리틀팍스

 It was late night. The narrow alleyway was deserted. The car roads were deserted. Everyone in that village was asleep. All of them, except one.

 A person whom was estimated to be older than thirty tiptoed along the narrowest alleyway in the town. The brick walls seemed as if they were quivering with cold. There was heavy silence, and nothing dare broke it.

 A sudden bright light lit up the creepy alleyway, revealing the person's face. She was an woman, her face slightly worn off.

 Before the person could do anything, something zoomed toward her, extremely fast. Before she could even flinch, the alleyway exploded. Chunks of bricks flew everywhere.

 "0.21 milligram of Mineral D was found at near the Mapo-gu Office. The news of this new discovers frightened the people at Mapo. Medical team shows serious worries that ward Officers might congest...."

 Flick.

 My father suddenly clicked of the TV news. I was not surprised. He had always had bad attitude to Mineral D, after what happened to my mother. It was all the same, what happened to the people who had ever been in the Exo-mineral research team-congested into inhumans or announced dead, even without their bodies.

 Sometimes I'd seen what happened to the people who were polluted by the mineral. It could only be described by one word-madness. The pollutees(that's what people called whom who was 'polluted)lost themselves-not knowing who they are, not knowing why they existed. And one more thing, the pollutees become incredibly powerful, also not allowing the others to get near themsleves.

 Of course my father had it in for that mineral, which had started to spread all over the country the day after one of my family members died, 'from an accident'.

 My father always flicked of the television and muttered something, something I couldn't understand, under his breath angrily when Mineral D was came up in the news. That day he did the same. I could hear him muttering to himself, although I couldn't understand what it meant.

 But not exactly the same.

 He did a thing that he never did before. He finished his note, which he was scribbling furiously in the A4, and stormed in his room.

 That was my chance. I couldn't bare it. My father seemed to ceal his mind more and more when he saw or heard about Mineral D. I wanted to know more.

 As I pressed the 'On/Off' button on the remote control, the TV screen went on, revealing something which I dreaded.

-to be continued-