I just woke up when I realized that I was inside the bus that Simon was driving. My hands and feet were tied to where I was sitting, while my mouth was covered with a black mask. Simon turned to me for a moment when he noticed that I had woken up and at the same time I looked around my entire surroundings where everyone was quiet and resting. "Are you awake?" he said, and I turned my gaze to the window where I noticed that the place was not familiar to me. As a result, I frowned and looked at Simon, and then he stopped the bus to one side for a moment. He stood up, and then he came to me while removing the ones that were tied to me while lowering the mask from my mouth. "Have you woken up to your senses? Are you the Sixto I know again?” he was curious, he sat in the driver's seat and put on his seat belt, then he continued driving. "Don't you remember anything that happened to you?" His question made me turn my head for a moment with a look of astonishment on my face. I remember see
"Are you saying that's not part of their investigation of us, and that all of us criminals incarcerated there go through that kind of process?" When I said that, he didn't immediately respond to me, instead he just nodded his head. I can't seem to believe what I discovered, and I don't know what to say at that moment but to be dumbfounded and turn around. But who is behind all this, and why is he doing this to us? What exactly are they planning to do, and is it true what Simon says that they created this chaos? After Simon and I talked, we got back inside the bus and traveled to a safer place. What we found out is still a mystery to us and if it is true, that all the prisoners went through that kind of process, it means that I was not the only one who was injected with some kind of liquid into the body, but maybe only a few had the same effect as mine and perhaps many of them are like Simon. A half man and half monster. Every time Simon changed his appearance, we temporarily stopped
I felt dizzy and sweat dripped down my forehead. I just stood there and listened to the clock while we waited for Simon to return. They seemed to have no idea what was going on, and they were just happily talking to each other when suddenly we heard a loud scream from outside. Because of that, it got the attention of all of them and turned to the noise we heard. Some of them stood up, while others peeked out the window. “What's that? Aren't there zombies in this place?” "Oh, we have to get out of here before they catch up with us, don't we?" "Right, we'd better get out of here right away." Mixed whispers that I hear from around me, and they have different kinds of emotions on their faces, but they all seem to be scared because of the screams they heard. Until an old man approached me and ordered me to start the bus to leave that place. But I didn't answer him, I didn't even know what to reply them, so I was confused if I should wait for the man who got off the bus earlier or if I s
"What if your husband hasn't come back yet? Why are you waiting for him when there are so many men here inside the bus? You can find a new one, right? Who knows, he might be dead there and perhaps already eaten by zombies? Or maybe the voice of the scream we heard earlier came from him? So, why should we wait for the person who is already dead, am I right?” She said as she brought her face closer to hers. The woman clenched her fists at what she heard from her, and then she slapped her hard in the face which shocked us all. But she just laughed at her like a crazy and then looked into her eyes again, but suddenly, she pulled her by her hair and then took her to the door where she threatened her life. When she lets her go, there is a chance that she will fall from the outside, and there is also a chance that she will die from there. As a result, the eyes of the others there widened with a trace of surprise on their faces while the rest of them stood up while just watching them but none
she slowly walked closer to me and stopped in front of me. We looked at each other at the same time she drew a smile on the side of her lips at the same time she pulled me by my collar, at the same time brought me closer to her face. "I don't want your eyes on me. So don't waste your life just for a small reason." She whispered, but I didn't feel any fear from her, instead I just winced and laughed that surprised her. "What's so funny about what I said? Do you really want to die?” She added while I was staring at her beautiful sky-blue eyes. "I like the look in your eyes. Don't you know how beautiful your eyes are?" When I said that, she seemed curious and couldn't speak immediately. "Why? Hasn't anyone ever told you how beautiful your eyes are? It's a shame they're not as beautiful as what your personality is.” I added making her frown. "Are you playing with me?" She said while raising an eyebrow. I smiled at her and then shook my head. "It's not my job to play with anyone, especi
"Why are you staring at me like that? Did I say something wrong? Or maybe you've never been caught before?" After I said that, she seemed to have come up with a new idea, so she boldly looked up at me again and pointed the sharp weapon she was holding at me. "Nobody has caught me yet. I don't know why? Perhaps because they're having a hard time to catch someone like me?” She said with a forced smile on her lips even though her facial expression said otherwise. I took another step closer to her, and then I stopped as I watched her from her feet up to her face. I grabbed her hand with a sharp weapon pointed at me and pulled her closer to me, which surprised her. "Then why are you still hesitating to kill me? Aren't you an expert at that? Killing a person who is weaker than you. A person who has no match for you and is afraid of your stares, Am I right?" After I said that, she turned around where everyone was intently staring at her, then she turned to look at me again, and she swallowe
I opened my eyes and immediately got up. I looked around my entire surroundings, where I noticed that there was no one else inside the bus except me. No matter where I look, I don't see anyone around me. Until I stopped when I heard footsteps of shoes that seemed to be heading towards my location. I turned behind me where I noticed a man wearing a black cloak. I watched him carefully while his head was down, and then he stopped in front of me. Furthermore, I looked at him from head to toe with a look of wonder on my face. All of this is familiar to me and seems like I've seen it before. Until I realized that it was all just my dream. Every time the man in the black cloak appeared in front of me I was certain that I was only dreaming, and it seemed that at this moment I was still not conscious. But what is he doing here, and why did he appear to me again? I'm nervous and restless because every time he appears in my dreams, something bad will be happening in my real world. Until he slowl
“Don't kill us. Please have a mercy to us.” The female student told me that she was crying, so I turned my attention to her. I was about to step closer to her to calm her down, but I was immediately stunned when one of them jumped from the window. Because of that, my eyes widened in shock, and they were even more confused as to how they could get away from me. “P-please, listen to me first.” I stammered to them but none of them wanted to listen to me or at least believe me, but they almost sacrificed their lives just to get away from me. The boy was about to approach me, but the people there immediately stopped him and hid him behind them. “Just hurt me, don't hurt the children.” The old man said to me with a frown that made them all angrier at me. At that moment, I didn't know what to do, and I looked like a statue just standing there not moving where I was. I couldn't take a step anymore because my feet seemed to be buried there, and I kept hearing from them bad words that I don't