically. The windows of the big mart were almost broken, beyond which the seemingly human In-young were frantic. It was such a large number that it made me feel like a mart was operating.

However, they were like swarms of ants without queen ants. A slum? A vagrant den? They were too sloppy to be a single group, and they didn't even have a guard. I could feel intuitively that the vagrants were not a united group.

'Dongyoon.'

The old man called me quietly and pointed to a busy boulevard of cars. As I quickly moved the telescope, there was a herd of vagrants dragging people back to the big mart. It was the same as the vagrants found at the site of the metamorphosis. They were going home after a human hunt.

Ten naked men alone, many survivors survived in this apocalypse, and they were being taken to hell by another monster, not by the grey ones. I took out my diary and began to draw a hectic distribution chart of the surrounding terrain and vagabonds.

What's the view inside the supermarket? How many on earth are there? I was lost in thought for a while biting my lips. And I realized that it was time for the vagrants to return, and I had no choice but to feel deep regret. Tiredness is gathering. I woke up slowly from my seat, washing my face dry.

'Don't be impatient.'

The old man soothed me by talking softly. Right, it's just the beginning. What's important is that we know where they are, and we have a rough topography. But there are too many numbers. And I was worried that it was located in a dog land.

But it was time to leave that regret behind and return.

I packed the equipment I put down on the floor, and finally drew a big circle on the map. This whole place was the territory of the men I expected. It had to be tightened slowly around here, or had to cut off the tail of the vagrants.

‘…….’

'......꺅!'

And at that moment the screams that should not be heard in our ears, which were about to go down the stairs, came small. It's sudden. Where the hell is it? It's definitely around here. The moment I realized this was a nearby building with barricades, I could quickly guess that the vagrants were passing by to return. Literally the timing was very bad.

The old man bent down in a hurry, and I lay flat on the stairs and held my breath. The screams and men's voices slowly began to get closer. Do you think they're passing through the alley next to this building? My right ear flinched, and my nerves become sharp.

Then a clear voice began to come through the window.

a male voice

Shit! It's getting smaller?’

And a woman's voice.

'No, how many times do I have to tell you? I told you to wait a little longer because the combat team was cut off!’

What are you talking about? A combat team? Why is a combat team coming out of here? I crawled down a staircase desperately so that there was no sound. Then he poked his head out in the direction of the sound and looked down at a crowd passing through the alley.

They were walking through the alley with three people like dogs, perhaps the returning vagabonds. A wounded adult man and a little screaming woman being beaten. And the six, except for the hostage, appeared to be vagrants, and the men and women fighting with a high voice in the lead were a combination I had never thought of.

The man in the lead was holding a bloody baseball bat, while the woman who raised her voice next to it was dressed in clean clothes and even an expensive-looking field. Heads are taut, logic dissipates in an instant. I slowly frowned and clenched my fist.

'Are you sure?

The man licked his tongue with a sordid look and soon put his hand in the woman's waist. Then the woman came to the man with a cute act that looked pretentious at a glance. And at that moment I could see her face turned slightly, and I had no choice but to hold on to the crossbow that I was holding.

I load the bolt and beckon the old man.

She's one of the officials I saw at the meeting.

I found a real tail.