The Hunter’s Gonna Lay Low

There’s no way Lee Sa-young is here.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

I know.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

But I couldn’t stop my feet, which were running on their own. Uijae, almost as if possessed, chased after the presence of Lee Sa-young. It was deep within, past many long corridors and several flights of stairs. There were no people in sight, probably because of the gathering happening somewhere else.

Finally, he reached a hallway filled with iron bars, eerily similar to the one he had seen at Prometheus’ base.

“……”

Uijae took slow, careful steps. The prison here didn’t hold experiment subjects but rather mutated humans. Some had fully turned into monsters, while others had only part of their bodies mutated. Most of them seemed to have lost their sanity, staring vacantly at the ceiling.

‘They must have drugged them…’

He felt uneasy. Uijae closed his eyes and tried to follow the energy. The source of the energy came from beyond a thick, sealed door. If he broke it down, it would be too obvious. As he began to feel around the door for any hidden mechanisms, a small, cautious voice spoke up.

“…Who are you?”

Uijae turned his head. A boy with pale, almost white skin was gripping the bars. Judging by his right leg, which had transformed into something resembling that of a carnivorous animal, it seemed he had already gone through some degree of mutation. The boy glared at Uijae through the bars.

‘…Should I say something?’

The experiment subjects behind the white cloths hadn’t spoken, so Uijae didn’t answer, continuing what he was doing. The boy spoke with suspicion in his voice.

“You’re not a guard. Guards don’t come this far.”

“……”

“You’re not small like them either.”