POV : Kang-Dae
Now, with the passage of time, I've asked myself a question.
– Why is his watch only working now?
He got up quickly and took everything he owned, basically himself, his eyes meticulously examining each arrow that appeared on the map.
– it starts here
he murmured, with a limping, slow expression and gait.
– we're right next door.
Crack!
A sharp cracking sound echoed above my head.
I vaguely raised my eyes.
A branch had just snapped under its own weight, held together by a few fibers that still creaked in the wind. The forest was silent. Only a light breeze stirred the leaves, giving this expanse of greenery a semblance of life.
I would have preferred to find a bed.
A real bed. With a mattress, a pillow and, above all, four walls capable of hiding the rest of the world from me.
Instead, I was dragging my feet in a forest whose name I didn't even know, with one watch on my wrist and another that I slightly regret having kept.
My legs hurt, my throat is dry, and I have this unpleasant feeling that my body kept moving forward only because no one had given it permission to stop.
Have I finally become a PNG?
I didn't care at all about the castle.
There's also the reward.
A small house, a hot meal and a few days without having to run for my life would have been more than enough to make me happy.
I would even have agreed to go back to work at Sevent.
Well… maybe not. We shouldn't exaggerate either.
I stopped near a tree to catch my breath. The watch was still indicating the direction of the refueling point. It wasn't far now.
So much the better.
I had no desire to spend the night outside.
As for Kim Young…
I preferred not to think about it.
There was something truly detestable about that girl.
A spoiled, rotten teenager, that's what she reminded me of.
She always wants something, information, advantages, but never gives anything without having calculated what she could get out of it.
She even left without me, and that's what she calls a team.
I wasn't naive enough to expect loyalty from a stranger. But her little game had definitely convinced me to keep my distance.
She could do whatever she wanted, I will never be her bodyguard again.
CRACK!
Only to know
I just raised my head like that.
Then I collided with a mass…
Left to right.
Left to right.
He froze to the spot.
The body swayed gently beneath a thick branch. His shoes almost touched the ground, while his arms hung loosely at his sides, nearly touching me. The wind made his silhouette sway with a regularity.
– Oh no!, yuck.
I recognized that face.
He was the last candidate I saw leave. The one who picked up his bag, checked his watch and went in a completely different direction from the others.
He was there.
Hanging from a tree directly opposite the supply point.
Kang covered his mouth, his eyes bulging, he was unable to look away.
Left to right.
Her body swayed like a disjointed doll.
His face had lost all expression. Pale skin, rolled-back eyes, a slightly open mouth…and a lolling tongue with a long stream of saliva
He no longer really resembled the man I had glimpsed a few hours earlier.
A strange noise came from his throat.
– Ah…
My hand moved up on its own to my neck. I rubbed my skin, then swallowed hard.
Many thoughts were running through my mind at once.
– yuuuukkgh !
He suddenly doubled over and fell to his knees.
My stomach contracted so violently that I felt as if my insides were being ripped out. I vomited at the foot of the tree, unable to hold anything back. Another wave of nausea shook me almost immediately. I leaned on my knees, my eyes brimming with tears, while my stomach continued to twist.
– yuukkkrggggg
He spat to the side, his hands sinking into the wet sand, his face had lost all its color, it was almost grey to the point of dying, but he managed to cling to a root so as not to collapse.
His forehead was beaded with sweat, his eyes were trembling, and he managed to pull back the first knee.
Bip bip
The watch started flashing.
REFRESHMENT POINT: NEARBY.
A nervous laugh escaped, immediately stifled by a new wave of nausea.
My heart was pounding wildly.