SOG (English)

#15

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He reflexively turned to Kim Geun-Won. And he witnessed a strange sight.

Before he knew it, Kim Geun-Won, who laid flat on the floor, and the youngest of the 5th Team, were beckoning like crazy with wide eyes. They pointed to the narrow alley in front of the wagon. From Jae-Chan's side, it was an alley bent vertically and couldn't be seen.

Crazy. Sun Jae-Chan, who immediately noticed what their weird actions meant, ran to the back of the car.

He grabbed the opened trunk door. He squeezed himself into the exposed scruffy space as silently as possible. He went in, and the car's weak body frame that was pressed by his weight, squeaked lightly. Even though it was a small creaking sound, it felt like a thunderstruck, perhaps because of his anxious feelings.

-Step, step- As soon as the trunk was closed back again to the original angle, the sound of footsteps clearly drew closer in the darkness. Jae-Chan pulled his knee and held his breath, hiding in the corner of the bustling trunk.

<< Damn it…>>

Meanwhile, Kim Geun-Won, who was watching the whole situation from beginning to end, was swearing inside. <<Damn it. Damn it all...!>> His heart was still beating wildly.

He didn't know how surprised he was to find a strange person in the narrow alley on the other side. The man walking while looking at his cell phone was clearly visible from afar, illuminated by the light of the LCD screen, and his giggling lips were clearly visible from a distance.

<<It won't be a bad person. It won't be. It really won't. Please.>>

It shouldn't have been. Because of him, Sun Jae-Chan jumped in there. One sure thing was that the situation was not good. Making the youngest lie more prone to the ground in hiding, Kim Geun-Won nervously stretched out his eyes nervously from behind a pile of boxes that covered them.

<<Damn it. Right, why the hell did he run out?>>

Kim Geun-Won did not even dream that he would feel like he would lose weight because of worrying about Sun Jae-Chan.

Kim Geun-Won, who was still holding on to his painful stomach and staring at the man without blinking, soon let out a sigh.

<<It can't.>>

The man who looked like a shabby beggar and was carrying a reddish toolbox… He was also holding a gun.

If he left the car, the legs that were about to run out would suddenly lose strength.

In a hopeless situation, Kim Geun-Won only ripped off the band-aid that was slipping due to his nervousness. Alas. At that moment, the youngest let out a sound mixed with weeping. She covered her mouth with her pot lid-like hand, but she was already breaking in a cold sweat. The man was heading toward the trunk where Sun Jae-Chan had hidden. It seemed like he was trying to load the toolbox.

No. It won't be. Even if he's holding a gun doesn't mean that he's a bad person.

However, Kim Geun-Won kept thinking of the white hand that had been knocking on the windshield in the rear seat without force, helplessly. Now the man was almost in the trunk. The youngest's moist tears flowed down Kim Geun-Won's hand, covering her mouth.

Both their heads were bleached white (*it means they were overly stressed).

The man seemed to have noticed something strange. He paused and stepped back, staring creepily at the trunk door.

He put down the toolbox. His gloved hands gripped the gun. -Ugh...!- The youngest's clogged cries eventually burst out from within Geun-Won's hands. Kim Geun-Won shook his chin and covered the youngest's eyes with his other hand. The eyes, felt under the sticky palm in cold sweat, were already tightly closed.