Seth finally did his laundry. He had watered his neighbour’s plants too.Damn Elba for making him take care of her plants in exchange for one pack of home-brewed tea. Though, he couldn’t deny that tea was delicious as fuck. It could kill his hangover, too, in case someone needed to know. And that was not the only good thing about her. Elba even gave her first homemade salve to help his broken nose.What a God-send.Or maybe she was just using him as a test lab, but who cares. He wouldn’t be sporting the said broken nose tonight. After that, he went to grab a double mac on the way to his mother’s new home. It was only a half an hour walk after a subway ride, but God knows why he hadn’t visited her. It has nothing to do with her new husband and their daughter. Of course.When he arrived at the unfamiliar white door, Seth picked up his phone and glanced at the clock displayed on his screen. Almost six.Suddenly, the door burst open and a pair of little arms circled his waist. “You must

Police swarmed the place. The café had been declared as a crime scene and Victor Louise was the victim of this groutious murder. It wasn’t his fault. But somehow, they thought otherwise. Seth gritted his teeth, getting away from here was currently on top of his list. Next to look at his phone in search of an answer. The fucking game – not a game – was the only key to stay alive. “Hey!” Fingers snapped in front of his hollowed eyes. “Do you know who the victim is?” Seth nodded, but then shook his head hurriedly. The Victor that he know was still alive. If he brought up his professor’s name, there would be one hell of a problem. Though, with what awaiting them at midnight, he didn’t know why he still care. “Do you know the victim or not?” “No, sir. I just met him a few blocks away from here.” “Then what were you doing with the victim in the first place?” The detective looked at him in distaste. Afterall, he was still reeking of blood as some red refused to be wiped clean with a

Knock! Knock! Knock! The sound travelled through the night, creating a crescendo in the otherwise peaceful setting. But Seth was anxious. Dong! [Fifteen minutes before the first wave invasion begin.] The System flashed on his screen, illuminating his face in shades of blue. The flickering light above him died after his seventh knock on his mother’s new home. “They are sleeping,” Amy said from where she was leaning against the car’s hood, crossing her arms in displayed impatience. “Or,” a male voice added after the sandy blonde, “Your mom and her new toy are fucking each other senseless.” It was Wade Moore, Amy’s cousin whom she had a bet going on with. For someone who appeared like a thug coming straight out of a bar, he really spoke like one. “Thanks, Wade. I don’t need that particular image in my mind.” “No problem, dude.” The sarcams flew right through his head. Seth turned away from them, and lifted his hand again. But, before he could knock for the eleventh time, the doo

In one minute, Seth could make a precise paper crane, or a miniature simple dragon. A good pastime when he skipped class to laze on the school’s rooftop, while having his phone confiscated by his teacher. In one minute, Seth could inhale a bowl of instant noodles. Given he had nothing to eat since morning, and this was the spiceless, discounted cup noodle from the asian store around the block. In one minute, Seth could die if they did nothing but scream around in panic while an honest-to-God zombie tried to break the windshield of the car they were in. A crack and several claw marks soon appeared, leaving the passengers frantically trying to get away from it. An impossible task, in his opinion, considering Amy was too stricken in horror to reverse the car – or just drive really fast forward to throw the zombie off balance. Meanwhile, Wade was no better. He tried to open the door, but it wouldn’t budge. The safety lock was in, getting out of the car was not an option. Unless Amy cou

Seth almost missed a turn as he stared in surprise at the strange happening near him. “Where did this space vagina come from?!”“Your phone did it,” Amy reeled away from it, clutching it in her knuckle-white hands. “Please tell me there won’t be aliens coming from the other side to lay eggs in me. Oh God, oh God, I’m sorry for reading porn and becoming addicted to strange sexual fanta–”“I really don’t need to hear about that on my last day of breathing.” Wade grumbled, already in the fifth stage of grief, accepting his near demise.But Amy was the most optimistic among them. At least when it concerned Wade. “You’ll live.”That could also be because she had already bought three more hours for her cousin. It completely escaped her mind that she practically cost Seth almost all of his balance. It wasn’t like he’d make a fuss about it.Right?[Please withdraw your 2 bottles of Ethazal Prevection now.][The Goury Hole will disappear at the thirty seconds mark.]Reading that, Amy gingerly