The voice carried the heavy scent of panting breath, Haaa… Haaa… Standing near that corpse, Haaa… holding that note in my hand, Haaa… eyes fixed on the window near the table, I stand like a puppet of silence. In my mind, there is a heavy silence for a while... . .. . .... The note slipped from my hand and fell to the floor. Now, in the stillness, a voice emerges and is clearly heard: with time and moments, with circumstances and time, time is flowing away like water. Right before your eyes, morning turned into afternoon. Haaa… I bowed my head, held it with both my hands, and closed my eyes for a moment. Haaa… I took steps, Thap, thap, thap—I sit on the bed, and while rubbing my face with both hands, only one phrase was repeatedly coming out: "This is not true." These words were echoing in the silence of the room. I suddenly spread both my arms and lay down on the bed; perhaps at that moment, time had stopped standing still.
Thak-thak, thak. Eyes opened; I had fallen asleep. Thak, thak. I quickly dragged that person lying on the floor and hid them under the bed. I pressed my ear against the wall and tried to listen; it feels like someone is at the outer gate. With trembling hands, I turned the lock of the room's gate, Thak—the lock opened.
Charrr.... There is a sense of exhaustion in the body. With trembling feet, I was descending the stairs in fear, Thap... thap... thap... thap. Haaa… I stood in front of the outer gate for a while, thinking in the silence of my mind—who could be behind the gate? Thak-thak-thak... Ghaat—a gulp of spit slides down my throat. I slowly open the gate, Charrr..... "Wind Night Wonder, you?"