“They should be fed to the zombies, and that is the right punishment for them.” She said that made me smile, and suddenly, I turned my attention to the old woman sitting on one side. I stepped closer to her, and then I stopped in front of her. She slowly looked up at me while holding a glass of water. “Don't you intend to leave this place?” I asked her as I looked around the whole area where I didn't see anyone living there apart from her, and maybe that's the reason why no one even helped her earlier. “Do you want to come with us? Don't worry because you saw earlier that we only hurt bad people.” I added that she smiled. “Thank you for your offer, young man. But I can't leave this house. This is where I grew up, this is where I had my own family and this is where I will die, besides that, I can't leave it. It's like half of my life, and it has become very dear to me. Because all our happy memories are here, and I will not be able to travel far away at my age.” She replied while the
“What are you planning to do with them?” Simon asked me curiously as we watched the three pranksters inside the trunk, their hands tied behind their backs, their mouths covered with scotch tape and currently unconscious. “What else are we supposed to do with them? We need to send them to the right people who will punish them.” I responded to him, all three of them turned to me at the same time with a look of astonishment on their faces. “You mean you want us to turn them over to the police?” Wendy asked me, so I turned to look at her and nodded my head. “But how are we going to do that, as it seems unlikely that we will find a precinct here or even a police because all I see around here are zombies.” Luigi said when our attention was suddenly turned to a public big TV screen where it suddenly on and someone appeared in our sight. He is not familiar to me, but I learned from Wendy that he is the current president of our country. He announced something about the survivors where he pro
“Hunter? I mentioned his name, but he didn't seem to see me, and it was as if I were invisible in front of him. I looked at my hands again where I realized that everything was just my dream and where I looked back at my past. Maybe this is my chance to discover the truth and answer to all the mysteries surrounding me and the people behind it all. I followed Hunter where I noticed he didn't have any other friends, and he was playing soccer ball by himself while the other students around him were laughing at him and thinking he was a freak. I looked closely at his face where I noticed that he was wearing an earphone, but there was no music coming out of it, but it was just inside his pants pocket, and he must be hearing all the noise around him, he was hearing all the things they say about him. But why does he do that? Why does he pretend to hear nothing if he knows everything that is happening around him? “It's really different when you're a son of the rich, even if you have a crimina
As he came closer and closer to me, I couldn't take my eyes off him until he passed by my side as if I were just a breeze passing through him. I followed him and I didn't know how I would feel at that moment, if I would be happy to see him again or if I should be angry with him because he hid everything about my mother's death from me. I just turn around and thought about walking inside the university until I stopped when I saw three familiar faces of male students. Eros, Mark and Van, are my best friends. Almost with the number of things that have happened to me and in the past long years I have forgotten about them. After I was imprisoned for the crime I did not commit and when they testified in front of the court, thereafter, I never saw them again. I never saw their faces again. I heard nothing more about the three of them. Furthermore, I suddenly wondered where they could be now, or if they survived from the zombies? After that incident I didn't hear from them anymore, they didn't
I can't help but be sad with everything I see around me now, where all of this has disappeared in the current world that I see every day. Where my entire surroundings are surrounded by zombies. Where I hear nothing but people screaming, asking for help and begging to save their lives from the brink of death. Where all the abandoned houses, burning buildings and cars kept by each owner are now just scattered everywhere. Where killing is not a crime or a sin, but the only way to get on with life and to save yourself from harm. It is depressing and sad to think that the world we see every day is not the same as it used to be. If you do not be brave and if you do not strengthen your will, you can die at any time. While my mind was wandering, my attention suddenly turned to a familiar woman who was now walking towards my direction. “Sixto!” she called to me. I was stunned by her as she came closer and closer to me. I turned behind me where she was staring, where I saw myself standing ther
I first looked around, and then I entered the nightclub. When I went inside, loud music immediately greeted me while other people were dancing there, drinking at the bar and some were kissing in the dark. I've only recently looked at it for a long time because I don't really go to these kinds of places very often, and I don't like places that are this noisy the most. I prefer a quiet place, peaceful and relaxing. Furthermore, I was only forced to enter here because of my friends Van, Mark, and Eros. Because they come from rich families, they frequently go to this kind of place, and they always pay for everything we eat and drink. I have only been here twice and the first time we came here we are all shy, and we had to hide that we were still students because it's strictly forbidden here to teenagers or under eighteen years old. One of their policies is not to let students like us enter, even if we are of the right age. But because our faces are matured, we were able to trick the bounce
“What is Anna doing here?” I whispered to myself as I followed her by gaze. She went back and forth to our table where she always served us drinks, and she always stares at me. There was even a time when she kept the beer bottle away from me, and she put a glass of juice in front of me to stop me from getting drunk. I almost couldn't believe what I was seeing especially when she mentioned my name, but I didn't hear her at that time because I was not in my right mind, and I was too drowned in the beers I drank. I hardly noticed that she was there that night, that she was right next to me and that she was close to me. Then she had something to do with what happened that night? She may be a witness to the crime that happened, or she may also be an accomplice of the night. I followed Anna wherever she went until she sat down at the bar and turned to where I was. “Do you know him?” the bartender asked her while she grinned and drank a glass of wine. “Yes, of course. I know him very much
I was nervous because I thought he could see me, but he just walked straight towards Anna where he stopped in front of her while he watched her. Anna slowly looked up at him with a trace of astonishment on her face, and it seemed that in those moments they did not know each other. And they had no idea that it was their first meeting. Hunter grabbed his wallet from the back pocket of his pants, and then took out some money which he immediately threw at Anna who frowned. Then he turned his back on her and walked away from her. Anna picked up the money from the floor at the same time she stood up and looked in Hunter's direction while her two fists were clenched. She was about to chase after him, but the male bartender stopped her and held her by the arm. She turned to look at him who was frowning, at the same time she just blew out a deep breath. It seems that she didn't like the attitude that Hunter showed her, however, she was still able to calm down and just ignore him at the same tim