The Hunter’s Gonna Lay Low
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Sa-young knelt on one knee and gently laid Gaeul down flat. Then, after a glance around, he began walking, careful to avoid the collapsed bodies. The hem of his black coat fluttered. Each step left a distinct print behind. The world that had welcomed the apocalypse was utterly still. When he came to a stop, the flapping edge of his coat returned to its place.

“……”

Had Cha Uijae stayed in a place like this too? A space so silent not even a whisper of wind, nor the chirp of insects, nor the cry of birds could be heard. A space where the only sound was one’s own breath.

It must’ve been hard for him. He likes people.

The world, blanketed in white ash, resembled a boundless snowfield. Sa-young walked wherever his feet led him. There was nothing left to do here. He had somewhere to return to, someone waiting for him, someone who would come to get him. But he didn’t hurry.

With his hands tucked into his coat pockets, Sa-young stared out at the white horizon.

He wanted to understand Cha Uijae a little more.

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