I went inside and closed the door. Outside, it was snowing so much that it was impossible to see an inch ahead. The door was locked tightly so that the strong wind would not open it unintentionally. I took a deep breath and looked back. A spacious marble lobby spread out into the field of vision. A large school logo engraved on the wall caught my eye.
〈Baekil University 70th Anniversary Memorial Hall〉
To get to the main gate, we had to pass through a large playground and tennis courts. I didn't have the confidence to cross the wide playground through the snow. This was the place I entered as a temporary measure after urgently looking around.
The 70th Anniversary Memorial Hall was a place rarely visited by students. Except for on-campus events such as freshman orientation, graduation ceremonies, and job fairs, he rarely came. The lobby was still empty. There was no one at the front desk either. Only the chandelier hanging from the high ceiling glowed palely.
"Shh."
The old man quietly put a finger to his lips. The sparse snowflakes that landed on his hair caught the light of the chandelier and shone like stars. He closed his mouth and quietly looked around the lobby.
"no one is here. for now."
"yes… … . Cole.”
My body, which had been frozen while walking outside in the snow, slowly began to melt. The tension was relieved and the forgotten pain returned. My whole body shuddered and it looked like my fever was rising again.
"Follow."
I sniffed a little and followed him. When I entered the hallway next to the lobby, the office came out. The senior stopped in front of the door and listened to the movement inside.
"do you have? in… … .”
He asked cautiously with his mouth. He shrugged his shoulders after a moment of silence.
"I don't know. I guess you have to go in to find out.”
It was natural. You can't tell exactly who's in the office just by looking from the outside. But somehow it was unexpected. It felt strange for a senior to say that he didn't know. He acted like he knew everything, both in the dorm and in the central library.
We stood alert and opened the door. Fluorescent light poured in through the crack in the open door. There was no sign of anything inside. The old man took the lead and opened the door a little wider. He stayed close to the door so that he could respond to the enemy's surprise attack at any time.
There was still only silence. The old man turned to me and nodded his head slightly. It was then that I let out the breath I had been holding back. The cold went away just by entering the room. At least, it was much better than the cold lobby with all sides open. We looked around the office slowly.
No one was there. The living, the dead, the dead and the resurrected. It was fortunate. If he encountered an infected person with his eyes covered and his legs limp, he would have suffered terrible things.
Everyone left their seats in a hurry while they were working, so everything was the same as the working hours. Papers on the desk, paper cups with traces of dried coffee. A small light bulb gleamed from the small Christmas tree on the wall cabinet.
Even in some places the computer was still on. It was like a public external network PC. The school logo appeared on the dark monitor. It played a screensaver video that would have been repeated for several dozen hours.
“Where have you all gone?”
“I would have run away. either dead or alive.”
I glanced at the screen that was turned on and tapped the mouse. It wakes up from sleep mode and brings up the Windows password input window. I pulled out a chair and sat down in front of the computer. When I bent my leg, a dull pain came up in my thigh. I could barely stand the sound of pain.
As soon as it comes to mind, I put in a password. When I heard the sound of tapping on the keyboard, the senior turned around.
"what are you doing?"
“I was wondering if I could get some information.”
“You know the internet doesn’t work.”
“Anyway, just in case… … .”
q1w2e3r4, no. 1q2w3e4r too… … . no So next is z1x2c3v4? click. As soon as I entered the password and pressed the enter key, the desktop screen appeared. The old man stared at me. It was as if you were asking how you solved it. quickly explained.
“The public office computer password is obvious.”
Inwardly, I sighed over the lax security of our school. In fact, when I was in the military, that was the password for the unit's computer. Korea is an IT powerhouse in its own way, but is it really okay as it is?
An X appeared in the lower right corner of the monitor indicating that there was no internet connection. I knew it would be like this. Still, it was a bit disappointing. I was hoping for a wired internet connection.
The desktop was lined with business document files. The program that was turned on was no different. Word processors, spreadsheets… … . What is this. Lowest price comparison? Looks like someone did some internet shopping. The messenger window flickered below. It was a sign that there were unread messages. once I opened it.
