DOKJA. K ~ HEARTLESS

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After the dokkaebi vanished people began to try to find a way out of the subway, some sat in their seats waiting for something to happen, and the rest tried calling the police, and Sangah was a part of the bunch. Sangah bit her nail nervously while her phone rang, waiting for the police to pick up.

"The police… The police aren't picking up what do we do?" She asked me shakily.

"Sangah, calm down." I glance at [Name] before looking back at Sangah, putting my hands on her shoulders.

"Sangah, you’ve played the game the development team is currently working on, right? You know the one where only a handful of people survive the apocalypse."

"Huh? What's that got to do with anything?" Sangah asked.

"Think of it this way. We're part of a game now…"

"A game…?" She looked at the blue screen next to her.

"You know it's simple, really. Almost every game has rules. All of us just have to follow them." I hear [Name] say, it's like she can read my mind.

"Rules? What are you–?" Directing her attention to [Name].

"We just have to figure out what those rules are." I cut her off.

| A DOKKAEBI WITH ANTENNAE. A LITTER OF DEAD BODIES IN THE SUBWAY CABIN. TREMBLING OFFICE WORKERS COVERED IN BLOOD. AN OLD LADY PRAYING FERVENTLY IN HER SEAT. |

Those lines from TWSA popped into my head at that moment as I looked around seeing those exact same things happening in front of me. I couldn’t believe it was really happening. I couldn’t deny it anymore, but to admit it now.

"Someone, please open the door!" Someone yelled, banging against the subway door.

"Try breaking it with a hammer!" Another yelled.

I don't know why, but it's clear that…

…TWSA which I've been reading for the past ten years…

…Was coming to life right before my eyes.

'Think… what do I need to do… to survive?'

A few minutes passed, and someone spoke up.

"Okay, everyone! Calm down. Take a deep breath, and stop what you're doing." The man said, giving everyone a moment to calm down before continuing, "Have you all calmed down? May I have your attention for a moment? As you all know, in a national emergency such as this one, even a small commotion can lead to heavy casualties. So, from now on, I will take charge of this situation."

"What? Who the hell are you?"

"A national emergency? What are you talking about?!"

"I'm…" The man pulled out his wallet, showing his ID.

"... An army Lieutenant currently serving in unit 6502."

MURMUR

MURMUR

"A Lieutenant?"

"He's from the military."

"I just received a message from my unit." He said, showing the message.

"Oh my god."

"A n-national emergency?"

"Hey, army man! What in the world is going on?"

"I'm trying my best to contact the army base but…"

"What about the Blue house?! Contact the president right this minute!"