Chapter 500

Episode 500

Park Da-young was dumbfounded.

“...Ha....”

There was no way I couldn’t help but laugh.

“This is how it gets ruined.”

After so long, it felt a little funny that the water was up to my thighs. Even though I was sitting down because I couldn’t put any strength to my legs, I thought the water was filling up too quickly.

I felt like I was going to lose my mind if I didn’t say anything.

“I might develop claustrophobia that I didn’t have before.”

Let alone a box that fills with water even though there are no gaps or hoses. Being trapped in a square box barely big enough for a person to stand in and being watched by eyeless mermaids was definitely not a pleasant experience.

Park Da-young muttered nervously, sitting in the water where blood was gently spreading.

“Has Park Da-hoon come to his senses?...”

Telepathy still didn’t work.

I looked down anxiously, but it was difficult to see because of the crowded mermaids. It seemed like it was because the water was strangely fluorescent. Thanks to this, I couldn’t see any of the survivors outside at all.

‘I even saw Song In-myeong open a door and go in.’

The first door I opened seemed shaky and I thought I couldn’t get in, but I saw that I was able to get in easily from the second room. Looking at that, it seemed like a condition was probably needed to open the door.

Currently, the most persuasive hypothesis is that the corresponding door can be opened only when the condition of visiting a specific theme zone is met. There was so little information that it was impossible to know the exact rules.

“Oh really...!”

Dayoung Park grinned at the mermaids beyond the glass box.

“Get out of the way, sisters. I can’t see my younger brother. “You don’t even have to tell me where he is and what he’s doing, so why are you blocking my view like this?”

The mermaids were busy giggling, covering their mouths, with Park Da-young in the middle, perhaps because they understood what she was saying or because they simply found the nuance interesting.

It wasn’t a sneer, but rather an action that seemed to be like looking at the youngest with a much older age gap, and it sent goosebumps down my spine.

“Oh, please don’t do this to me... If you’re a monster, act like a monster...”

In a strange way, the feeling of communicating with a monster took a mental toll on Park Da-young. There was no problem when I was with the Pompitz monster, so what difference does it make?

Of course, it wasn’t an important issue at the moment.

“Well, really... I’m upset.”

I thought I could hear the voices of the survivors mixed with a very weak humming sound, but I couldn’t make out anything at all. I can’t see and I can’t hear anything. I just completely lost motivation.

The hand that was holding on to the glass wall came down and fell to the bottom of the water.

“...I miss you uncle....”

The water had already reached my waist.

It was faster than expected, but it was at this point that Dayoung Park noticed.

‘Oh fuck, I’m going to search.’

I’m trapped in this damn box filled with water, surrounded by monsters, and searching without a single colleague or friend to protect me. The horrible and gut-wrenching end was already visible to my eyes.

“What the heck, really. “You stupid bastards...” Even

Park Da-young herself didn’t know who she was swearing at.

I think it was roughly Song In-myeong. Or this shitty world. A mentally weak younger brother or something. The old man who died first, or the survivors outside who had no intention of coming to save them...

“....”

I thought about it because it was just a time to search.

“...I should have apologized.”

When I acted like I was going to die anyway, when I couldn’t overcome my fatigue and couldn’t pay attention to the kindergarten students. When you feel irritated because everything feels bothersome and cumbersome.

Minhong didn’t know it, but the sound of Seoah crying and breathing came to mind. Even though the child didn’t have a screw loose like Minhong, and it must have been very scary and difficult, he couldn’t even cry once.

In a situation created by Park Da-young, not anyone else.

“I’m crazy.”

Why couldn’t I do better?

“I was crazy...”

Why didn’t they pay more attention?

He should have handled Song In-myeong skillfully. If Park Da-hoon was mentally weak, he had to be taken care of. If the kindergarten students were anxious, they should have taken that into consideration as well when deciding what to do next.

Dayoung Park was relieved to learn that she would probably be the first to die.

“I...”

I won’t come back to life remembering the bad things I did.

At least there will be no remorse. I felt relieved and thought that I would not become worse.

“....”

Snap.

I touched the surface of the water that had reached my solar plexus with my hand.

“...I think this is my first time drowning.”

...What would it be like to die surrounded by water?

I would probably learn about the existence of organs I didn’t know existed. Things like the lungs, which I knew existed but never felt existed, or the ear holes, or the bronchi that connect the nose and mouth. If even the smallest pores of your body were filled with water, you would struggle a few times and then lose consciousness.

Then you start a new life without knowing anything.

“I think that’s fortunate.”

“I wonder if I search further and find something great. Wouldn’t it be better to go back to the entrance and jump out anyway? “Do you know anything about how to escape the aquarium?”

“I know there’s an exit beyond the souvenir shop.”

“But I heard that the man went in there and died in an instant. It seems like it’s too dangerous to leave, and if possible, running towards the entrance won’t work... Oh, that’s right. “A monster was chasing me.”

Song In-myeong sighed deeply.

A large slime monster that almost ate Park Da-hoon. That guy was probably still looking for us. If you were unlucky, you might have already come close.

“I’m not in a bad condition to deal with, but I don’t really feel like fighting a monster. If possible, it might be better to run away to the souvenir shop....”

“I will follow writer Song In-myeong’s judgment.”

“...Oh really?”

“yes.”

“....”

Song In-myeong, who was staring at Jeong Eun-woo as if assessing something, asked.

“...What did you say?”

“I told them to help the students.”

“and?”

“You asked me to make it easier for you when it gets to the point of no return.”

“After that... did I tell you to follow my orders?”

“you’re right.”

“This guy really makes me crazy.”

Song In-myeong’s face was strangely distorted. The corners of the mouth went up, the eyebrows were frowned, and the eyes were narrowed.

It might make you laugh, but it might make you angry too.

Well, that’s fine.

“....”

Song In-myeong pursed his lips as he looked at the glass box in the tank with blood smeared on it.

“...Really fucking....”

“Writer?”

“Fuck you didn’t even care about me. right?”

Jaeheon Lee was considerate of the students and appointed Eunwoo Jeong.

If the situation was favorable to the students, they would follow their orders, and if the students were unable to recover, they would be killed. Other people wouldn’t believe that was consideration, but Song In-myeong knew. He understood Jaeheon Lee.

This was an order given because he knew that killing them would make them more comfortable. In comparison, Song In-myeong just left it to the students to take care of things after they died.

“This is a bit disappointing.”

I’m not your chick, right?

“....”

“....”

“...Writer Song In-myeong did a lot of things to Manager Lee Jae-heon for you to feel sad about....”

“I didn’t see it that way, but it’s secretly hurting me, isn’t it?”

“I asked because I didn’t understand why you were feeling disappointed because of your confidence. “Would that have been rude?”

“I can’t tell if he’s asking this because he’s having a mental breakdown or if his personality is like this.”

“I don’t know either.”

“Oh really?”

Song In-myeong sighed deeply.

“Anyway... if that’s the case, there’s nothing I can’t do to save those idiots.”

It’s something I really don’t like, but if Lee Jae-heon had hoped and wished that much before he died, there was nothing that couldn’t grant his wish.

This was because Song In-myeong thought that he and Lee Jae-heon were quite close.

That was when Song In-myeong clicked his tongue and looked back at Park Da-hoon.

“Hey you....”

“....”

“...what.”

Park Da-hoon was looking up at the large fish tank as if he were possessed.

“....”

It was the same face as before, when he was sitting on the floor, but Song In-myeong could sense a more qualitative difference.

In a split second, Song In-myeong read many emotions from that face. Pain joy. Loneliness pleasure. Happy or unhappy. agony and pleasure. In addition to this and that... it is a sight that naturally raises questions in the viewer.

Let’s follow Park Da-hoon’s gaze without realizing it.

“....”

“....”

Something between the mermaids.

A young, familiar-looking monster was looking at us.

“...Uh....”

It was beautiful.

(Continued in the next part)