episode_0171

Even if something is hard to believe, if it happens right before your eyes, you have no choice but to believe it.

That’s how it is.

I died and came back to life.

The time is just before I die.

So, back to when I just started hearing noises outside the door.

Thump thump thump thump!

All other thoughts stopped.

There was only one sentence engraved on my instinct.

‘I have to survive.’

First of all, you must not go outside.

You shouldn’t even go near it.

I was just looking out through a small hole, and there he gouged out my eyeball.

The image of the eyeball popping out between my palms is still vivid.

But I can’t just sit still.

At the last moment, the bastard broke down the door and came in.

A situation where you can’t do this or that.

We have to deal with it somehow.

I don’t have the courage to look outside.

“What should I do? What should I do!”

He screamed and grabbed his head.

I was in a state of complete panic.

The door was shaking so violently that it looked like it might break at any moment.

Yeah. Window.

Let’s take a peek through the window.

A seat far from the window.

I pulled over a chair in front of the computer and stood on it.

Is this okay? My body is still fine.

Then I took out my smartphone, turned on the camera, and increased the magnification to enlarge the screen.

“It is visible.”

I can see the bastard, even if it’s just a little bit.

The black figure in human form is extremely thin and tall.

The creature was shaking the door with its grotesquely long arms outstretched.

thud!

thud!

thud!

It looks more like a tentacle than an arm.

“What the heck… … .”

Rather than knowing how to cope, scary thoughts just keep coming to my mind.

“What are you talking about!”

Meanwhile, the door continues to break. It is now swinging precariously on its hinges.

If you get close to the door, you will be impaled by it and die.

If you stay still, the bastard will break down the door and come in and kill you.

No matter what, you’re going to die anyway.

“… … .”

Cold sweat is running down my face.

How on earth did this happen?

I want to live. I want to live so badly. But I just can’t see a way to do it.

The door is about to break down.

I ran into the bathroom, locked the door, and crouched in a corner of the dark bathroom.

“Don’t come. Please don’t come… … .”

Kwajik-

The front door collapsed.

Thud. Thud.

The guy is walking around the house.

If I continue to hide like this, won’t I be able to survive?

Ugh.

The bathroom door was broken.

I immediately covered my mouth and shut my eyes tightly, but I couldn’t stop the moans from escaping.

“Ah. Ahhh. Huhhhh.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Why on earth are you doing this… … !”

Time passed as if it were an eternity.

Still, I am alive.

There’s probably a guy alive in front of the bathroom door.

Fuzz.

A scream reflexively bursts out at the sound heard nearby.

“Ah …

However, I still do not feel any pain in my body.

Maybe this time too, the pain will only come after seeing the wounds belatedly.

It was as if the pain in my eyes only came after I looked in the mirror.

My heart is pounding wildly.

A strange impulse to die knowing what it is, even if it means dying.

I slowly opened my eyes.

It wasn’t my body that was shattered.

Right next to me, crouching on the bathroom floor, was a pile of black debris.

The smartphone that I had left in my pocket was completely broken into pieces.

“Ah… … .”

That doesn’t mean my body was fine.

“Ahhh… … .”

The trousers that had pockets were completely torn and had no shape left.

The flesh on my thighs is flying off in chunks.

The moment I saw it with my own eyes, a sudden surge of pain came up, as if electricity was running through me.

I held my eyes tightly shut and endured the pain, sobbing.

Rustle.

I opened my eyes reflexively.

It is visible.

The black figure stands in the living room with its back turned.

slowly.

The guy turns his head.

Our eyes met.

Black face.

Inside there are also two empty holes.

Soon I couldn’t see ahead.

I raise my hand and feel where my eyes were, and I feel a few wet, crushed lumps.

I couldn’t even make a sound because of the fear.

In just an instant, both of my eyeballs were crushed.

“Ahahaha… … .”

You can’t see it, but you can feel it.

There’s a hole in my head right now.

“Ahahahaha… … .”

I fell on the bathroom floor laughing.

The laughter doesn’t stop.

Chul-chul.

Chul-chul.

He laughed, waving his limbs over the warm, sticky liquid.

The body tremors and seizures do not stop.

“Haha… … .”

I have no memory of what happened next.

“Ha… … .”

It sinks endlessly.

In a suffocating feeling.

“Oh my!”

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes again.

It seems like this curse won’t be releasing me easily.

I’m trapped in the house, hearing constant knocking on the door.

“Wow.”

I feel nauseous.

I ran to the bathroom and threw up.

Huh. Gasp.

I looked in the mirror, breathing heavily.

Obviously, the body is still the same.

But, the shadow of death has already loomed beneath my eyes.

Perhaps even if I die, I will continue to come back to life.

The body will eventually return to its original state, but the shock to the mind will not be restored.

The face in the mirror is distorted.

The eyeballs pop out and crush, leaving only empty sockets.

Crash. My head shattered like a watermelon.

When I look down, there is blood on the floor. The flesh on her thighs has all been blown away, exposing the bones.

“Wooow!”

Even though there was nothing left to throw up, I fell over the toilet.

I looked in the mirror again. My body was fine. It was all an illusion.

But if you die even once more, you may cross a river from which there is no return.

composure.

Let’s calm down.

Swaaaah-

I closed the bathroom door and turned on the shower water.

The thumping sound coming from outside is masked.

I adjusted the temperature to warm and doused my body with water.

My clothes were soaking wet, but I didn’t care at all.

Long-standing habits have proven effective in times like these.

Whenever I got stuck on a story while drawing a webtoon, I did this.

When you warm up your body from head to toe, only then do your thoughts start to roll.

Let’s slowly review what has happened so far.

For convenience, the first time you die is called the 1st time.

Let’s call the next time you die the second time.

The first thing I was hit with in the first round was one eye.

I looked outside through a small hole in the door, and felt something strange in my vision. When I checked, I found that the ‘eye’ on that side was completely shattered.

And then the door broke down right before my eyes. I lost my life right away.

next.

What was the first thing that happened to you in the second round?

I need to think about it a little.

I looked outside the window, but nothing happened right away. Then I got scared and went into the bathroom.

Soon the front door and bathroom door broke in succession.

and.

“My smartphone is broken.”

The smartphone in my pocket was the first to break.

In the process, a chunk of flesh on the thighs was also cut off.

Why is that?

Let’s rewind the time a little bit.

When I looked out the window, the guy was quite far away.

So I stood up on a chair, took out my smartphone, and used the zoom function on the camera.

“Then. What is the difference from the first time?”

The difference from the first time is about ‘how I saw’ him.

In the first round, I looked through a hole in the door and saw it with my ‘naked eyes’.

In the second round, I saw the scene through the window, once again through a ‘smartphone’.

The first thing that was shattered was the same for each.

The first time, I put one eye against the door and looked at the guy. Then, that eye was completely gouged out.

The second time, I saw him through my smartphone. And then, for the first time, my smartphone was completely shattered.

The key is to ‘see’ the guy.

Kwajik-

A loud noise reverberates throughout the house, so loud that it cannot be covered by the sound of the shower.

This is the third time I’ve heard it.

But this time, I know the general strategy.

I turned off the water in the shower.

I roughly placed a towel over my body and listened to the sounds outside.

Thud, thud.

The guy is walking around the house.

The footsteps are getting louder and soon they will be at the bathroom door.

During that time, I drew the layout of the room in my head as best as I could.

Open the door and go out. Two steps from there.

Turn right, pass the living room, about five steps.

It’s a little difficult to guess where the front door is. You’ll have to feel around to find it.

And I closed my eyes tightly.

I can’t see anything.

The bathroom door slammed open with a slam, and I quickly started walking away.

Never open your eyes.

You must never look at him.

Bam.

I bumped into something.

A solid yet soft, cold sensation is felt on the body, distinctly different from the walls or objects in the house.

That’s him.

“Sigh.”

A low laughter echoes in my head.

Never, ever open your eyes.

“Dabin! Im Dabin!”

I hear a voice that seems somehow familiar.

It’s a voice that I miss, but can’t quite remember.

“Open your eyes! Open your eyes!”

“… … Sister Se-rim?”

Even though I said it with my own mouth, I can’t remember it properly.

Sister Se-rim? Who was that?

And I’m a woman. Why do you call me ‘noona’ and not ‘sister’?

But despite such doubts, the feeling of missing you fills my heart uncontrollably.

“Yeah. Open your eyes quickly! Then you can survive!”

This was before I could even consciously control it.

I opened my eyes without realizing it, and then immediately shut them tightly again.

Crunch-

I ended up cutting off one of my eyes.

“Ugh.”

It was a trap.

All I could see for a moment was the outline of a black figure leaning towards me.

Five steps from the living room.

How many steps did you take this time?

I don’t remember, but I kept walking quickly.

thud!

Suddenly, I bumped into something and stubbed my toe hard.

I bit my lips hard and endured the pain.

If you tripped on something just now, it would be the broken front door.

After examining the shape of the front door with the tip of my toes, I carefully placed my foot on it.

Thud!

Thud!

The sound of someone stepping on the iron plate resonates loudly.

Just a little bit. Just a little bit further and there’s a hallway.

“Dabin, no! ”

The voice of ‘Serim Noona’ starts calling me longingly from behind me.

This time I didn’t open my eyes.

Let’s walk forward quickly, the cool breeze touching our skin.

I left the house and went out into the hallway.

Now turn left and keep running.

As far away from home as possible.

When I think I’m far enough away, I plan to open my eyes briefly in front of the apartment entrance.

The sound of hurried footsteps resonates through the hallway-style apartment.

No footsteps are heard following.

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes slightly.

A glass front door is visible.

“Okay. You can go now. It’s done… … .”

The moment I was about to open the front door of my apartment while muttering.

A black shape appeared before my eyes.