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Seeing Kwang-soo's unusual expression, Anna tilted her head and asked with concern, "Brother, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
Kwang-soo shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I'm a bit worried."
"Worried about what?" Anna inquired.
"Director mentioned that they might develop some mental issues due to physical problems, and I'm afraid..." Kwang-soo hesitated.
"Brother Kwangsoo, you're much stronger than they are, so there won't be any problems. Plus, isn't there a Caregiver with us?" Anna said, glancing at the two caregivers behind them.
"That's true." Kwang-soo smiled shyly.
Of course, during the work process, nothing happened as Kwang-soo had feared. Although most people felt slightly depressed, seeing Lee Kwang-soo, who often appeared on television shows, still brought smiles to their faces as they gladly accepted Kwang-soo's apples.
The pace of work noticeably quickened.
Although Anna had said that earlier to reassure him, she was also a bit nervous inside. Now that everything was going smoothly, she felt much more relaxed.
Finally, they reached the last floor, and only five or six apples remained quietly lying there.
"We're almost done," Anna counted the apples.
Kwang-soo knocked on the door, but this time there was no response like before. He looked back at the Caregiver in confusion.
"Is there no one inside?" Kwang-soo asked.
"There is someone, but she can't speak. Since arriving here, the director has tried to communicate with her using writing or sign language, but she hasn't responded at all. So, you can just go ahead and open the door," the Caregiver said.
Kwang-soo nodded and opened the door. The scene before him startled him, and Anna, who followed him inside, was even more shocked.
Anna remembered the severely burned face, sparse hair, and mutilated limbs. The dirty bandages on her hands had been removed, revealing healed wounds, but they were completely bare without fingers. Although she was dressed in clean clothes, she still looked utterly tragic, her eyes vacant and devoid of any light.
"Y-You... hello..." Kwang-soo forced a smile as he slowly approached the woman sitting on the bed with an apple in hand. "I am Lee Kwang-soo from Running Man."
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of awareness suddenly flashed in the woman's eyes. She slowly lifted her head and first saw Lee Kwang-soo. However, when her flesh-adhered eyes caught sight of Anna, her expression turned to sheer terror.
"Ah...! Ah...!" The woman's deformed leg kicked against the bed repeatedly as she flailed her arm with missing fingers and mutilated hands. Her mouth opened wide, but her severed tongue could only produce eerie and terrifying cries.
Seeing this situation, Kwang-soo was taken aback and quickly pulled Anna, who was frozen in place, out of the room. The Caregiver hadn't expected this either and rushed inside to calm the woman's emotions before closing the door.
"Wow... how could this happen..." Kwang-soo exclaimed as he looked at Anna's dazed expression and pale face. "Are you okay?"
Anna instinctively shook her head.
"It seems like she is really afraid of me... Why is that? Is it because she doesn't like Running Man? Or does she not like me?" Kwang-soo muttered in confusion to himself.
Anna turned around, staring blankly at the closed door. At that moment, the woman's heart-wrenching screams echoed in the corridor, and it felt as if this place had instantly transformed into a hell on earth.
"She is not afraid of Brother Kwangsoo; what she fears is me..." Anna murmured in confusion.
"What?" Kwang-soo didn't catch what she was saying, but seeing Anna with a terrified expression made him a bit worried. He said, "Are you okay? Why are you still so timid? You look so scared." Kwang-soo held Anna's shoulders and shook her gently, trying to bring her back to her senses.
However, at that moment, all Anna could hear, aside from the heart-wrenching distorted cries of 'Yi Yi Ya Ya,' was a terrifying yet questioning thought swirling endlessly in her mind—what that woman feared was me...
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