A middle-aged man with a bloodied face and one eye closed panted as he approached a building that stood out from the other areas teeming with psychotic purgers. He miraculously escaped more than five purgers running after him, and they instantly stopped running after him after he went inside the front door of the building.
The five purgers obviously saw him walking inside the building, but strangely, they didn't want to follow him.
Even if there is a chance that the building is another territory of a purger, the middle-aged man went inside and just sat at the entrance, as he only wanted to hide and not explore the strange building.
"Mister, are you a returnee too?"
The middle-aged man flinched and prepared his legs to dash away, but a girl in her teens raised her arms while approaching him.
"Mister, I am not a purger. Are you hiding from the purger too?"
