Chapter 9: Life Purpose
I-im scared.. its dark around here.. I cant see anything..
Anyone? Please? Help me.. its cold.. its painful.. I.. feel it again, I feel the pain again.
I.. experience it again.
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"Wait, so.. how are you get back to life? Like.. regenerate yourself with that recovery machine or something?"
"It was.. painful to say atleast.."
"I was regenerate back to life and then get bitten by the zombies.. over and over again, somehow I managed to got out and actually got back to life, luckly.."
"It left a grey mark on my left eye though.. it looks like a burnt mark isn't it?"
"Yeah.. as you mentioned it.. it does look like a burnt mark.."
"Should we go now, I don't want to stay here and look at the rotting zombies corpses laying all over the floor.."
"I'll get paranoia from that if I does.."
"Yeah.. I think so, lets go I guess?"
"Uh huh, lets g-"
"Wait, before we can go i want to show you something cool I do!"
"SSSEEE.... DO I LOOK BIG?"
"GOSH! Whats with that accent when you transform into that thing, dude, you're NOT flirting behind my chest."
"MAYBE WHEN I TRANSFORM INTTO THIS THING MY PERSONALITY CHANGED AND BECAME FOR CONFIDENT? ISNT IT, SPROUTY?~"
"Ugh.. can you stop now?"
pop!
"Fine.. lets go.."
"Yeah."
Its me Sprout! And I found.. Tisha's body laying lifeless on the floor, with 3 detached heads.
I could barely see whos the head come from but i can comfirm one of them is Rodger.
Who's doing this?.. If they not died due to the zombies then who doing all of these.. brutal things?..
A shine of a flashlight then shine through us, it was the emergency, finding for us.
"PUT YOUR HANDS ON!"
as they says, we put our hands on to prove were not zombies.
"They're not infected, good."
"You're coning with us to the base and will stay here for safety for few months, by that you need to follow us."
I look back at the mess that the infection has done, sigh, and turn back, enter the train.
And move away as it starts to move.
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