By Zephyria 
Ha-jin straightened his aching back halfway and craned his neck, taking in the parked cars and the zombies’ positions at a glance. After a quick scan, Ha-jin dropped back to the ground.
As a result of his reconnaissance, two white cars were parked between the Public Service Center building and the main building, at the end of the parking lot on the left. All he had to do was get close and pull on the driver’s side door.
“Two over there.”
Eden nodded at his whisper.
Ha-jin, who had been crawling forward without hesitation, stopped dead in his tracks. He saw a leg with flesh melting off, black as tar, passing under the car across from them. They were separated by only one car.
Ha-jin’s tightly closed jaw trembled. Sweat dripped from his forehead, splattering the asphalt parking lot. Tok, tok…. Afraid that even the smallest sound might leak out, he frantically rubbed his face against his shoulder.
Ha-jin’s desperate movements stopped when he felt a ticklish sensation on his ankle. Startled, he looked back to see Eden signaling him to follow.
Eden quickly shoved the axe he was holding under the car. Then, as if lying down on a bed, he flattened his back against the ground and crawled under the black car parked right next to it.
Meanwhile, the corpse, which had been prowling around like a hungry beast in search of prey, changed direction. It was heading toward Ha-jin.
Growing desperate, Ha-jin followed Eden, lying on his back on the ground. His desperate appearance was reminiscent of a fish thrown onto the surface of the water. He didn’t even have time to feel humiliated as he crawled, pushing himself along with his shoulders.
Thump, thump, thump.
His heart pounded like a drum, and his tongue felt parched. Trying to move while lying flat on his back took twice the effort. Moreover, because of the cramped space, he had to half-drape his body over Eden’s.
“Krrr….”
The zombie, sensing a slight noise, stopped in its tracks and made a throat-clearing sound.
Ha-jin’s body was completely hidden under the car. He felt like the zombie would drop to the ground and snatch his face at any moment, so his nerves were on edge. All his senses were focused on that damn rotten pair of Converse shoes.
“Kak! Ka-kak—!!!”
The zombie roared, seemingly in a fit of pique. It was clear that it could hear a sound somewhere, but it couldn’t find any living prey, so it was furious.
Thud, thud, thud, thud.
This time, the rotten legs kicked at the ground, circling in place. Ha-jin suppressed the goosebumps rising on his skin at the unexpected and bizarre movement.
‘Shit! This is just great…!’
As curses welled up in his throat, his breathing became ragged.
“Hoo, hoo….”
The ground was already hot, and the tension made him feel like water was pouring out of every pore in his body. A trickle of salty sweat slid over Ha-jin’s eyelashes. His eyelids were itchy, and his heart was pounding like a balloon about to burst.
The zombie didn’t seem to have any intention of leaving, continuing to move its legs while making a phlegmy sound. Growing anxious, Ha-jin compulsively rubbed his itchy eyes.
How long had he been doing that? Suddenly, a strong force grabbed Ha-jin’s wrist. Tears streaming down his face, he turned to see Eden forcibly pulling his wrist down. It was a signal to stop rubbing.
‘Stay focused.’
Eden conveyed the message silently once again. He frowned at Ha-jin’s bloodshot eyes.
Embarrassed, Ha-jin turned his tearful eyes back to the undercarriage of the car. The tangled parts and engine transmission were covered in dirt and dust.
As he quietly tried to hold his breath, he finally became aware of Eden’s solid body pressed against his. From shoulder to pelvis, thigh to calf, the two bodies were intertwined like tight-fitting puzzle pieces without a single gap.
Eden’s subtle gaze landed on Ha-jin’s constantly wriggling face. After silently enduring the squirming for a while, he raised a finger and began to write on the dusty undercarriage.
‘Stop rubbing.’
Ha-jin stared blankly at Eden’s message written right above him with his bloodshot eyes. What was he supposed to stop rubbing? He wasn’t rubbing his eyes anymore.
Confused, Ha-jin belatedly recognized the drawing next to the letters. Something long and branch-like was grotesquely protruding. The moment he narrowed his eyes to interpret the meaning, Ha-jin immediately understood.
It was a drawing of a man’s genitals, plain as day.
“…….”
If he could have made a sound, the first words out of his mouth would have been something like, ‘You crazy bastard!’ Now that he looked, something particularly protruding was revealing its eerie presence under his kneecap.
From the moment he realized that his right leg was resting on Jeong Tae-geon’s cock placed on his left thigh, his thought circuits completely shut down like a robot with a dead battery.
There wasn’t enough room to move his leg, and the persistent zombie outside the car was still circling around, threatening their lives.
Trapped, Ha-jin could neither move nor stay still, and a wicked laugh flowed into his ear. How could he be laughing in this situation? Ha-jin could feel Jeong Tae-geon’s sturdy cock, which was displaying its majesty under his kneecap, growing in size.
‘This crazy… son of a….’
Jeong Tae-geon was definitely a psycho. Ha-jin couldn’t understand how he could be faithfully aroused while his comrade was pressed against him to survive in this urgent situation where their lives were on the line.
It was unacceptable by any normal person’s standards. Ha-jin bit his lip in dismay. How did he end up seeing this crazy bastard’s penis with his own eyes…? The moment Ha-jin recalled Eden’s thick branch he had seen in the motel bathroom, he felt like he was going crazy as he imagined the specific shape of the erect cock.
After some deliberation, Ha-jin raised his index finger and began to write on the dust.
‘Did you do that on purpose’
He was about to finish writing, ‘I didn’t,’ when— Thump! The car body vibrated and shook violently.
“Ghk.”
Ha-jin, who almost screamed, bit down hard on his lower lip, which he had been gnawing on. He bit down so hard that his lip burst open, and a bitter taste of blood lingered on the tip of his tongue. The car shook so violently that it was a wonder the alarm didn’t go off. It was a powerful vibration.
…Wait, the alarm?
A brilliant idea flashed through Ha-jin’s mind. As if they had the same thought, Eden and Ha-jin’s eyes met at the same time.
Ha-jin hurriedly took out the phone he had put in his pocket and opened the notepad.
If Lee Chang-yeol’s car isn’t in this parking lot, how about setting off the alarm on just one car before moving to the back?
Ha-jin was thinking of forcibly setting off the alarm to prevent theft by targeting one car.
If the zombies are drawn to one side, it will be easier to find the car.
His thumb moved busily, tapping the screen. Ha-jin tried to calm his pounding heart as he held the notepad up to Eden’s face.
Eden, who quickly interpreted the Korean full of typos, took the phone completely and wrote his own opinion below it.
Same thought. Dangerous to set off the alarm directly. Move to the corner and use tools.
While Eden was adding his opinion, the zombie that had been circling right next to them finally started walking in another direction. Ha-jin, relieved, took the phone and scanned the notepad.
Unlike Ha-jin, whose writing was full of spelling and spacing errors, Eden’s writing had no typos or unnecessary words. Ha-jin couldn’t help but be surprised that he could use such concise and neat sentences as if he had run them through a spell checker, even in this urgent situation.
Are Korean-Americans usually better at languages…? No, was he Korean-American? Did he just immigrate? Is that the same thing? Ha-jin suddenly realized that he knew nothing about Eden except for his job.
“Let’s go.”
As soon as the zombie disappeared completely, Eden, who had been waiting, slowly moved his body. He went out first, then looked around and reached out to Ha-jin. Ha-jin, who had poked his face out from under the car, grabbed his hand without hesitation.
Only after getting up did his gaze turn to the penis that was heavily present on Eden’s thigh. He still had the dizzying sensation that his hot penis was under his kneecap.
Shuddering, Ha-jin quickly let go of the hand he was holding. Eden’s fingers, each joint elegantly stretched out, fell away a little slowly. Ha-jin tried to avert his gaze from that damn hand that aroused admiration in his heart.
Having gotten the hang of moving, the two approached the targeted car faster than before, avoiding the zombies’ eyes.
Ha-jin stopped behind the two white cars and took a breath.
‘Please, let it be the right one this time.’
He carefully pulled on the driver’s side doorknob, but unlike his expectations, both cars didn’t budge. He had to carefully put down the doorknob he had been holding, lest the alarm go off.
Ha-jin shook his head at Eden, confirming that it wasn’t Lee Chang-yeol’s car. The two immediately ran to the parking lot behind the main building.
Hiding in a corner, Eden and Ha-jin scanned the ground together, searching for a heavy stone. After searching desperately for a second Pi-yaki, they barely managed to find a broken brown brick the size of a fist.
As if it were natural, Ha-jin handed over the brick, and Eden took it without hesitation and got up from his seat.
“I’ll throw it.”
The brown brick flew powerfully toward the white car parked at the very end in front of the Traffic Investigation Unit building.