Death carries a sinister aura

#01. Death is always unfair.

<<Life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, That's all.>>

Life isn't fair. It's just more fair than death. - William Goldman -

Yes, I've endured each day in an unfair life where the strong endlessly ignore and trample on the weak.

But even more than such a arduous life, death is endlessly unfair. Ultimately, even death, which we believed to be fair, was always ruled by the strong.

Now I am an unjust judge who presides over the death of the strong and the weak, and I throw many innocent people into the abyss of suffering.

And that too in just one night.

Knock knock -

In the quiet atmosphere, the sound of keyboard keystrokes is the only echo heard here and there.

Even the occasional small talk was merely part of the work, and we were not even allowed to have small conversations.

After all, we are ruled by a powerful entity called the company.

윤지성

"Miss, the manager called me for a moment."

김여주

“The manager is me…?”

Although I had tried to keep my voice as quiet as possible, it was not difficult for the people around me to hear it, and their attention was focused on me.

윤지성

"He's probably in that office over there. The atmosphere doesn't look good, so be careful."

김여주

"thank you."

After receiving a sudden call from the manager through Manager Yoon, I threw down the handful of documents I was holding in my hand and quietly walked into the office.

김여주

“Uh… Manager, you were looking for me.”

부장님

"Oh, you're here, Miss. I'm busy right now, so I'll keep it short."

부장님

"I'm sorry, Miss Yeoju, but you're fired."

김여주

"…yes?"

Entering the office with a trembling heart, the words I heard, clutching my nerves, were utterly devastating. "Fired!"

김여주

“What happened, please explain….”

부장님

"Why are you talking so much when you're already done? Just unpack and go on your own. I'm busy, so don't call me."

As I watched the manager slam the office door shut and leave nervously, a thousand thoughts came to mind and tormented me.

김여주

“My grades were good this month and I worked hard, so what was the problem…?”

I didn't have time to grieve the intense grief of being fired. I just slowly revisited the reasons for my unfair dismissal.

김여주

"doesn't exist…."

After racking my brain for a while, the answer I finally came up with was "none." How could it be so unfair? Without even being able to come up with a proper reason, I left the office clutching my chest in frustration.

As I packed my things, looking even more haggard than before, I received only sympathetic looks. I chuckled softly, finding my appearance amusing.

김여주

"…."

I was about to open the door and leave, holding onto the company supplies in both hands without saying a word.

윤지성

“…It must be heavy, Lady. I’ll carry it for you.”

Mr. Yoon, who noticed me looking tired, helped me carry my luggage, but I didn't even have the strength to speak, so I shook my head, shook his hand, and went outside.

There wasn't really a reason. It was simply that looking into those pitying eyes made me feel infinitely weak. Nothing more, nothing less.

I've often seen scenes in movies and dramas where people are so heartbroken over being laid off that they can barely control their bodies. But now that I think about it, those scenes were truly pathetic and weak.

At least that's how it was for me. The more I cried out in sorrow, the more the powerful would laugh heartily. I couldn't even discuss my true feelings. It was a truly despicable reality.

“This station is….”

As I was lost in thought, the station I had to get off at was approaching, so I got up lightly and got off carefully.

The eerie atmosphere of the alley was so gloomy that it was impossible to describe it in words, and I walked down the street without showing it.

Step by step -

At that moment, I heard it. It was following me, its footsteps matching my own, trying to keep its sound as quiet as possible. I sensed a suspicious air and walked even faster. Well, it wasn't so much avoiding it as running into it, which I didn't think would be a good thing.

Step by step -

But the more I listened to the footsteps that came closer, the more I realized that this wasn't an ordinary stalker or a strange man.

This wasn't someone who'd done this before. He was skilled and careful, as if he were an expert in this field. At least that's how it felt to me, so I pulled out my phone.

At that moment, I dodged slightly to the side to avoid the suspicious person who was trying to get closer to me.

Whee -

In an instant, a sharp sound ripped through the space where I was, and I realized that something was unusual and quickly came to a conclusion.

That person must be trying to kill me.