Life, Once Again!

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Classic interrogation room. Steel chairs fixed to the floor, like an invisible steel desk. I squeezed it and sat down. I can't get up right away because of a fixed chair. If you push your knee to get up, your knee touches the edge of your desk. It will hurt quite a lot if you wake up unconsciously. Form that needs to be sideways to stand up. Are we going to take this structure in the actual interrogation room?

“He's a murderer who knows nothing. Pure murderer. Raised on the island, no hesitation in capturing and killing people. That's how I learned. That's how I lived. Oh, and I can't talk. All I can afford is, uh, ah, whatever. Do you have any idea what kind of character he is? ”

“Yes.”

The floor said, placing his hands on a cold desk. The staff puts the cuffs on top. I thought it was a plastic model, but it was iron. The chains between my wrists clash together and I hear the sound of standing.

“I want you to get your emotions up. Like a wild dog.”

“I understand.”

While the PD approached Joohyun and spoke, the floor uncuffed and listened to the script. I looked at the feelings of the character described by the fingerprint and practiced with a small twitch. You must use a non-verbal expression as you are a non-metabolic character. Big moves, loud voices. I moved my body slightly to the left and to the right, and studied what emotions I would express in accordance with the script.

“Let's get ready.”

The PD moved ahead of the monitor, he said. The light hanging from the ceiling turns off. A lamp was illuminated on a stand secured to the steel desk and reflectors were installed on both sides.

“If you feel uncomfortable, just bear with it. ”

“It's not that uncomfortable. It's actually kind of cozy. ”

The floor looks up and says, handcuffed. Joohyun sitting across from me smiled.

“Let's do it well, then. ”

Joohyun tapped the desk twice with his fist and left the interrogation room. The floor takes a deep breath looking at the gray wall in front of it. My back is tingling.

“Let's start with Ju-hyun. ”

Q, for a moment, the scene was silent. The floor slows down and waits with its head bent. Soon, the iron door slowly opened with a creak. Joohyun let out a low sigh and came inside with an office face. Pull out the chair and hold the file. The sound of the paper going over and over keeps the tension subtle.

“I can't talk. Can't I or won't I? ”

Joohyun covered the file and quietly put it on the desk.

"Actually, I'm fine with it. Whether I talk or not has nothing to do with me. I don't know if I go to garbage, but I can read their minds roughly when I look into the eyes of the same garbage. I don't need a horse."

Joohyun, who put his hand on the file, lightly pushed the file. A sliding file on the desk stops in front of the floor. The floor looked down at the yellow file and grabbed the file with both hands and twisted it to the left and to the right without cause. The handcuffs caught my hand, but I didn't care. I threw the wrecked file to the ground. Joohyun looked at the file once with his eyes and opened his mouth.

“Seong-goo Han, Jae-cheol Choi, Jin-tak Kim. You can't talk, but you can understand, right? These names, they look familiar to you? I'm sure it's familiar. Because you killed them all. Hanseong-gu stabbed him six times with a knife. Six in the chest, neatly. And Choi Jae-cheol, strangled. You're wearing his tie, aren't you? Last but not least, Jin-taek Kim used a hammer. It's weird, usually murderers have obsessive murders. Or a way, but you just kill it. No aesthetics, no formalities. I just killed him. ”

The floor raises its head slowly. There's a camera in the field of view of you. A sphere that looks from top to bottom. Recognize the camera but do not be conscious. Inside the cheekbones, I tightened the area around which wrinkles were formed. The upper lip curls up and flutters.

Now that I have shaped my face, all that remains is to pour out the emotions that I have prepared. A child with nothing. A child who can't feel any guilt at all because he has done killing people like a breath. A boy who can only feel free to leap like a strapped dog is trapped in a place that smells like iron.

There is no fear of punishment. I don't know about that. I'm just overwhelmed with irritations that I can't stand the fact that I can't do what I want. I'm anxious. My fingers are itchy. I want to run away from this inconvenience and play as much as I want.

Cancan, handcuffs and an iron desk clash. The unspeakable child. The only way to express it is to act. I kept hitting my desk at a steady pace. I didn't give it much strength. This is a warning.

Joohyun got up from his seat. As the sister and star of the ark, you are far above. I am aware of that, but my fury does not abate.

The floor revealed its teeth towards the coming prefecture. I let go without trying to stop my body. Joohyun who is facing me smiles faintly. She was also a ferocious wild dog.

“You would have killed him. Yeah, I killed him. Then why did he kill her? Simply because you like killing? No, they have nothing in common. It's a different place to live. Age is also 10 million different. I don't hold grudges, I don't have sadistic hobbies. What did he do? What did he kill those three people for? I mean, I don't think you're just a homicidal maniac. You smell like an expert. I see a kind of professional ego. A lot of killers have big motives for murder, but you don't seem to be. It was like killing someone so briefly that they had to do what they had to do. What the hell are you? No, who's behind you? ”

We're one step closer. A shadow will be cast on the face of the main character behind the stand. The floor looks into the shadow. In the darkness, Joohyun's eyes sparkled with madness. I have goosebumps on my skin. If I had seen those eyes in the usual way, I would have turned my head. Eyes I want to avoid. The rushing waves of emotion shake the floor.

At this rate, we'll lose. If it is impossible to accommodate 100 percent of the main smoke, at least this scene should not be broken. The flooring stops thinking and creates a more primitive feeling.

I have never unintentionally evoked feelings in a dramatic shooting. In the act of aggression, there was another self watching it from a distance. The self is the emotional controller and overseer in the field of the mind. Even when I was angry, crying, and annoyed, the self always instructed me to adjust my level accordingly. The floor has been manipulating the level of emotion in that way. Maintaining accurate depth of emotion that can be handled. A philosophy of acting that the floor considered more important than anything else.

And now, another self on the floor has turned its back. I can't cope with Joohyun's acting. Matching may have to be the same grade. In Joohyun's acting, it was still difficult to match the polished emotions.

So we give up on one side. Since his refined emotions are worse than Joohyun's acting, he pushes the unrefined emotional mass back to Joohyun.

The floor only acted like this once.

- I'll take it all. Show me.

Adults at the door, who broke the frame and gave me a fabulous response even when I pushed in the rough stone of emotion. Joo-hyun also appeared to be an actor with the ability to fill his/her gaps.

Then, instead of obsessing about the lack of smoke, you should change the direction of the smoke so that the other actor can show off more skill.

The script passed in my head. Despite the liberalism of reason, the brain fortunately remembered the script. All that's left is to explode your emotions according to the format.

The floor no longer knows how the facial muscles are moving. I just hope that the outburst of fury will appear on your face in the right form. It was time to feel my face twist.

I smiled as if he was happy. She wasn't the one who let her emotions flow in the promised order. The flooring heightens the extreme flow as it exudes a subtle feeling that is being cast.

As the floor became dense, Joo-hyun also turned into an experienced hunter. She seemed to say with her eyes: Go faster, go faster.

“Aaahhhh!”

I reached out my handcuffed hand and grabbed Joohyun's neck. I feel the power in my knuckles. Joohyun's mouth was wide open. She also smiles with her teeth bared.

Joohyun's elbow slammed the elbow of the floor. Bang, the arm of the floor falls to the desk with a sound. The floor immediately twisted without a leak to feel the pain. Knees and a fixed metal desk clash with each other for no reason. I waved roughly with my finger to hold Joohyun's clothing collar, and Joohyun caught the hair on the floor. The floor was pulled and so was Joo-hyun.

The two faces became closer without room for one punch. The floor looks at her with a trembling breath, and she also claps her mouth shut and looks down at the floor.

The floor continues to give strength to the hand holding the collar. Tutu, it sounded like it was exploding somewhere, but it didn't matter. For a moment, I thought I should stop inside my head, but my grip grows stronger. I turned to the unthinkable painter Joohyun. My mind was filled with the determination that I couldn't finish like this.

As the low sound of discarded sputum spreads from the end of the twisted mouth, Juhyun forcefully pushes the head of the floor toward the desk.

The desk approaches quickly. Just before I touched my forehead and desk, I felt Joohyun relaxing. She was in complete control of herself, despite the intense emotional posturing.

But the floor didn't stop. Bang, then a loud noise. A heavy headache rises from his head, and at the same time, his flow subsides.

“Cut!”

The floor drained the body's strength from the cut signal in the ear. I don't move my head against my desk. No, I couldn't move. I think we should hold on to this for a while.

It's complicated. My heart doesn't calm down. I think I'll be angry without knowing him if I see his face right now. It seemed like it would take a little time to capture the feeling of running freely.

It was time to take a breath looking at the bottom of the set. Hands above your head.

“You're strong.”

Juhyun patted the floor's head. The floor raises its head with an energetic smile. I saw Joohyun smiling in front. She's not even a little distracted. The emotions that had been shown before seemed to be in deep. The assassin's violent accusation of wolf-like escaping the female detective was swift.

“This looks like the bottom of my emotions. ”

The floor reminded me of the performance theory that Joo-hyun used to say.

“Not yet. ”

Joohyun tapped the floor's cheek with the back of his hand.

“Hey! What the hell! Is your head okay? ”

The PD that followed said, sticking to the side. Thinking it was a PD that couldn't remember a person's name, the floor opened its mouth.

“I'm fine.”

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Uh, no, no.

Thank you for your vote.

Third place. I'm impressed.

At the same time, I sighed, "Thank God." If I win a prize because I'm shy, I'll die.

I like it the way it is.

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