Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Suddenly, a sense of disconnect filled his lungs.

"This is driving me crazy."

Really, he felt like going crazy.

Whether it was Boss Yoon bursting into tears or Dr. Ha SeongYoon saying something to him, he felt nauseous, like he was going to go insane at any moment from this sudden wave of reality.

It was like the seasickness of someone who's been on a ship for a long time, or a person who is not accustomed to roller coasters.

The sense of reality that came down with a thud pressed on his stomach more than before, and he almost collapsed from his place without making a sound.

Jung In-ho grabbed Dr. Ha Seong-yoon's arm who had approached, not knowing what he was babbling about.

It was just an instinctive act, like when you run away from a monster.

Jung In-ho.

I don't know."

Jung In-ho, we need to move. I can't hear anyone from over there.

I dont know, I dont know.

He shook his head at Dr. Ha Seong-yoon's words.

He didn't need someone to tell him what to do, he needed someone to take over this terrible sense of reality.

He wanted someone to take away this bloody, gut-wrenching sense of reality.

"I shouldn't have left like that, I did the wrong thing, the wrong thing."

Calm down, I know you're very confused right now.

What would you do if you knew, damn it? I, no, I should have just stayed still .

He choked up.

It wasn't that he had lived life so smoothly, and he didn't love ordinary things too much, but he couldn't get rid of the thought that things were gradually getting out of hand.

Even though he only saw lumps of meat.

Yes, he had just encountered it.

It's not that he was the monster that killed them, nor was he torn limb from limb by the monster. it was just a piece of meat, moving or not moving. He didn't want to see it, so his stomach lurched even more and his legs trembled.

Of course, Jung In-ho himself did not realize that.

But yes. Still, he had to figure out what to do next. He had to tell these people what he thought.

Maybe, just maybe, like those extra witnesses in the movies he'd seen, he could talk his way out of this play.

Knowing very well, of course, that this could not be the case, he slowly opened his mouth to speak, chastising himself for such a baseless thought.

He rearranged the pockets of his brain once more.

Weirdness becomes weakness, and revealing weakness is losing the battle for information.

yes, yes therefore .

He didn't want to be the underdog.

Lets find the other two first.

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Among Manager Lee Jaehun and Employee Kwon Yeon-hee, someone There has to be.

What form that "there" might take was unknown, even to Jung In-ho himself.

Evidently, the others were contemplating what to do after collecting their corpses, but his feelings did not follow them.

Jung In-ho moved on, hoping that they would be alive.

Boss, wake up. It is dangerous to be alone.

But Mina is... .

I can come back and take care of it for you. Rather, if Boss Yoon is seriously injured, who will help Kang Mina?

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Boss Yoon Garam, who was unable to even scream while shedding tears, stood up quietly, probably accepting Dr. Ha Seong-yoon's persuasion.

Her pupils were empty and she couldn't even close her breathless mouth, but she didn't seem stupid enough to deny the reality.

Indeed, Boss Yoon Garam was a person who had only recently met them.

Rather, Jung In-ho himself, who should be crying, couldn't even cry right, but he was angry at her, who was crying for no reason.

But he couldn't reveal it.

That is the right response. It's not something I should be upset about. that's stupid... .

Yes, isn't it a human reaction to burst into tears watching the death of someone you've just become close with?

If you feel jealous or stuffy about it and get angry, you are lacking as a human being.

Jung In-ho knew he was at his limit. His legs were throbbing, and his hands were aching from holding the monkey spanner after each monster he killed.

He was out of breath and grumpy after witnessing the deaths of those close to him.

However, when he confirmed what he was seeing, he felt his blank mind clearing up.

ah."

There were bloodstains everywhere, but no more bodies were to be seen.

There is no body.

"No."

"Then.

Then,

If they were really, really lucky...

Did they escape alive?

Jung In-ho felt that his voice had improved. Of course, a man-eating monster might have appeared and swallowed the two of them, but well.

The probability of that seemed low when thinking of Kang Mina and intern Roh Yun-seok, whose corpses were left behind.

"Wait a minute."

Click.

Dr. Ha Seongyoon, who was walking around the darkened surroundings with a lighter on, nodded.

There are traces of escape.

Uh, Where ! Where?

Boss Yoon Garam, who had been staring at the floor with her head down, shouted in a loud voice.

As soon as she remembered the possibility of a monster nearby, she lowered her voice, but it was undeniable that she looked better than before.

As Boss Yoon stumbled and approached the place where Dr. Ha Seongyoon was lighting with a lighter, Jung In-ho, whose heart pounded for a moment, swallowed his breath and followed suit.

He needed hope that things would get better too.

When the two of them came to Dr. Ha Seongyoon, he pointed to the floor and said.

Can you see the bloodstain here?

Bloodstains.

From here it leads that way.

Manager Lee Jaehun had come into sight.

He saw a monster that looked like a man covered in green algae, a vine full of teeth that had been plucked from his body, piercing Lee Jae-heon's throat and savoring his blood.

It was burning with a terrible color as if a fire had been lit after pouring strong alcohol on it.

"Manager.

Huk, ugh.

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Manager Lee Jaehun was in a more miserable state than Jung In-ho expected.

His skin was half burned and blackened from the contact with the monster, and his arm was crushed by the numerous teeth protruding from the monster's face.

His left eye was somehow empty and bleeding bright red.

The legs, which were already lame, were twisted in a strange shape and could not function properly.

In the meantime, numerous teeth resembling fish hooks dug into his neck.

Keuk, keuheop. ... .

.

Ugh, huh.

Ptoo.

Manager Lee Jaehun spat out his blood.

They locked eyes.

"Hey."

His voice was broken into a million pieces.

Hey, Jung, I Deputy."

.

Fu, ck. This, go, run away. Kids, this... .

Thud.

He hit a pipe that had fallen to the floor with his twisted leg.

The pipe was covered with bright red blood that could not be determined whether it was from a monster or a human.

Confirming this, he spoke once again, coughing up his blood and licking his lips.

Help, come."

Jung In-ho felt it intuitively.

Ah.

.

He was not asking to save him.

Instead of dying, he asks him to help someone who isn't here right now. Hes asking him to save those who fled, leaving Lee Jaehun behind.

In the end, you were never meant to survive.

manager.

Pah, hurry.

Wait, no, wait.

.

"why.

Lee Jaehun didn't speak anymore, or he couldn't.

Instead, he spat a steady stream of blood from his mouth and clutched at the strange, toothy vines digging into my throat with both hands.

And then.

Cheuk, kuk.

He pressed it hard to keep it from slipping out of his neck.

The monster squeezed Lee Jaehun's body without sparing a glance as if it was very pleasant, and of course, he couldn't breathe properly.

A grotesque, cruel sound surrounded Jung In-ho and made him stumble backward.

The flames clinging to Lee Jaehuns shirt burned the fabric and scorched his skin. The flames ignited again on the skin that had melted into a dark color, but Lee Jaehun nevertheless did not let go of the vine that gripped his neck.

Toduk, tok.

The blood that they had followed all the way to this point trickled down once again.

ah."

The arm that held the vine, the wound on that arm, was the same one Jung In-ho had seen on the weekend.

Through the burnt shirt, the long scars he had hidden were visible. There were traces of broken glass on his wrist.

The wound on his arm was unbelievably clean to be a scratch from a nail, and there were lumps of blood on his wrist.

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It was only then that Jung In-ho was able to stare into Lee Jaehun's eyes.

Clearly common dark brown eyes, but a gaze resembling gray. Achromatic, calm and composed eyes, as if they did not belong to a living person at all.

So much so that he preferred to call him an inanimate object.

Yeah, it was actually something he's known for a while.

Let's move.

What are you doing? He needs help... !

Its no use.

He didn't want to live.

no use....

Since he didn't want to live, he was still looking at Jung In-ho with those eyes despite his wounds.

Jung In-ho struggled to breathe through shallow breaths and moved his feet.

His gaze was directed not at Lee Jaehun, but at the pipe in front of him, and he leaned forwards, pressing his lips together.

The pipe that Lee Jaehun had kicked held all sorts of scratches on it, as if it had been scratched by nails or glass, and was blackened with thick blood.

Swallowing his breath at the slippery feel, Jung In-ho bit off the flesh inside his mouth once again, lifting the pipe and holding it in his hand.

Then he met Lee Jaehun's gaze,

.

he was laughing

Bastard.

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End Note:

Was so immersed in this chapter, I translated it in one sitting.

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