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🕑 Added 2025-09-13 23:36:58 +0000 UTCEP. 36. Enacting Justice (2)
Stab!... Stab!...
After stabbing Lee Changseop’s thighs dozens of times until there was hardly any uninjured flesh left, the “truth” finally came out of his mouth.
“So you admit you tried to rape Catherine and lied to the other residents, claiming you were framed?”
“Y-yeah... yes... yes...”
Drooling thick saliva from his lips, Lee Changseop admitted to the attempted rape. On his face, a mixture of despair and relief appeared, as if everything was finally over.
But unfortunately for him, there was still one more thing left.
“Well, your crime has been confirmed. Now it’s time to find out what’s going on between you and this lady.”
As I wiped a bit of Lee Changseop’s blood from my face and looked at the woman, she turned pale, as if she might faint at any moment.
Her trembling eyes darted rapidly between me and Lee Changseop, like a dog waiting for its master’s punishment after making a mess.
“Let’s see... First, let me ask you one thing, ma’am. What’s your name?”
“Yu... Yusookyung...”
“Okay. Ms. Yusookyung, just wait a little longer. I’ll finish up with him and then start with you right away.”
“Hic... hiccup!...”
Hearing that she’d soon be subjected to the same “question and answer” as Lee Changseop, Yusookyung’s eyes reddened and she started hiccuping. But at least she didn’t say anything unnecessary, apparently “educated” by Lee Changseop’s example.
Leaving the tearful Yusookyung behind, I turned back to Lee Changseop.
“So, what’s your relationship with Ms. Yusookyung? You can answer freely now. Just don’t lie.”
“We’re... lovers.”
“Lovers? Are you both single?”
“No.”
“So, an affair?”
“Yes.”
Thanks to the “education” process, Lee Changseop now revealed the “truth” I wanted without hiding anything.
After a few more detailed questions, Catherine and I learned all the sordid details of their relationship.
Lee Changseop and Yusookyung’s husbands were high school classmates, so their families often spent time together. During that time, Lee Changseop and Yusookyung fell for each other.
Even on the first day of the zombie apocalypse, they were cheating on their spouses in unit 403.
But then a question popped into my head.
‘If he had a mistress, why did he go after Catherine too?’
I frowned and asked Lee Changseop his motive for the crime, and he gave a shocking answer.
“I just don’t get it... If you were horny at night, why not go to this lady’s place? Why sneak into Catherine’s room, when you’ve got a wife and a mistress?”
“Well... I was curious what a ‘white horse,’ I mean, a Western woman would be like... And I heard Westerners are open about sex and give it up easily...”
Lee Changseop’s answer, crossing all boundaries, made everyone’s face in the room go stiff-including his mistress, Yusookyung.
The next moment.
Stunned by his outdated and offensive thinking, I was at a loss for words. Then Catherine, who had been quietly watching from behind, stepped forward.
She stomped down on Lee Changseop’s already stabbed and battered thigh with her sturdy shoe.
Crunch!
“Aaaagh!! Stop it!!”
His already mangled thigh was crushed, blood pouring out, and his scream filled the living room.
Sssshhhh...
And then, as Catherine glared at her cheating lover being “judged,” Yusookyung wet herself and fainted.
Stepping back for a moment to take in the scene, I saw chaos itself.
Blood and urine splattered across the living room floor. Two naked, bound adults. Catherine radiating a murderous aura.
It was time to wrap things up in unit 403.
“Catherine, wait a second...”
“Oh, okay.”
I grabbed Catherine’s arm, which had been alternating between stomping left and right thighs, and pulled her aside.
Then, as discussed, I asked her how she wanted to deal with Lee Changseop.
With a deep breath, she gave the answer I expected.
“Phew... I want to do it the old way. In ancient times, if you were caught stealing, they’d cut off your hand. That man tried to steal my chest, so his hand should be cut off.”
“I like that. Give me a moment to get things ready.”
“Uwaaa...”
Unlike me, who smiled at Catherine’s answer, Lee Changseop, bleeding and trembling, was horrified.
Why so surprised?
Did you think we’d just take your confession and leave?
About three minutes after Catherine decided on Lee Changseop’s punishment, his hands-bound with cable ties-were fixed to the table, and I put a frying pan on the gas stove.
Both Catherine and Lee Changseop looked at me with puzzled eyes for a moment.
Then, after hearing my explanation, their faces showed shock and despair.
“If Catherine chops off your hand with the axe, there’s no way to stop the bleeding. So I’m going to heat up this frying pan and cauterize it. I saw them do this in movies.”
“Oh... that’s a good idea.”
“Mmph! Mmph mmph!!”
Catherine admired my “sizzle” sound effect, but Lee Changseop, his eyes bulging, shook his head violently.
Worried he might try to kill himself, I’d gagged him, so only muffled sounds filled the kitchen.
As the blue flame heated the pan, the smell of hot metal filled the air.
“Catherine, everything’s ready now.”
“Okay. Could you hold him down?”
“Of course.”
As soon as I signaled that the hand-cutting ceremony could begin, Catherine grabbed the axe propped against the table.
She asked me to hold down the struggling Lee Changseop.
I nodded, knelt, and firmly pinned his arm on the table.
Just like when she chopped the safety latch off the door, Catherine raised the axe high and brought it down without hesitation.
Whoosh! Thud!! Splat!
“Urgh!”
With a heavy but sharp blow, the axe sliced through his wrist and deep into the wooden table.
A guttural groan escaped Lee Changseop.
At the same time, bright red blood spurted from the cleanly severed wrist.
Immediately, I grabbed the hot frying pan from the stove and pressed it to his wrist.
Sssssss!
The sound of meat searing and the smell of burning flesh filled the living room.
Well, it actually works? It looks rough, but the bleeding does stop.
“No pulse...”
Unfortunately, Lee Changseop died from shock (presumably) after losing his hand.
Now Catherine and I had to decide what to do with Yusookyung.
Just then, the front door opened, and Park Sanghyuk-who should have been standing guard-appeared.
“Uh... ahem... are you almost done?”
“Is there an emergency outside?”
“No, it’s not that.”
He looked at Lee Changseop’s corpse, the unconscious Yusookyung, and the blood- and urine-stained room, and asked when we’d be finished.
I asked if he was worried about other residents coming, but he said no one had come to 403.
‘Surely the screaming was loud enough for the neighbors to hear... and no one came?’
Just as Catherine described, these lower-floor survivors cared more about their own safety than anyone else’s.
I realized I didn’t need to treat them as well as Park Sanghyuk’s group.
At that moment, I had an idea for “divide and conquer.”
A little later, I told Park Sanghyuk to carry Yusookyung, then dragged Lee Changseop’s cooling corpse out of 403.
“Gasp...”
“Eek...”
Ignoring the dumbfounded faces of the two middle-aged men standing guard at the door, I shouted toward the stairs.
“Everyone out! If you don’t come out, we’re coming in!”
...
About five minutes after the horrific screams from inside had stopped, Park Sanghyuk and the others wondered what was happening in 403.
“I’ll go check inside. Everyone stay here.”
After scanning the quiet hallway, Park Sanghyuk cautiously entered 403.
What he saw was a gruesome “mess” of a scene.
It looked like something out of a “dismemberment murder” case.
And Park Sanghyuk resolved once again:
Unless it was truly a life-or-death situation, he would never cross these lunatics.
‘Crazy bastards... is this justice?’
