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Every moment's joy is life's sweetest melody -Alex Bennett ~.~ The door opens again after a while, and that's when my breathing evens out. He's here again, but why is he here? I look at him and find him sweating with blood scattered on his body. He... has killed the zombies so we can leave. I follow him and walk out of the door, and we walk in the corridor in silence. I notice the dead zombies along the corridor, blood splattered everywhere, making us step on them and make a trail of bloody footsteps. We don't run as we usually do, and I realise the change is all because of what I did. I regret. I shouldn't have done that. "I am sorry," I say as soon as we take the turn to the main corridor. "I- I wasn't thinking when I did that, and you-" "Why did you do it then?" "I don't know." He stops in his tracks and turns to face me. "I don't know about you, Andrea. But for me, it's something that happens between people who love. It might be just another kiss for you, but I take it ser
Happiness is a choice we make.-John Lennon~.~We walk out of the room to the computer machine. Ivan moves the CPU of the machine that is facing it so that I can hide under the table, undetected by the lurking zombies outside the laboratory one. I get under the table between it and the CPU. As we wait for the machine to start, Ivan keeps looking outside the glass door, his eyes moving from one zombie to another."There are sixteen," he mutters."Are you planning to kill them?" I ask."Not really. If they are a threat to you, I might."I don't know why. It's only him showing a bit of concern, and here I am, feeling butterflies once again. I might be infatuated for crying out loud. Yeah. I shouldn't be feeling like this!I wait under the table, looking at how Ivan opens the machine, and we see a bunch of files in it. He presses the cursor on the secured file, and it gives us the five attempted options to open it. It shows a face ID and password."This is the file," he says."Looks sus."
Happiness is a state of mind- Dalai Lama~.~The head turns in my direction, and I suppress my scream, keeping my hands on my lips. Ivan holds the zombie's broken neck and forces it to face the face ID. I could sense Ivan's frustration with the situation. He doesn't want anything to go wrong. But the zombie has come back to life, and it's struggling on the spot.Ivan tries a few times, but as all his struggles fail, he slams the man on the ground and steps on the neck. I wince at the situation, and Ivan looks at my horrified face."Close your eyes," he whispers.My eyes tear up."I said, close your eyes," he repeats.I close my eyes with tears running down my cheeks. My stomach churns when I hear crackling sounds and all the horrifying sounds I can imagine. I bury my face in my hands with tears running down, and I control myself not to cry out.The sounds stop after a while, and something drops on the ground."Don't open your eyes," Ivan says again.I want to open my eyes, but I am n
Happiness doesn't have a path, it is the path- Anonymous~.~"No. You are not coming with me. I'll search through the building and get hold of all the necessities. You can stay here." Ivan says, putting an end to his words."But I want to be helpful. Why did I even join your group? You always do things alone. I feel so useless." I grumble out my complaints."So it wasn't you who came up with the idea to use face ID??" he asks, wiping his hands on the other lab coat we found. He uses a bit of water to dampen his hands to get everything out. The lab coat is left sticky due to the thickness of the blood."Stop trying to attack me with my words."Ivan sighs, "You see, if you join me, I will have to protect you.""I can protect myself alone." I hmph. "Why do you sound like I've been a bother to you?""Don't bend my words, Andrea. Do you want to come or not? It's wholly your decision. But I appreciate it if you stay.""Too bad I don't want to be appreciated." I roll my eyes at his words be
Happiness cannot be consumed-Anonymous~.~I sit on the floor and wait for Ivan while massaging my sore legs and fantasising about our high school love story. Been running and doing all kinds of things. My feet hurt like hell. It takes Ivan around five minutes to come back. When he's back, he hands me the gun, which has all the bullets left."I don't think we should waste the bullets. I found an empty room. I'll lure the zombies there and lock as much as I can." he says."How would you do that?"Ivan goes through his bag and takes out a plastic phone."I had this as a kid," he says, showing me a phone.He presses a button, and a song plays."It's Barbie," I say."Yep.""I like Barbie. I have watched all the films.""Me too."We hear some banging sounds on the door, a sign that the zombies are reacting to the music. Ivan switches the phone off and waits for them to calm down. Then he walks out of the door, asking me to lock it just in case, and I do. Because I trust that he'll make it
Happiness is a warm puppy-Charles M. Schulz~.~Leaving the fourth floor is the same as before, something that makes my heart leap out of my chest at the fear my legs might not work as fast as the zombies. It's the same practice we did before. Ivan decides not to kill any more zombies, and he lures them to the other side as I make my way to the door as soon as possible. He joins me after a while, and we make it to the third floor.Our bags have become heavy with the samples from the lab. So we keep them aside. Then outside the emergency exit, Ivan asks me to stay back until he brings back the rest of our group so we can leave the building."I want to come--" my words get interrupted as he shushes me."Don't be stubborn. Stay right here until I bring them safely," he says."Says the one who's the most stubborn here," I mumble."There you go again."Ivan takes the walkie-talkie and speaks to it."Anyone there? Over.""Ivan! I've been sending you messages for hours now!! Where have you
The only way to do great work is to love what you do – Steve Jobs ~.~ I stay hidden, and Ivan comes into the lab. He asks me to stay in the same place and crouches in front of me. We wait for a few minutes for the zombies outside to calm down. And meanwhile, I extend my hand and keep it against his eyes. With my free hand, I ruffle his hair to get out the tiny pieces of glass from his hair. "How do we find Sasha and the other two?" he questions me once I am done cleaning his hair. Wow, he's too comfortable always asking me for a solution. "Search the rooms and see. I'll talk with Sasha to comfort her. She might be deadly worried." "Give me the gun. She said there was a zombie stuck with him. I can't fight one in front of her." I give him my gun. He searches the rooms and finds Sasha in one room. After a while, I hear a low bang, and I realise Ivan might've killed the zombie inside. So I quickly get out of where I am hiding and run to the room where I find Ivan hugging Sash
The only joy in the world is to begin-Cesare Pavese~.~"No one's there."I jolt when I hear Ivan's voice. He squints his eyes at me at my surprised state."Nice. So you were here daydreaming in this kind of a situation?" he complains."Well, I was thinking about several things. What else am I supposed to do??" I ask."Stay alert?""You should try and stay back, waiting for your partner. It sucks." I stuck out my tongue at him."Sometimes you are so annoying," he comments, not seriously, while making his way downstairs. I follow him."You aren't the first to say that. I come with pros and cons. So you better be aware.""I got it. Let me consider and tell you."Ivan walks to the first floor in search of the other two. Then the ground floor after the first. But he fails to find them there."Fourth floor it is," he says."Yeah. Let's head upstairs."We walk upstairs with Ivan in front of me, and I notice a slight limp as he walks. So I walk up to him and keep my hand on his shoulder."D