episode_0203

“Hee… Hee hee. Hehehe… .”

The figure of Jeolbi, who was lying on the floor with a heartless laugh, was full of gaps.

It seemed like he could be killed with just one stab of a knife.

The reality is completely different.

Fortunately, Darae has personally experienced that this is absolutely not the case.

‘It’s impossible to kill.’

The first plan to handle it myself was a failure, as expected.

then… .

If so, it is plan 2.

“Can I go to the bathroom…?”

“Uh…? Oh, come back…”

When I asked carefully, the response was more relaxed than expected.

He waves his hand and gestures to go.

“…Thank you.”

“If you go out, you’ll die.”

With his hazy eyes, he spat out those words so clearly that a shiver ran down my spine.

You must be drunk, right?

I looked closely at his eyes, but the dreamy look was still there.

‘are you okay.’

The moment you try to avoid every crisis, you will be unable to do anything.

You should be prepared to take minimal risks.

Darae pretended as if nothing had happened and walked with normal steps.

Step by step-

Step by step-

The sound of footsteps echoes loudly in the marble-floored hallway.

‘You’re just going to the bathroom, right? Don’t be nervous. ‘Ordinarily.’

I walked towards the bathroom, repeating this over and over again.

However, both eyes looked in all directions.

There are two goals.

Location and escape route of survivors.

‘For now, leave the car where it is.’

I quickly looked at the floor around the gas filler, but there was nothing wrong there either.

Before departure, Darae performed a simple operation on the gas tank.

If someone opens the gas filler, the powder inside will fly around.

The fact that the ship did not react meant that at least the fuel tank had not been touched.

Then the car rolls.

The escape route is minimally prepared.

The problem was rescue.

Without slowing down, I just walked to the bathroom and entered the toilet stall.

Pull down your pants and take off your panties.

Stick your index finger in,

I took out a folding knife wrapped in a condom from my pussy.

“Ha… .”

The condom was caked with virgin blood and water-soluble gel that had not yet been wiped off.

Hold the end with your index finger and thumb and apply strength to your lower abdomen.

Squeak-

I knew it.

Just as Darae expected, even small sounds resonate loudly.

‘There’s nothing wrong with being careful… .’

It was not the time to worry about personal shame or regret.

The same goes for regrets about virgins.

Rather than that, one more small piece of information.

For example…. Yes, the trash can.

If survivors used the bathroom, there would be toilet paper in the trash can.

As I finished cleaning up, I checked the trash can, but unfortunately, I couldn’t find any recently used tissues.

‘It’s not the first floor….’

Well, if it was on the first floor, it would have been normal for the survivors’ screams to have been heard due to the terrible noises echoing from the next room.

It seemed like a little more time was needed for the search.

That more time is needed.

That means…

It means that Hye-kyung needs to eat more.

I had to be prepared.

***

[Ahh…! Ugh!!!]

It felt like the sound of Hye-kyung’s seizure right before she died still lingered in my ears.

I’d rather kill you during the day…

Don’t stop the bleeding….

Hye-kyung died with her leg eaten.

No matter how many drugs were administered and the bleeding was stopped, it was impossible for him to survive if his legs were eaten alive.

It twisted its whole body like a live octopus and then died.

dead.

dead.

“Ah… he’s dead.”

Even if an ant baby dies, wouldn’t it feel sadder than that?

Jeolbi thoughtlessly threw Hye-gyeong’s body, which had one arm and one leg remaining, out of the window.

What the hell-

The dizzying sound of something squishy colliding with a hard object and breaking.

I don’t want to imagine it, but the image comes to mind clearly.

“…there are still some left.”

“Dead… doesn’t taste… right…?”

After answering in a dreamy tone, Jeolbi lay down on the bed.

There was no reaction after that, as if he had fallen asleep.

That was 2 hours ago.

“…Hey.”

“Hey?”

Good times are fleeting, while terrible times last for eternity.

Only 2 hours.

I waited to make sure that Jeolbi was asleep.

It only took two hours for the darkness to surround her, but Darae was in pain as if she had stayed up all night.

If you close your eyes, you can hear Hye-kyung’s screams.

When I open my eyes, I see a pale skin color.

Is that all?

Even as I struggled with the guilt of having to tolerate Hye-kyung’s death, I suddenly felt a sense of relief.

First of all, I lived.

It didn’t work for me.

The moment I confirmed my shabby sense of relief, it turned into another feeling of disgust and guilt.

I felt like I was going crazy.

No, I was going crazy.

Tearing out her head, Darae could clearly feel that she was going crazy.

‘…come to your senses.’

I slapped him on the cheek to wake him up.

I wasn’t worried that Jeolbi would wake up to that sound.

If you wake up to this level of noise, the operation has already failed.

There was no reason to hesitate.

“…It’s okay.”

There was no reaction from Jeolbi.

sleeping

Darae was convinced of that, and immediately filled the syringe with endorphins.

‘let’s do it. no? ‘I have to do it.’

Thinking rationally, it would have been wiser to wait for Hanseong rather than attempt a rescue now.

Even though she knew that fact, Darae held the syringe in her hand.

I didn’t want to see anyone get eaten anymore.

Pooh wow!

Push it into Jeolbi’s nostrils and squeeze it out.

“Uh…uhh….uhh…”

Jeolbi, who seemed to wake up for a moment, collapsed again with blurry eyes,

Darae took action.

Take off your shoes, take out a folding knife,

Keep your feet straight and walk backwards towards the door as slowly as possible.

One step.

Another step.

‘Don’t wake up…!’

‘please… !’

Sigh-!

Darae’s body became stiff at the slightest noise, but she escaped the room safely.

‘under….’

I sighed in relief and walked towards the stairs.

The first floor has been confirmed.

It seemed likely that the survivors would be on the 2nd to 4th floors.

The second floor was empty.

3rd floor too.

‘Could it be somewhere higher…? No, probably not.’

An anxious thought crossed my mind.

As soon as you go beyond the 4th floor, the tower has only stairs leading up to the 76th floor, where the observatory is located.

Wouldn’t the beast wake up while going up and down those high stairs?

‘Probably not. It shouldn’t be…!’

Feeling anxious, Darae ran straight to the fourth floor.

And the moment you step on it.

“Phew….”

I realized that the place where the survivors were trapped was on the 4th floor.

A pungent smell of urine.

The smell of poop.

All kinds of human dirty smells were faint but distinct.

‘…Is it locked?’

It’s a situation where it’s quicker to check than to worry.

I walked towards the place with the strongest smell and gently opened the door.

Let’s open the door,

“Hee…hee!”

With a faint scream,

Cry-

The sound of incontinence rang out faintly.

To them, pretending to be popular is a sign that another colleague is being eaten.

[Which one should I eat? Let’s guess! Ding dong ding dong!!!]

Jeolbi always comes up playfully, grabs one person by the collar, and disappears.

That was their daily routine for a week.

I hope it doesn’t become me.

It was a daily life where I struggled because I didn’t want to die even though I wasn’t alive.

But this time was different.

“It’s me… me! Actinidia!”

When I heard a familiar voice and looked at the door, I saw a familiar face.

Actinidia.

their leader.

I had been spitting out a lot of resentment, but the moment I saw his face, all the resentment seemed to melt away.

“Gu…are you here to save me? really…? It’s not a dream, right? Really?”

“Shhh…!!! Lower your voice… !”

There are three survivors.

They were all women.

She was dressed in a pure white dress that looked like a cowboy suit, and a rope leash was tied around her neck.

“Luckily it’s a rope.”

Contrary to my urgent feelings, the strong rope was not easily cut.

“What.. is the monster? What is the monster?!”

“I fell asleep. So be quiet…!”

Tuk…!

When one rope was cut, the woman whose leash was cut immediately tried to run away, contrary to Darae’s expectations.

It’s a waste of time to stand up, get on all fours.

“All together…! We have to go together.”

“…I’m sorry!”

The woman was unable to think rationally due to the fear she had been experiencing.

‘And what if the monster wakes up?’

‘What if I get caught again…?’

She was panicked and tried to run away, but Darae grabbed the back of her head.

“Open your mouth.”

“Ugh…!”

It seemed like he would have acted the same way even if he had been caught.

I have no confidence in staying sane.

‘I was only there for half a day… but my sisters…’

Considering the long period of pain, it was great that he bit his tongue and did not die.

“It’s okay… It’s okay, we can all get out alive, so calm down.”

The woman began to calm down little by little due to the oxytocin hormone mixed in her saliva.

Little by little, my eyes are returning.

“Are you feeling better now?”

“That…that….”

“It’s okay, I’ll just screw up.”

Darae stopped talking and approached the next person.

There was no time to exchange apologies.

I had to move my hands a little faster at that time.

“Open your mouth.”

“…Yes.”

This time, I didn’t forget the previous lesson and administered a sedative and cut the rope.

So the other two.

After cutting the leashes of a total of three people.

“…Let’s go.”

Armed with spleen, he sets out for his final escape… .

A familiar voice came from down the stairs.

“Where are you going?”

“Where are you going!!!!!!”

It was that guy.

***

“Where are you going~~~!!!!!!!”

“Our meatballs, that’s how we wanted to play hide and seek~?!”

Compared to the harsh voice, there was no sound of running.

Instead, I walk slowly, holding on to the railing of the stairs.

bang..!

Taang…!

Every time I touched the iron pillar, a clear resonant sound rang out.

The sound slowly, little by little, approached the fourth floor.

‘It’s not okay. You can’t even walk properly…? All you have to do is get to the car…!’

How to escape to the first floor to avoid Jeolbi coming up the stairs.

How to escape… .

“Ah…!!! ”

In a miraculous way, Darae ran towards the window.

“Follow me quickly!!!”

The location of the ramp is the window next to the stairs.

The distance to Jeolbi actually got closer, but instead of panicking, I calmly opened the window and lowered the rope of the rope.

“Fa…fast!! Quickly!!!”

“Wrap it around your body quickly!!!”

Darae wrapped the three women’s bodies with rope as if wrapping them,

Pushed to the window.

Cheeek-!

The three went down safely with the sound of the rope being stretched.

Now it was time for the sty to come down.

“Da…Da Rae!! Come quickly!!!”

“…Yes!!!”

4 stories high.

I drew a picture of myself going down the rope of the rope, like in the movies, but my feet didn’t actually fall.

“Run…you have to run!”

“Run….”

He took off his clothes, wrapped them around his hands, and hung them on a rope.

‘can do.’

‘can do…!’

“Where are you going!!!”

“Home!!!!!”

I took a step when I heard the voice of Jeolbi, who had reached a short distance away.

The hand holding the rope felt like it was burning.

If you let go, you die.

Don’t let go even if you die…!

That’s what I was thinking in my head, but my body’s instincts had already given up.

“Ah…?”

Hands hover in the air.

Both arms.

Legs too.

“Da…DaRae!!!!”

The split second of falling towards the ground, 4 seconds.

Many things passed by like a flash of light.

[Do you know that, sister?]

[what?]

[I heard that if you commit suicide by jumping, your senses are most sensitive right before you die?]

From my younger brother’s gossip about how everything in the world was fun and fascinating,

[wait a munite….]

Even Hanseong’s wide arms, who comforted my pain as if it were his own.

‘It was really warm…’

‘It was good….’

puck-

I felt a shock to my lower back, but it didn’t hurt as much as I thought.

‘You idiot. It doesn’t hurt at all…!!!’

Could what Ilho said be true?

It’s like that too.

As I was cursing at my younger brother and trying to accept death, I heard a familiar voice.

Low and rugged.

Yet somehow warm.

“It’s not too late.”

It was Hanseong’s voice.