I'm still alive

The nightmare that people experienced once again arrives. The residents swallowed their fears with cries, and the children shudder as if they were seizures and hide in the corner, not to mention first. an insatiable fear and endless abyss Tired of overwhelming fear, they gave up their resistance. But we resisted before the darkness, burning flames deep in our hearts.

'Stay with it.'

The old man's unshakable voice put the brakes on his frantic beating heart, and my hands, which moved busily and stroked the shoulders of the party, shook off the lumpy tension. So we swelled up like a single organism and began to resist fear. It was the belief that we could do it together, and it was similar to the flapping of wings that came out of the cliff. Remember the number of guys we killed. On the day of the briefing, the old man's story passes through his eardrums.

Ah. Ahhhh.

It was like the sound of the wind or the cry of an animal. Just listening to him makes me cringe and gives me goose bumps. Even though he is a real creature, he just feels like a ghost to us. He was looking out from the veranda in front of the building we saw. He must have noticed that there was no one there after searching every room like a shadow.

Embarrassed? Angry? He didn't show any emotion, even though he couldn't find a survivor to eat today. The round mouth kept poking, and the grotesquely elongated body shakes like a reed. Is it coming this way? Where are you planning to goin'? I look forward to not coming towards us while I'm preparing to fight. But he disappeared into the darkness before my thoughts were over.

At that moment, a sigh came from around, and I removed my finger from the trigger. It was as if the shadow had entered another shadow. The stealthy and common footsteps. No, I didn't even feel that there was something there. I don't know what other abilities are, but at least that guy in the dark is a natural killer and a king who rules the city of night.

After finishing all the analyses in a minute, I neatly folded the idea of hunting that fellow. There was no means of catching that strain unless it was time for the sun to rise, and at least needed enough ammunition to concentrate the bright light and firepower that would light up around here. I decided to wait here for the morning, setting defense as my top priority.

When I sent the signal, the group loosened their positions and massaged. Yongpal hurriedly drank water, and the old man prepares to move his body by eating food in spare moments. But no one in the building thought to open their mouths. Because I know it's impossible to get a good night's sleep now that he'

Maintain tension and remain vigilant. In preparation for the strain that might come again, the whole party looked everywhere with red bloodshot eyes.

However, the atmosphere at the senior citizen center began to deteriorate after the strain appeared. A minute felt like an hour, and the whimpering from all sides slowly gnawed at our solid spirit. Of course, the group of people who had experienced many of the worst were somehow enduring this time, but the conditions of the residents who were resonating with each other's fears were not good.

Fear and fear paralyze reason, and make the body move as instinct leads. You know, panic-stricken residents are screaming and rushing out of the building? Not only did he run out, but all the people in the senior citizen center could be in danger. However, the atmosphere, which could not be taken a step forward, caught my ankle and made it impossible to distract attention from the residents.

Damn it, there was a curse coming out of my mouth by itself. And the old man who heard the swearing also hardened his expression. A finger-sized hole has been drilled in the solidly built dam. The small hole will collapse the whole dam over time. Do I have to give instructions? If I give orders, who do I get off? Perhaps because of the nerves in the front, the head began to overload. I frowned and breathed out a coarse breath.

'Doo-sik, Da-hye.’

But it was Yongpal, not the old man or Park Daebak, who moved ahead of my mouth. Yongpal whispered quietly and put the proper personnel on the people's side, and stirred the interior of the senior citizen center hard on my behalf. A squirrel that is neither bustling nor slow. The cowardly and sloppy Yongpal had turned into a fake pocket that filled my shortcomings.

'It's okay.' 'It's safe.' These words were not much, but they were very touching for the residents who had been neglected. Innocent and kind-looking Doo-sik, and Park Da-hye, who is still young but smart. The two effectively stabilized the residents, and did not forget the advice that they should be quiet. Thanks to this, the concentration of people who were wary of outside was increasing.

The atmosphere, like the night before the storm, calms down, and the heat that used to heat up the chest also subsides. I sat still and rolled my cold heart with my breath. To concentrate 100 percent on this situation, I have taken a beating heart. As the eyes become accustomed to darkness, the pupils begin to twirl like tops. My vision opens up before my eyes, and my senses accelerate.

From now on it was a battle of time and silence. We confronted the Darkness, waiting for a man who didn't know when he would come. Ten minutes, twenty minutes. We squeeze the tension out like a squeezing laundry. What's in the dark? Can you be sure you have nothing? Maybe there's something else?

Srrrrrrrrrr.

'Right front.'

Rough recitations popped out of my mouth. No one knew whether that just passed was a shadow or a flying scum. The eyes looking at the front said they didn't know, and the ears listening to the sound were also uncertain. I doubted my eyes and ears endlessly, but I was saying that there was something in front of me that was licking the skin.

Doubts become certainty, shadows become shapes. Listening to my whispering, the party turned their eyes without hesitation, pulling the yore and enlarging the hard muscles. He had been looking around all the apartments where the residents were or was passing through the first floor corridor where he first came. Huh? That's weird. There's nothing here. This is what he would think.

There was no fluctuation in the body passing through the corridor, and there was no sign of common popularity. He flows silently through the hall like a passing wind, and shows himself out of the apartment.

Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm.

The sound of footsteps on the steps of the front door of the apartment rings. The thickness, as if he had stepped on a pearl, made even the cold sweat on his forehead sticky. Arms and hair shake like reeds fluttering in the wind. The round mouth was closed before he knew it, and he gently turned his head and looked to one side.

Well, the sound of someone in the party breathing in gasp rang quietly. It was a relief that he didn't look at our side, and an instinctive reaction that almost pulled the trigger. I put down my wet index finger with cold sweat and turned my head in the direction he turned away. And there was a management office where factions gathered.

The management office, which could not hear anything as soon as the sun went down, was no different from the shelter of survivors. I'm sure they've heard the deafening sound of the strain, right? Just as we hold our breath and look at the situation, they will be keeping their mouths shut and wary of the surroundings. Did they find him? Couldn't he? Silence.........it's dark....... No light or sound is heard, as if in a deserted house. But the strain slowly turned towards it as if he knew there was something there.

He penetrated into the darkness, and for a moment I missed sight.

No!

The skin is tingling and the index finger near the trigger is flinching. With my eyes closed, I quickly turned my head in the direction of instinct. And there we could find a guy running towards the management office.

I can hear the sound of laughter inhaling the metallic wind. The sound of the wind leaking from his vocal cords gave him a clue as to what he was after.

Hehehehehehehehehehehehe!

It's a big, dull movement. But he didn't make any sound or sound as if he were really a ghost. I turned my eyes to the management office in a hurry, and gave them a silent shout that still didn't respond. However, the man who permeated into the darkness began climbing up the wall as if it were a wind, breaking down the screen that was blocking the window so easily.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

When he crumpled himself into a narrow window, an eardrum-breaking scream rang out from the management office. An attack that is made before something can be responded to. The sound of meat tearing and furniture breaking began to boom the apartment complex. Like a wolf in a flock, he stirs inside the management office and slaughter people. The good fortune of keeping orders has turned away from them tonight.

I was expecting it, but I closed my eyes tightly in front of the terminal that I could never get used to. The group flinched and shook only innocent guns, and the residents behind them flocked to the corner, blocking their screams with their hands. A scream from a man wakes up the inside of a quiet senior citizen center and ignites a breathless fuse.

Please just pass by, please content and go away. I prayed and prayed for a selfish and most effective situation. But even in that moment my body and mind were preparing for a fight that might come. The index finger on the trigger stings and the cold sweat running through the forehead is gently placed on the back of the nose. And even before the sweat dries, the eerie tremors eat into the whole body.

Ten minutes have passed. The ten minutes passed by, as though they had locked us in the yoke of an eternity. The windows of the management office are sprinkled with blood, and the phosphorus seen between them is cut in pieces and lost in shape. It's a massacre, and it's a slaughter. There was a subtle mixture of joy and anger in his movements. The anger over the disappearance of the breeding grounds, and the joy of killing people. He was such a pure and dirty gray monster.

'Oh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!’

And at that moment a small door next to the management office opened and a man rushed out. His whole body was covered with blood, as if to tell what was going on inside, and red blood was flowing from his stomach. No, a pitch-black night makes even the blood look dark black. Every scene feels as unreal as a black-and-white movie.

Sal, save me! Help me! Help me!!!’

The man started running towards us shouting like a madman. While sitting on the sidelines, I jumped up from my seat and instinctively waved my hands to send a signal. In my head, the alarm rings like crazy, making my heart beat like crazy.

And the screams the man uttered began to get closer.

Save me!!! Help me, please!’

Damn it, damn it! There's a situation where I don't want the bad news to overlap. Where is he? Did he find a man running away this way? If... ...if so, do they know we're here, too? The man fell down. He only ran towards this place, repeatedly getting up. On a torn ship, the endless flow of blood was like Gretel's snack calling for him.

Why are you here? Why are you here? I wanted to yell at that man running with blood. But what came out of my mouth shouldn't have been shouting. When I am agitated, the party is agitated, and when I am afraid, the party is also afraid. The atmosphere was already tense and morale began to drop rapidly in front of the scene, which was so devastating.

'Calm down!'

But what came out of my mouth was not a shout, but a firm order to hold them. I pushed the group one by one to help them get the promised position. And then I clenched my teeth and checked my gun for the last time, ready to face the one who might attack. Fear and fear that cannot be handled come. But it was my instructions and the forewarning of the party that was pushing it away.

Hick, hick, hick!

He was smiling at the man. It was indistinguishable whether that was a grotesque twisting smile, a look of joy, or a preparation for slaughter. He was covered in blood. And slowly crawling out of the window to catch the last prey.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! However, he didn't seem willing to wait for it.

a sharp angle

The sound of a broken bone splashes the head of the brain. The blood that rose like a fountain spilled over the white snow, and the man's body falls with a light twitch. And of all things, where the man last reached out, there was a senior citizen center where we were. The hand contained a last desire to live with deep regret. And he licked all that desire.

He's looking this way.

And stand still, bending the neck to the side.

If he were to speak, he would have said this is what he would have said.

'You were there, too, huh?’

There is a dull sound of pulling the trigger and lifting the gun from all sides.

Wait, wait, wait! I quietly raised one hand to block the atmosphere just before it exploded. When I put my hand down, the angry words that began at the gunpoint will be stuck in that variant. Just imagining it makes the fighting spirit boil, and the repulsion that wants to fight against fear immediately springs up like a spring. But I didn't issue a shooting order and felt only the harsh breathing that the party was exhaling.

The man who grabbed the man's head walks slowly towards this side. As if we are not paying attention to our resistance, we can feel the ease of our steps.

Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm.

I can hear bare feet walking through a swamp of blood and snow. And my heart began to resonate with the sound. The hand in the air was tense with a cold wind, and the cold sweat that fell from my nose falls to the floor.

Not now. Wait, and wait again. I waited and waited for the best starting point left by experience and instinct. When his body is fully visible, and everything we've prepared points to the front, that will come soon. The index finger trembled, and the air, which is set at the aiming point, looks straight ahead.

After

Breathe out long and at the same time my eyes open wide.

Ahhhhhhh!!!

When he grumbled, I heard a shout that I had endured and endured again and again and again.

Shoot!!!!!