I urgently ran to where Simon was. I opened the door and woke him up repeatedly, but he didn't seem to hear me. That's why I moved him from the seat and pushed him out of the driver's seat at the same time I immediately started the car. I headed in the direction of Luigi, where the zombies were still chasing him. I honked a few times, so he could hear me. He stopped and turned to me while waving at me. I drove even faster and then ran over the zombies blocking my way and those chasing him. At the same time, I suddenly braked it in front of him, which surprised him. “Ride fast!” I said, and he immediately got on board, and we left immediately until we were no longer chased and were followed by zombies. When I found a safe place where no zombies could be seen around, I immediately stopped the car, panting, while I turned back to where Luigi was. “Are you okay? Aren't you hurt?” I asked him while he was drinking a can of soda, and he nodded his head. “I should be the one to ask you, sh
I held his hand tightly without realizing that I was hurting him as long as I stare at him intently while he writhed in pain and tried to remove his hand from me, but I tightened my grip on him even more until he let go of the gun he was holding. I stood up slowly, and then I broke his hand, causing him to scream loudly. But I haven't been satisfied with it, and that's not enough for what they did to my friend. So, I will make sure that they will experience double and more than that for what they did to him. I looked down at the floor and then picked up the gun that he dropped earlier. I turned to look at him again and was about to shoot him, but I immediately stopped and fell to the floor when one of his companions who was behind he shot me in the forehead. Furthermore, I was hit by a bullet in the middle of my forehead and my blood quickly spread on the floor while my eyes were open, and I was looking at the ceiling. Moreover, I couldn't move nor could I get up until I heard their fo
I just stood there waiting for Simon to finish. He plans to bring Luigi back to life by biting him and passing the virus to him. But why do I feel different, and I don't like the idea he came up with? I have to admit that I was sorrowful, and I tried to try the way he was thinking of to bring him back, but it seemed that I couldn't really resist it, so I turned to him again. I rushed to him to stop him, but I was stunned when I noticed that he was just sitting there staring at Luigi. “What are you doing?” I asked him at the same time he let out a deep breath. “I cannot do it.” He replied, bowing his head at the same time. I feel his disappointment and regret, but everything has happened and there is nothing we can do to bring him back to life. Although we are saddened by his loss, but Luigi wants to be buried as he was and what kind of creature he was. It appears that Simon feels the same way, so he didn't proceed with what he was planning. Instead, he just gave up and then forgot wh
While the two of us were talking, we both turned our gaze to the right direction, where we heard a rustling. Simon and I exchanged glances at each other and then headed towards the noise we heard behind the plant pot, but we immediately realized that it was just a cat. Because of what happened to us, we became almost alert and our hearing became sensitive. Then we continued our walk while I was holding two water bottles in my hand. I noticed that Simon was constantly looking at my hands, so I raised an eyebrow, and then I stopped walking, which made him look up at me. “What's really wrong with you? Is there something you want to tell me?” I asked him, and he immediately looked away until my attention caught some zombies not far away, and they were near the cafeteria. At first, I just ignored it, but I was stunned again when I heard a strange sound from there. I turned there and listened again carefully to what I heard from there. Until I realized that it was a heavy breathing of a wom
My life would not have been this chaotic and sad if it wasn't for a mistake that I never made. I don't know who is behind everything, but he is the only one I can blame and be angry with because it all started with him. I never expected that this day would come when we both would face each other and I would see the person who was the reason for the destruction of my dreams and family. Furthermore, I will not back down from him or run away again, but I will face my fate with all my strength even if it costs my life. Maybe it's time for me to find justice to all my bitter experiences inside the prison and for many years that I endured pain in the same place surrounded by different criminals. At a young age with no knowledge of the true course of society, I had no opposition, nor could I do anything at that moment but obey everything they asked me to do. From the investigations, to the court and to the eyes of the majority, I was an evil criminal who killed an innocent woman. They all bel
While I looked around my surroundings, I stopped walking for a moment. I suddenly turned behind me when I heard a car engine, and my eyes widened in shock when I realized that it was now heading towards where I was. I immediately dodged it and ran away from there, but he was chasing me. Furthermore, I realized that Hunter was driving that car, and it looked like he wanted to do to me what I did to him earlier. However, I was able to avoid him by entering the building. Even before he bumps to the wall, he immediately braked the car and then got out of there. I continued inside the building and immediately entered the elevator before he even reached me. The door was immediately closed, and then I pressed their highest floor, the seventeenth floor. At that moment, I suddenly felt nervous not because I was afraid of him, but because I did not expect him to do that. I let out a sigh of relief, and then I sat on the floor for a while to rest and catch my breath. After a while, the elevator s
“Do you think I'll die here alone? Well, you're wrong because I'll take you to hell with me.” He said that, I widened my eyes and endeavored to push him away from me, but he only tightened his embrace on me until he was able to get up and pull me back. We swapped places, where I was on the brink of death. He strangled me tightly around my neck. His eyes were almost wide and laughing as he saw me struggling. With the tightness of his stranglehold on me, I could barely breathe, and my whole body was slowly getting weak. Using one of his hands, he tried to grab one of my eyes, liked I was doing to him earlier. I tried to stop him as I held his wrist tightly, attempting to push him away, but he kept going down towards my eyes. Until he was able to touch my eyeball, so I screamed out loud from the pain. My blood immediately dripped from there, while he was still smiling widely at me. Because I was having difficulty in my position, I thought of biting his finger, and then I cut it, causing h
It rained heavily and Sixto remained lying on the floor while he bathed in his own blood and was no longer alive. It was quiet all around and the cool breeze was blowing through the trees and plants. When Hunter made sure that he was no longer breathing and that he had no hope of living again, he smiled with a trace of satisfaction on his face. He turned his back, and then he walked away until the whole road was clean, where no zombies could be seen around. After a while, the heavy rain stopped and the entire sky calmed down where the sun gradually rose. Unexpectedly, Sixto suddenly gasped and then opened his eyes. It seemed like a big miracle when he came back to life and got up from his death. He got up, almost exhausted, with a look of surprise on his face. He looked around and then looked down at his hands where he witnessed every wound healing on his entire body. His strength has almost recovered, and he can almost move his hands, feet, and neck normally. He wonders how this happe