Life, Once Again!

Yuna opens her eyes, flinching her right leg. I had a dream of slipping while running excitedly, but it was a cliff. I'm trying to be taller. Chicken flesh sweeps Osso's raised forearm down into the palm of his hand. The subway air conditioning breeze was particularly cold, even though I had a mild dream. I vomited a small breath and looked at the side. He was sleeping with his arms folded in his arms.

“Are you sleeping? ”

I called out small, but there was no answer. The man sitting on the right opened his legs to see if he was dreaming again. Yuna pushes slightly toward the floor. His face became a clear distance between the closed eyelids to the eyelid from which the layer emerged. Juna glances at the face. When he opened his eyes, he was essentially cold, but he was rounded overall because he was closing. The cynical reason was not because of the eyes, but because of the eyes.

My sleeping senior caught wrinkles in his forehead. Is he having a bad dream? I was worried because I saw his confused face. He leans forward and rounds. It looked cold. If he's having a nightmare, he should wake him up. Yuna touches her shoulder. He shrugs a few times, but he doesn't open his eyes. A murky breath came from his mouth. Yuna leans over to check his face. Luckily, the frowning face was straight. Looks like you had a little air conditioning.

- This time...

Yuna unzips her bag from her arms. In summer, but at night, there was a cardigan that brought the idea that it could get cold. I took out my clothes and covered the floor and back.

“The air conditioning is too strong. ”

She folds her arms and rubs her forearms hard. The word "air-conditioning compartment" on the other side of the door looks fierce.

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I don't know, a few times.

The energy disappeared from the masked man's voice. His energetic hands sat calmly on his thighs, and each time he spoke, his prowling shoulders were fixed like nails. He put his mask back on.

- I don't suppose it's convenient to talk to each other face to face?

“What are you? ”

- There's no answer yet. But let me introduce myself. Hi, I'm Hangul. But this is also pointless. Because you'll forget it again.

“I knew the memory was fading from the beginning. But this is different. It's not fading. It's changing. And what are you? Why are you inside me? Does reincarnation break your personality? ”

- I can tell you things I can't right now, so I'll answer those questions. Now, the question of what I am is, let me give you back the answer I gave you a moment ago. Hi, I'm Hangul. I don't really know why I'm in you. because I don't know why I stay either. Last but not least, they're not separated.

When he stops talking, the man touches the mask with his index finger, then takes out a laughing voice.

- Well, technically, I'm pretty close to the original.

“The original?”

- Yes, I'm close to the point. I'm not saying I'm original. Mr. Hanmuru, you and I have experienced a few deaths. Every time you experience death, your memory resets to a certain threshold. Like I was born for the first time. So did I. He was hit by a car while living with the memory of being reincarnated. That is, there have been a few deaths before me.

“Were you still talking to each other? ”

The man shakes his head.

- In my case, there was no inner self. Nothing. I was acting out of experience.

“Then why are you in me? ”

- I don't know, but let me tell you a few things for sure. As soon as I became aware of death, my memory was cut off. In the meantime, if you had lived as an actor in your 30s, you would have started a new life with a memory of being hit by a car. Forgetting the memories of my previous life, only remembering that I was reborn. But then something interesting happened. I was on the verge of a new life. And of course, it wasn't conscious at the time like it is now. It was like a cockroach. A petty creature who hides in a house called Hangul. It was impossible to talk, it was difficult to think. There's only one thing I can do. It was looking at a new beginning of life in the eyes of a third party.

The floor immediately found out what was hidden in the story. And he immediately asked the key question.

“How many times have you seen him? How many of you have had a fresh start? ”

- Twenty-one.

“Twenty-one?”

You're the twenty-first. I've been having fun...... treating my name like someone else, but I've been watching that life quietly from the corner of my mind as soon as I started over. It was a mysterious experience. The characters were the same. It's just that writers are different.

The man raises his head. His gaze was toward the skylight.

- The first one and the seventh one were remarkably similar. Ah, the thirteenth and fifteenth. Both of them married their loved ones, gave birth to their children after marriage, and died on their first stone. When I died, I was guided and I started again. I watched the whole process. Every last one of them.

“That's terrible.”

- Yeah, it was awful. I can't even imagine who's doing this nonsense on purpose.

“Do you remember every life since the first moment you had a memory? All of it?”

The man replied small, "Yes." The floor swallowed a murmur. How does it feel to be a bystander and see your life from start to finish? Definitely not a pleasant experience.

“Do you share your feelings? Senses or something. ”

- Then I would have been trying to find a way to kill myself by now. Interestingly, I became an objective third party and watched myself die. It was like watching a movie. Life begins and ends, life begins again. In the process, more than 20 people lived without a doubt that they had been reborn for the first time.

“In terms of time... ”

- It's pointless, but at least I've lived here for over 300 years. Some of them lived to 44. But every single one of them was less than forty-five. Forty-five. I predicted the meaning of this number.

“Maybe one of the first dead ones died at 45. Watching as I can't get over that wall. ”

- I was thinking the same thing. As expected, you're one to talk. I'll take one.

The man smiles bitterly.

“Can you tell me about the dead before? ”

- It's not that hard now. Well, the ninth is going to be fun. The ninth one was overwhelming. stress, frequent overtime, and myocardial infarction. He fell on his desk and died. The next day, an employee found it. The tenth thing I remember about that life is that I put aside the path of working people from the beginning and turned my eyes towards self-employment. Working in the Blue Collar family, raising money, and then opening a store. I wanted to have a good day after I married the woman I loved, but the store collapsed. I become homeless, I transfer my job, and I die in the history of Seoul Station. The last thing I did was put money into my wife. And what I saw as I was dying were other homeless people staring at me like I was a nuisance in a corner. The eleventh begins. I don't remember the eleventh floor. I don't remember the ninth floor. The eleventh thing I remember is the previous miserable death of self-employed people. So what would you have done? Study hard, go to college, and get a job in a big company. Married to the woman she loves again, gave birth to a child, proudly headed towards the halfway point of life, died in a car accident. We're heading into the second lane quietly, and a drunk truck hits us from the other side. The torso that protrudes out of the car window instantly lands on the front of the truck. And number 12. The floor walks the path of the actor through an impromptu performance that has led to an opportunity without having to work.

“But he ended up dead. ”

He died two months after he got married. Missing cause of death.

“The reason for death is not limited. ”

- It can vary, but it's often a traffic accident. And then the disease.

The floor lets out a thin breath. I felt something important in my body escape with my breath. I wanted to believe that the masked man was lying. I wanted to think of this situation as an illusion created by the brain. If that's not true, I'd feel comfortable. The desire to deny was like heaven, but when something unknown exceeded the judgment of the head, chest, and brain, the man whispered that the words were true without a lie. Foresight, premonition, guesswork, intuition. Everything implied that this situation was true.

Twenty-one times, maybe more time. Life running like a treadmill was like punishment. I wanted to know the truth about why this happened to me.

- Oh, my God, it's time. It's time to say goodbye.

“Wait! I still want to ask you something! ”

The floor sees a crack in the stage around it. Light seeps through the cracks. The light went up on the stage, which was dark.

- Don't worry too much. If you don't know, there's no pain. When you get out of here, you'll forget everything. even the fact that life repeats itself. I'm going to return to the fortunate that I've been given a chance to live again. Nothing's changed.

“Just because you don't realize it doesn't mean the horror is gone! ”

- Yes, it is. because I'm going through that experience. But I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't know how this is going to end.

“Was it lust to live again? If that's the case, why did you give me a chance? Before that!”

The floor says, resisting the pulling force behind it.

“Then who was the woman who guided me? What was that woman that you told me about having a chance at life again? Is that God? Is she the god who planned this damn life? ”

A white rabbit leaps through the crack. The floor looked into the rabbit's eyes. All the sadness of the world was in it. The rabbit leaps over and sits on the man's shoulder. The man slowly takes off his mask. He was smiling lightly.

- The clock should be ticking faster. Thanks to you, I can tell you a few more things. Number one, I actually know why this started. Because she told me everything here. But knowing doesn't change much.

She, the masked man, points the rabbit over her shoulder.

I told you the last time we met, but don't hate her too much. She's had more desperate times than me and you.

“Her? Who the hell is she? ”

- The woman you will love forever.

“Hey! One drink! ”

I was pulled back. His foot flew into the air and his body moved toward the ceiling. On the crumbling stage, the man waves his hand. The rabbit on the shoulder disappears.

- Next time I see you, it'll be face to face, right? Nice to meet you, Mr. Hanmuru. The twenty-first time you were very special.

At the same time as the man said, the world was torn apart.

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The open floor raises a hand on the shoulder. A strange cardigan was touched. I looked around and there was Yuna, who was dozing off. Since no stranger could have covered it up, this cardigan belongs to Juna.

I was smiling slightly at the words of the mind, but there was pain near my heart. It was better to take a breath because it was not severe chest pain. The images that I saw in my dreams with the pain came to mind, but I couldn't figure out what they meant. I tried to connect the scattered memories like puzzles, but as soon as I heard the instructions, my mind was empty.

"Dreams are like this all the time."

The floor folded its arms, yawning loudly.

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Hey, it's autumn!

Phew!

In the fall!!!!!

Chicken.

Heh heh 54783;

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