I stopped the car on one side for a while, after Simon felt something strange in his body, and every time that happens we temporarily stop on the side of the road, and then we tie his feet and hands, so he can't hurt anyone. Sporadically, we put him inside the trunk until he loses consciousness and returns to normal. That was not easy, especially for him because every time he woke up he realized that he had scratches or wounds on different parts of his body and that was caused by his symptoms. His mind goes blank whenever his zombie-mind exists, and he doesn't know what he's doing, so we have to tie him up and keep him away from us so that no one gets hurt, and we have no regrets in the end. We also prepared weapons that we can use in case he acts daringly and attacks us. However, we didn't abandon him or leave him there alone, and we still treated him like a normal person even though every so often we were afraid of him and had doubts. Until one day, he accidentally choked Rita by the

Laughed at, ridiculed and scorned. I see different facial expressions around me. They considered me little more than a monster and stripped me of my upper clothes while my hands were hanging and tied. While my mouth was covered with a black cloth and my feet were also tied. I was standing in front of the crowd where they were watching me, and they were staring at me in fear. After a while, I heard familiar voices where they brought Rita in front of me and then pushed her closer to me. Her hands were tied and there were tears in her eyes, while her clothes were torn. With the force of her pushing her, she sat down on the ground and cried while repeatedly saying the words of begging. I suddenly felt a pain from my chest, and it was as if a long and sharp arrow was being repeatedly buried in my heart. I frowned and felt mixed emotions as I watched her how she look now in front of me. Furthermore, I don't want to think about the things that might have happened to her while I wasn't by her

I was currently driving the car while Simon was sitting next to me as he silently looked out the adjacent window. We barely spoke to each other for three hours and just staring at the road. I wasn't even asked what happened or where Rita and Juliet were. He was just speechless and looking outside while I was constantly looking at everything we passed, and I was hoping that I would see them there, but the whole road was very clean and there were no zombies scattered around or even people walking. Until I braked hard when I noticed a man lying on the side of the road. I immediately got out of the car, and then I approached him and sat next to him to check his pulse on his neck and to make sure if he was still breathing. But my eyes widened in shock when I saw his face and realized it was Luigi. His lips are pale, and his entire face is sweaty. I realized he was still breathing, and his heart was still beating. He seemed to have passed out from exhaustion, so I tried to pick him up, but S

We slowly approached where Simon was, and then we peered into the well until our eyes widened in shock when we discovered what happened there. There are bodies of zombies that are lifeless and other parts of their bodies are cut off, and it seems that this was done to them on purpose. “Who could have done this, and how did he think of such a horrible thing to them? I know they are zombies, but they don't deserve to die in such a cruel way, do they?” Luigi said as he looked at us, and we noticed that Simon was silent as he turned his back to us. “Are you okay, Simon? Is there a problem?” I asked him while placing one of my hands on his shoulder while he watched his two hands that were stained with blood. Luigi and I exchanged glances with a look of wonder on our faces. I don't understand why he is so quiet and seems like he is thinking deeply. “Isn't he afraid?” Luigi whispered to me, so I turned to him. “What do you mean? Why would he be afraid, and for such a reason?” I asked him

Since Hunter appeared in my dreams, I always had bad dreams, often he was always there, and he kept pushing me into that well full of corpses. Until I woke up while I was still in the car. It stopped in a secluded place while Luigi was outside smoking a cigarette. I turned my gaze to where Simon was and sitting in the driver's seat. He didn't seem to notice that I was awake, and I was currently looking at him. Until I noticed that he seemed to be busy with what he was doing, so I watched him closely. I noticed that he was holding a bottle of water, but he was just holding it and staring at it. I wondered why he had water in his hand when he didn't drink it since he became an antibody, so what was he doing with that water? Furthermore, I came a little closer to him to take a sneak at what he was doing, and I didn't make any noise that would make him turn at me. Moreover, I frowned as I looked at him and after a few moments he took out a small blade from inside his polo shirt pocket. The