The survivors shed tears and began to calm themselves down.

I led the survivors to Konkuk University Hospital just in case an unexpected zombie wave came.

The man in his fifties held his son in his arms and wiped the tears from his eyes. The son, in his twenties, patted his father on the back and smiled awkwardly, as though embarrassed by the whole situation. I didn't want to interrupt their father-and-son moment, but I knew better than to forget why I was here.

I wrote a short sentence in my notepad and showed it to the man in his fifties.

- Is there a Kim Ga-Bin here?

“Ga-Bin? Oh, Ga-Bin should be…”

The man in his fifties looked around and then called out one of the survivors.

“Hey Ga-Bin! Can you come here for a second?”

As the man in his fifties called for Ga-Bin, a woman who seemed to be in her thirties stood up, wiping away her tears. I looked at the woman and tilted my head.

‘Kim Ga-Bin was a woman?'

I’d assumed that she was a man, given the way Kim Beom-Jin had been talking about her. I walked toward her and showed her my notepad.

- Is your name Kim Ga-Bin?

"Yes… That’s me."

Kim Ga-Bin answered while she wiped her tears with her hand. I tried to lay the situation out for her as calmly as possible, so she would not be overwhelmed.

- I just need to check a couple of things with you, so I’d appreciate it if you could...