Everything— the bones, tissues, muscles, flesh, and skin— had started fixing itself up. It was like this gooey, bubbling slime that melted together. And to make it even wilder, Finn's body started absorbing the flesh from the corpses Dr. Martinez stitched on him, making it his own."What the heck is going on?" It was Adara, and just like the others, her jaw dropped to the floor the moment she saw what was unfolding."It's... It's repairing itself. It's repairing itself." Sam thought he was losing his mind and had begun seeing things. However, contrary to his fear, Finn's body was actually repairing itself. If that wasn't a miracle, he didn't know what it was.Then Finn started to let out low, guttural moans, implying that he was trying to fight something inside him and was struggling.His limbs convulsed and jerked slightly, causing Sam to nearly jump up from the floor to check on his brother. However, Augustus intervened."Oi! Hold on there, young lad. Interrupting now could ruin the
A little earlier, just before midnight, a helicopter hovered above the Wantuki Forest Camp. It came to a stop near a clearing where a large, makeshift tent stood. Surrounding the tent were three vehicles. The radio crackled to life, and a voice broke through the static, commanding, "Drop the bomb." Without hesitation, the pilot pressed the red button, encased in thick glass. The bomb plummeted down, landing precisely on Augustus' red, solar-powered car. An explosion followed, scattering debris in all directions and creating a loud noise that startled everyone in the tent, rousing them awake. Jimmy was the first to react. He quickly grabbed his gun and cautiously looked outside. To his surprise, a helicopter was descending to the ground. Without wasting a moment, Sam quickly took a seat and headed towards his brother, who was sleeping outside the tent in the opposite direction of the helicopter. Once he was certain that Finn was safe, he made his way over to Franklin to ask for advice
"Ha! I was such a fool not to have noticed this," muttered Augustus as he stared at the tick-like device in his hand. Without hesitation, he dropped it to the ground and crushed it beneath his shoe, destroying it completely.Once satisfied, he turned around and locked eyes with Franklin."Shall we go?" Franklin asked, to which Augustus nodded."Yeah, let's go."With those words, Augustus climbed into the van as Jimmy revved the engine. They were leaving Wantuki for good, with no intention of returning. That person already knew about that place, and it would only be a matter of time before it became a dangerous situation. They were heading south. And once they get there, they will start planning their next move.Following closely behind in a solar-powered car were Sam, Adara, the unconscious Elena, and Dr. Martinez. Inside the van, they had the unconscious Bloat, Franklin, Augustus, Jimmy, and Finn, just in case the Bloat woke up and started to rampage. Though Franklin believed it to b
It all started three years ago, everything was normal. People went to work and students went to school, unaware of the disaster that was headed their way. At the root of it all was an illegal breeding center, known for producing rare and dangerous canines. Shielded by the mafias, they flourished undetected for years. Yet, in a humorous twist of faith, nature pulled its own practical joke. One of their dogs became infected with a peculiar strain of rabies, or so the people liked to believe. Regular rabies typically results in fever, difficulty in swallowing, excessive drooling, staggering, seizures, and paralysis leading to death. However, this unique variety of rabies causes aggressive behavior, altered perception, and enhanced physical abilities. And just to clarify, when they refer to enhanced physical abilities, they don’t mean infected individuals will suddenly gain superhero-like strength to lift yachts while casually enjoying ice cream. Instead, it simply means that rabies wi
VOLUME 1: Decay August 5th, Saturday, 9:32 p.m., Eldorado City. Finn paced back and forth inside a tiny studio apartment, his stomach growling with hunger and his head pounding from the lack of sleep. He sneaked a peek through the window blinds, muttering irritably, “Can’t you guys just leave already?” Different types of zombies filled the streets. Fat, thin, tall, and short. They wandered about, attacking anyone they came across. Then he went to the bathroom and turned on the faucet but when nothing flowed out, he couldn’t resist the urge to kick it over and over again until it broke. “And no water too!” He curled himself in the bathtub and bit his nails until they bled. “I’m gonna die,” he muttered, his voice trembling. “I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die. I’m gonna die.” After some time, he pulled out his phone from his hoodie pocket. Only 3% battery left. He couldn’t charge it anymore either because the power went down three days ago. The last message he got was from his brother,
[A/N: This is still the same story. I swear. This chapter is not a mistake.] August 6th, Sunday, 7:21 a.m., Cedar Avenue. A van covered in solar panels stopped under the narra tree just beside the road where few zombies roamed. “Still, you’re really brave, huh, Franklin. I don’t think I’d ever eat meat for the rest of my life.” Said Adara to her oldest brother. They were inside the van, eating. She and Jimmy were having boiled sweet potatoes while Franklin had some rabbit jerky. The three of them had the same shade of auburn hair that they pulled into a low pony and the same hooded, brown eyes. There was definitely no denying they were siblings. “Why? It’s a good source of protein and last time I remember, you were such a bacon fiend.” “Well, eating meat has been fun till you’ve become one of the meat. Plus can’t you see those things outside? They’re all just a walking sack of decaying meat.” “Enough, Adara. Let other people eat.” It was Jimmy, an ex-military, and the middle si
August 6th, Sunday, 9:16 a.m., Eldorado City. Finn gathered all the courage he had, bit the neck of his hoodie to prevent himself from screaming, and with one quick motion, he pushed himself up the floor. He let out pain-filled moans as he did that. “Hnng! Uh… Haa…” Sweat trickled down his forehead and down to his cheeks. He felt like passing out. He desperately looked around him and saw there was still some stuff left on the second floor. Few impractical clothes—string bikinis and such. They wouldn’t protect against zombie attacks. Still, he collected them to use as bandages. Seeing himself in the broken dressing cubicle mirror across from him, he couldn’t quite decide which was worse: Duct tapes and cardboard cutouts or colorful string bikinis. ‘Rainbow turd…’ And… He was somehow hurt by what he thought. But then, he noticed something surprising: his wounds weren't bleeding. The blood pooling around him had come from elsewhere, leaving him bewildered yet oddly relieved. ‘Is
August 6th, Sunday, 11:30 a.m., Eldorado Hospital. Finn got out of the car and limped towards the hospital. ‘What the heck was that thing earlier?’ He wondered. ‘Though I’m grateful and all but that must be the mutation thing, huh.’ Then he paused to catch some breath. ‘Ha! Why must everything be painful? Why must that thing have to end so fast?’ Like he expected, the place was completely vacated. Having been abandoned for almost three years, it had started to slowly deteriorate, becoming an empty and decaying structure. The air hung heavy as he limped through the entrance, carrying the musty scent of neglect. The reception area, once a bustling hub of activity, was now a desolate space filled with overturned chairs and a faded, disheveled reception desk. He limped further into the hall. Rusty gurneys lie discarded in twisted angles, covered in tattered white sheets. His footsteps echoed but rather than wasting time scanning the area, he started searching for painkillers. But ala