110 – EP.5 Confinement-4

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If there is someone next to you, you will lose sleep.

I slept lightly, perhaps because my head was complicated in an absurd situation, or because there was a living stove next to me that distributed warm body heat.

It was dark outside to see if the flexible work system, which had been introduced with war labels and all, had been applied to the year.

He squinted his eyes, frowning at the gradual tightening of the headache.

The problem was that I slept on my side, and my left side was stuffy.

After turning around, I looked at the ceiling of the room, which slowly caught my eye.

“Good morning?”

Perhaps he had been awake since earlier, Mr. Garam greeted me in a relatively clear voice.

Oh, it wasn’t a dream.

The cold temperature of the shackles rose along her ankles with her voice.

“You’re awake.”

At the sound of my cracked voice, Mr. Garam clung to my body and rubbed his face.

Everywhere her snort touched gave goose bumps.

“Garam, take that medicine.”

“Any medicine?”

“Yes, there must be a small section of medicine in the study. Please bring me some of that.”

Mr. Garam, who had been marking the territory on my body for a while, ran out quickly, and soon brought a bottle of medicine and water that I had divided into daily units.

I put the medicine on my palm and counted it.

One two three… six. I like it, nothing is missing, different shapes, different colors.

I confided in my mouth, drank some water, closed my eyes, and pushed the pill down my throat.

I could feel the life-prolonging objects running down my throat.

“…….”

As I was drinking the remaining water, I felt Garam’s gaze staring at me.

If it was like before, I would say something, but I can’t think of anything because I’m exhausted.

“Do I have to take this medicine regularly?”

“Yes. Once every three months.”

“Is it possible to pick up the proxy?”

It seemed like he knew what he was asking.

“It’s possible.”

For a moment, I thought about telling a lie, but I said yes because it wasn’t that she wouldn’t investigate, and there was no need to tell a lie that would soon be discovered.

“I’m glad. Alright then, shall we get up?”

She unlocked the chain and wrapped her hand around the end.

It was like a dog owner with a dog.

“Are you awake?”

“You decided to do a simple bare-body workout.”

She rather asks me back with an expression asking what to ask for something obvious.

While living in the original dimension, I even heard the term pure love in confinement.

But why do I have to experience this new coined word called confinement PT…

Mr. Garam, standing at the doorway, slowly pulled the chain, and my body was dragged toward the living room regardless of my will.

Oh, really… It’s a damn rich year.

***

Incarceration. It’s a very scary word, but personally, it’s more annoying than scary.

Mr. Garam, who ordered me to exercise in the morning, prepared breakfast while I was washing up.

I thought I was going to do some damn shackles when I went to the bathroom, but I guess I underestimated her.

I didn’t know you could make a hook that could be hung in the bathroom.

No, how could the center go bankrupt when there is such skill and readiness?

I’m crying for nothing.

He said that washing is also important, and thanks to the reverse position of the shackles, I was able to wash both ankles very cleanly.

Oh, Mr. Garam is very kind. pestilence.

She is at work at the center.

With no watchers, I had to break that damn chain or find some way to contact the outside world.

In the former, the chain was so strong that it could not be broken without tools, and in the latter, everything that could be communicated with was destroyed.

Yesterday’s drilling and hammering seemed to include smashing all the electronic devices in the house besides putting hooks on the wall.

Anyway, after breakfast of celery and chicken breast, I was chained to the living room and lying on the sofa, meaninglessly counting the patterns on the ceiling.

I can’t use my phone or computer, so it’s very boring.

It’s not that I can’t access it at all like the previous dimension, but I think the sense of loss is greater because I can’t use it.

“How are you talking?”

Now with the words attached to my mouth, I think of a way to escape this life.

Ironically, it is the hardest to escape now without a watcher.

Conversely, when there is a watcher, will there be a chance to escape?

There is. When going to another room, you will inevitably have to break the chain on the wall.

At that time, I am not tied down anywhere, so I just need to subdue Mr. Garam and go outside.

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Defeat Mr. Garam… To be honest, I don’t have the confidence to win in a head-to-head match.

If so, you’ll have to push her over and run away, but the chain is long, so there’s a chance you’ll get caught.

Perhaps…

Could I strangle her with a chain long enough?

When moving, she stands in front of me, so I can go behind her and strangle her with a chain.

Even if there is a difference in strength, she won’t be able to do much if you strangle her from behind.

But, am I ready to kill people?

It is different from Namgung Soyeon.

It is not indirectly involved in death, but directly to silence the life that was created with these hands.

“……”

Even in the midst of this, I feel frustrated with myself for hesitating.

***

After 11 p.m., Mr. Garam returned home.

I had warmed up and ate the lunch and dinner she had prepared for me.

Mr. Garam checked to see if he had exercised in the afternoon.

Since I was exercising because I didn’t want to go against her heart, Mr. Garam smiled with satisfaction.

She insisted on sleeping, saying that you lose weight by going to bed early.

We went into the bathroom together, brushing our teeth, and the reflection of her and my face in the mirror was like heaven and hell.

“Now, let’s go to bed.”

Mr. Garam removed the chain from the wall and started walking towards the bedroom.

The opportunity has finally arrived.

As I had been running the simulation all afternoon, I held close to her with the chain quietly dragging on the floor.

He holds the chain in both hands and places it over the back of her head.

Now all you have to do is lower the chain in front of her neck and pull it back.

yes you can do that

But the hand doesn’t move.

what are you hesitating just pull it down so you live

Even when I try to pull myself up, my arms don’t move as if someone other than me is controlling me.

“…….”

This made me realize that I was not prepared to kill people.

Even in this situation.

Carefully putting the chain down again, I follow her to the bedroom.

Mr. Garam put the chain back on the bedroom wall and looked back at me.

She opens her arms and comes into my arms.

While I was surprised by the sudden skinship, I also thought about not expecting anything common sense from her.

She buried her face in my chest and looked up at me.

“Good idea. That doesn’t work.”

A cold sweat ran down his spine.