Episode 3

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Third Person POV

Min Seungkwan sat there, thinking about his new situation. He had to survive or else what he did was all for nothing. Seungkwan's head perked up when he heard footsteps coming down the steps. He purposely sat there to watch the stairs.

Could the scavenger food people come back already?

He thought, standing up quickly. His pale eyes watching the stairs. The people finally reached the last step. His eyes widened slightly.

Huh?

The group came down the stair. But they were injured and limping. Seungkwan wasn't the only person to notice the new appearance.

"It's the Cheoldu Group! Someone's hurt!"

"Someone give us a hand!"

People from the minor group came to help. Pulling the arms of the injured around their shoulders for support. Probably taking them back to the tent.

Seungkwan's eyes then trailed to a man. Walking behind the injured major group. He was carrying a woman on his back and two filled bags in his hands. Seungkwan looked at the bags then to the woman.

She...

Seungkwan remembered that the woman was one of the people that went to scavenge for food. The people from the minor group usually don't come back, that's the reason Seungkwan doesn't go himself.

She looks hurt... That man.

Seungkwan studied the man. He has a pale face. His hair is thin and black, his eyes are black as well. He looked rather plain. Though he definitely looked strong if Seungkwan had to judge.

A woman's voice called out. Her voice sounded out of the crowd.

"Dokja?"

That was the man's name, considering he looked up when called. He was setting the woman on his back down. The same voice sounded again, louder this time.

"My god... Dokja! Dokja Kim!"

Three of people ran to him, pushing through the crowd. Two adults one child. The woman looked pretty. She had brown hair just past her shoulders, her bangs cover her eyebrows. She has dark brown eyes.

The man was big, muscular. Though he still looked friendly. He has black hair cut short in a sporty hairstyle, with black eyes. The kid had light brown hair and a dark brown eyes. His hair was a bit messy, cheeks a little pink.

They ran to the man named Dokja Kim. They boy reaching him first, sprinting to hug him tightly.

"Dokja! You're okay! Oh thank god! Thank god your okay!"

They woman exclaimed reaching him, the man right behind her. He spoke as well.

"Dokja! I'm so sorry about what happened. I left you behind."

He said putting his hand to his chest. Dokja looked back to him, he pulled out something from his bag. A chocolate bar, handing it to the kid. He spoke while doing this.

"It's okay. You had no choice."

They obviously knew each other, continuing to speak but Seungkwan no longer listened. His eyed the bags in the man's hands. He wondered if he was okay in letting Seungkwan take something. He shook the idea away as soon as it came to his mind. He knew that nothing was free. He probably wanted pay. Maybe money? Or service?

While Seungkwan pondered his options a group of people approached the four.

"Everyone get out of the way!"

Someone said from the group. They were apart of the major group. Each of them holding weapons, like poles or bats. They circled the guy Dokja and his three acquaintances. A man with a suit and glasses pointed.

"Y-you...! Get him out of here! He's the worst of the worst! Downright evil, in fact! He shouldn't be here!"

He said angrily gritting his teeth. Another man walks forward. He had light brown hair and black eyes. Wearing a black turtleneck and white pants. It was Inho Cheon, the guy in charge of everything. Inho placed his hand on the angry man's shoulder speaking up.

"Haha. Come on, Han. You should play nice. We're all survivors, after all."

The screaming angry man must be Han, I wonder how he knows that Dokja guy.

Seungkwan questioned looking at them. He crept a little closer, some of the minor group have crowded around as well. Watching the dispute with wide worried eyes. Seungkwan had to get to the front of the crowd so that he could see. That wasn't a problem though, easily maneuvering through the crowd.

Making it to the front and getting a better look of the confrontation. While he was doing that Ihno had spoken a few things.

"Pleased to meet you. You must be the new guy. Mind telling me your name? I'm Inho Cheon."

Ihno put his hand out for Dokja and smile on his lips. Dokja returned the gesture. Shaking Inho's hand.

"Dokja Kim."

Dokja replied. Ihno took his hand away. Dokja looked at him, grip tightening on the pole he held.

"The others who came with you told me... That you fought the monsters and saved my men"

Dokja paused, surprised by the words. He must've not expected them. But then Ihno smiled and spoke up.

"Everyone, gather around! This brave new member here has gathered food for us."

Ihno smiled at Dokja raising his arms in welcome. The people around spoke in surprise. Eyeing the bags Dokja had

"Welcome to Geumho station, Dokja Kim."

Dokja smiled back, clenching his fists.