ZOMBIE.

18:30 November 2040

The cityscape had changed from a normal land surface to an abyss that was smoldering with the flames of death.

The people are starving, the zombies are frighteningly thirsty.

The living cannot live in the world without being paranoid.

hunger

terror

and the survival of all things on earth

A young man clung to a lamp post as the bottom turned into a sea of ​​blood and hungry hordes of undead. The madness shown in their actions and expressions made people horrified at the thought of their bodies falling to the ground and being torn apart like brutes by those thoughtless creatures.

White arms filled with sweat were slowly flowing down. The abrasion on the skin caused blood to drip from the elbow. That sweet, fishy smell didn't seem to attract the attention of the hell zombies....

They didn't feed on flesh and blood like he had previously understood...

But it's the brain.... That's right, even if you get information from many places, whether it's the internet or movies. But he was the one who saw this experiment with his own eyes....

Three years ago, an experiment was conducted with some antibiotics to grow new life in dead lab rats. They did this for many years until one day...they succeeded. The young man was one of the experimenters. He tested the virus and saw that it had gone horribly wrong. The mouse was aggressive.

The eyes were empty and the skin no longer resembled that of a living being... He objected to continuing with this project. Gave every reason but was prevented... At that moment, he realized that A 'vaccine' should be made in case everything goes wrong as they assumed. .....and then it really happened....

On February 17, 2037

A strange disease occurs that causes corpses to come back to life and suck out the brains of the living. And they spread the disease by biting people, causing large wounds. He thought that this caused the hellish zombie germs to flow into the wound and into the blood vessels in the body. ....but that's not important. Because the vaccine is already in his hands...

Surprisingly, the researchers who had worked together before didn't think about the consequences like he did. It made those people become complacent and not create a cure for this evil disease. But until then, they survived when the infection spread beyond control.

They want to survive....

And those people knew that he was the only one who could solve this crisis even though they had previously excluded him from the project's research... They hunted him down... when he almost... He could not survive because he had to flee from both the living and the dead. So he had no choice. They decided to inject the vaccine into their body immediately before it disappeared while escaping from predators.

And now there is a vaccine that can eradicate this terrible disease. It was flowing in his bloodstream... But more importantly, how to get out of here!

'Oh my god, someone please lure him away!'

Bang!

as quick as thought While the young man was complaining in his heart The sound of gunfire caused the zombies to turn their heads towards the source of the sound. They ran towards the north where the sound came from, looking too ugly to endure. Seeing this, he immediately scrambled down from the lamp post. He ran off to find a safe place and slowly peeked at the person who had saved his life.

A tall figure of a foreigner was lifting a black pistol as he raised it into the sky. The face was pale and colorless. On his temples and strong arms, there were blue veins bulging out in some spots....

Wait a minute...

'That zombie is shooting a gun!?'

The young man opened his eyes wide. Grab the camera you found at the department store and take pictures for later recording. The strange zombie held a gun. There was no intention of killing one's own people. And the others seem to lose interest when approached and smell the other person's scent for a while before coming back out as usual.

Sound is what triggers their sensory insulation to work and they think of things as 'prey'. There is also 'smell' that they use to distinguish others.

He understands this well. And of course, those rotting smells must be brought to good use... But a few hours ago The zombie's body that had previously been smeared with pus was washed away by the river water.... because he escaped the researchers' men and sat down in the river to cross to the other side and stayed under it long enough to wash away the odor and stains. Get the dirt out of your body...

It was very pitiful... besides having to survive from these inhumans. He must also face being chased by the living...

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

A loud roar He stopped paying attention to the zombies and turned around to look for the most possible escape route, not just randomly crawling out and being ripped apart by zombies. Of course, he was grateful to that foreign-faced zombie, but damn, he wouldn't run up and offer his hand in greeting.

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The sound of heavy shoes was expected to be a combat soldier or someone who might not be a zombie because of their light weight. It comes from someone who has good sense and doesn't run around randomly like those zombies.

"Where are you going? I saw you just now. Hey friends, be careful not to let the zombies see you. My strength cannot compete with hundreds of them.”

"Hurry up and find that damn doctor! If we don't have it, we'll die."

The young man pushed out some rather old but still functional glasses. He thought he would wait for it to break a bit and then replace it with a new one he picked up at the eyeglasses store in the mall two months ago. He crouched in the crevice of a collapsed building. He was silent for a moment because he had listened to the conversation. Those people definitely weren't friendly survivors.

"I can't find it. I think it crawled away. Oh my gosh, it's really difficult. Next time I see it, I'll kill it." Then take that vaccination tube."

“You're going crazy. Besides this, researchers don't have any data on making a new vaccine. Even if there is an example But how long will it take to finish?”

It was clear that those people were among the groups hunting him. And they didn't seem to know that he had already injected the vaccine tube into himself. But as far as the conversation goes, it appears that there is still a base that is used to research vaccines. It shows that if he can find the opportunity to enter

He may also be able to create a vaccine tube from his own blood. ...but....it was too risky....it would be better to at least find a research center somewhere else than raid their nest.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Bang!

Another roar sounded, followed by the same zombie's gunshot. The young researcher looked up and saw that the two people had disappeared and the zombies had started to return to the source of the sound again. The young man laughed softly. I felt sorry for their stupid behavior and felt sorry for him. Even though you really eat other people's brains, why don't they have brains?

The young man got up once he was sure that the zombies weren't going to meet him, and then he stalked out along the building wall. But during that time he was walking with such ease. Soon there was a loud and fast sound of buildings coming towards him. It's like a horse running at full speed to escape from a hunter.

He looked back. But before he could even cry out in shock, a strong arm lifted him and placed it on his shoulder. Rush as far as you can.

WHAT THE FUCK! ?

He was dragged away by that zombie!!!

"Who are you?"

".......Ha ha ha"

I don't know if I was starting to get nervous because I had been living in a world that had lost all living things for too long before I was able to sit and talk with this foreign-faced zombie... And it seemed like he understood and replied back....not in human language.

Right now, I've been carried away by this zombie and hidden in a building that's quite far from the zombies and my food source. It is certain that if it is far from the food source it must be uninhabited. Humans need fuel to provide energy, so they gather in groups in cities filled with supermarkets and department stores.

But that comes at the cost of paranoia and life. Because where there are people There are zombies there...

"My name is Ray. I'm a former researcher at the center.

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three years ago But now he's a fugitive like everyone else. And who are you?”

Ah....I really think I'm crazy. But what can I say? Because from his attitude, it's quite clear that he's different. Didn't hurt, didn't run and bite, and even saved my life. It was quite different from the behavior of other zombies I had encountered before. However, I still can't be 100% sure that he will 'not hurt me'.

...... Maybe if he really had an empty stomach, he might turn around and snatch my brains out and suck them.

"Hee hee hee"

Okay, in conclusion, even if you understand me, if I don't understand him, it's over. I observed him from time to time as he moved his butt to sit at the window to let the air flow out when he saw that my face was crooked because of the smell coming from the large young zombie.

After a moment, he moved his boisterous figure towards the employee's table. He searched for something and made a wagging gesture for a long time....for so long that I got tired of looking and turned to notice my surroundings.

This room is like a small office of a company that was shut down because of the zombie outbreak...but I think that even if it wasn't shut down, it would still be deserted. Who would be crazy to come to an event when the outside is full of zombies chasing their brains? Skip that. Right now I'm on the second floor of the building.

At the door below where you come in. I briefly noticed that there were two layers of dense steel door panels. Probably to prevent theft. But it's great compared to houses or buildings that don't have secure doors. This western zombie is considered very intelligent.

"Ah!?"

I instinctively raised my hand to cover my face when something was thrust in front of me. Of course I'll be ten percent more suspicious!

But when he saw that what he was handing over was a piece of paper with jumbled letters that were hard to read, That's why I was able to lower the island (arm).

"Ma...Markas..Ma...Markas?...Is that your name?"

Mr. Markus (?) nodded his head and said he was correct. With that, he walked back to the window to vent his body odor as usual.

Actually, Ray didn't have much to do with the smell. Because of the life that I have spent for the past three years, I have always smelled it and now I am beginning to get used to it. No longer striving for fresh air like in the beginning After all, it wouldn't be possible to find them without getting rid of the zombies and their rotten corpses.

Ray looked at Marcus. And now the young zombie was looking at him as well. The two met eyes that were as different in color as the sky and the abyss. Marcus's pale, lifeless eyes were staring at him. Strangely, the young researcher chose to avoid that sight himself. Because of some familiar feelings, he accidentally averted his eyes out of nervousness.

Eyes that seemed to be similar to those I had always felt....

It made my chest feel strangely warm....

'Go crazy, Ray.'

The young man shook his head. Shaking those thoughts away, he stood up to his full height for an Asian man. And coincidentally, he also threw a hundred and eighty baht and his body was just right. The kind that no one would ask to go on a fashion show as a backup career besides research, no one would question it...

But the only problem is that he doesn't care about that kind of thing.... Besides, right now just walking around and showing zombies is really hot.

'Teach me.. how to pronounce it'

While he was busy thinking about his nonsense, I don't know how much time has passed. Suddenly a new piece of paper with the handwriting of a chicken not eating it was handed to me. The young man read it slowly and was able to guess the sentences. But what he most doubted was Marcus's name took several minutes to write. Then write a long sentence like this....

How long had he been in this thought?

'Or is his development dependent on what he does often?'

Ray didn't understand this part because he was the first time he encountered zombies with thoughts and similarities with humans. In science, anything is possible. Even humans can still walk when they die. And let alone that zombies can turn back into humans? If you don't believe it, just have to prove it.

“Yes, but first, I'm very hungry right now. Let's find something to eat first."

When an army marches on its stomach To teach a zombie that only responds with words 'ha' and 'kra' to speak in human language is quite.....it would take as much energy as chasing a train.

"This is..yours."

Marcus tried to open his jaw to make as many sounds as he could.

He was confident that he would be able to do it in just a matter of time. For example, right now he is speaking in short sentences while studying in less than a week. Of course, the brain has processed many words but the mouth cannot pronounce them. So he could only spit out unclear words one at a time instead of long sentences.

Marcus doesn't know what's wrong with him... Just knowing that the person in front of him was sitting and eating his third meal of the evening made him want to keep looking...looking.....looking all the time from the first time we met until now. More than two years...

At first, he was just a stupid, hungry zombie that chased cars in a stupid manner or bit everything that lived like a rabid dog. But then one day it made him change....

On a rainy day The rain poured down, as if angry at someone at that time, causing him to stop and take shelter from the rain, fearing that it He would pull at his skin that was beginning to decay in some places until it fell off. Of course, zombies don't die because of the rain. But a zombie whose skin had been eroded by water and was only able to walk on bones was not too surprising.

And while he was standing under the bus stop sheltering from the rain, he acted stupidly. The tall, slender figure of someone rushed past. With many large motorcycles following....

I was just curious....so I ran to see...

And then I saw a white face with an expression that couldn't find a way to escape. Scared and helpless.... That was the first time he felt that that person was interesting....and wanted to help...

For two years, Marcus secretly became a zombie stalker. Helping in the dark corners Whether it's food or drink that he accidentally stumbled upon Or keep the zombies from going the other way instead of the man....

And the one time he couldn't forgive himself was when he accidentally licked up the blood of the person he cared for as much as a zombie could....even though it was just a drop of blood on a piece of wood...but It smells so sweet

He felt guilty the closer he followed...so much....so much so that sometimes the left side of his chest that had previously been dead felt a strange twitching feeling....

“Thank you. And what did you eat? Don't you have to suck out brains like other zombies?"

Marcus shakes his head rapidly. Muscular development began to improve greatly. Plus, those feelings of hunger and dull brain disappeared as well. Now he's sitting still, not walking around to waste his energy, so he's quite energetic even though he hasn't eaten anything in weeks.

"Eat .. now.."

The Asian's thin lips curved into a faint smile. Marcus froze. There was a strange feeling in his chest that he accidentally raised his pale hand and placed it on it....

What Am I?

"What's the matter? Let me take a look."

He didn't even have time to open his stupid mouth to stop the other person. He was already captured.

That made his organs throb in his liver until he feared it would burst out of its owner's flesh.

A white hand that looked like it had never worked hard before gently placed it on the left side of his chest where Marcus had touched it before. Feeling the warmth coming from the other person to the point of not being able to keep his expression as smooth as before. Marcus slowly turned his head in another direction while Rei could only remain silent in amazement....

but

He didn't think of it himself, right?....Even though it was very soft and only occasionally twitched once....

But he was sure that the zombie in front of him…his heart was beating…

"I don't want to believe..."

Ray had an excited expression on his face as if he had found a precious gem. Of course, this discovery is even more valuable because it holds hope for humanity! No, first we have to investigate the source of this man and see what the cause might be. But where should I start?...Is it a good idea to investigate?...No....that would be too rude...

He had to compromise because the zombies in front of him weren't familiar yet.....

"Rei...set...consciousness."

Marcus noticed the beautiful sparkling eyes and felt strangely goosebumps. But he was not afraid. He saw another person with a smiley, worried expression and felt strangely amused, so he called him back to the real world before going any further.

Rei also scratched his chin lightly to relieve his embarrassment. I thought I must have acted creepy. So he turned around, facepalmed, went back to eating his own can of tuna and didn't say anything....

...But what should I say?...I'm still more curious....

"Well....how can I do it? Three years ago, I had never seen anything like this. Or are you helping me because you're not a full-fledged zombie? So you're half zombie? So why did you come to me?"

Ray is completely confused. Even he, a former researcher on this project, didn't know that there were zombies that could become human again without receiving the cure (that he invented). Even though it was invented, it has never been tested) showing that other animals must be able to heal themselves...

"Are there other zombies like you?"

"...." Marcus shook his head.

"So when did you feel like you had a human heart beating and thinking like a human being?"

For now, let's just ask for one thing. Just something that could point to some possibility that would lead humanity out of this hell. He agreed to find it. If it really isn't successful, the backup plan still exists.

"....No..I know...I don't know. ..is it related?"

Marcus hesitated. Because the brain is now quite numb and has difficulty processing when the conscious mind tells it. On that day, the first event that his heart beat was when 'Eat the blood of a young man'. If you answered like that, would the person in front of you be afraid and run away....

I don't want to move my lips just thinking about it....

"Try telling me.... Whatever it is, I want to hear it."

Marcus could only think hard.... The pleading face in front of him made him too weak to hold back that fear. He pushed himself up and walked a little closer to Rei. Until now, their faces were less than ten centimeters apart.

"You...don't be afraid of me."

"Yes!" Rei nodded as if he had been trained at a military camp. The young zombie saw this and smiled as thinly as his face could allow.

"I...eat...your blood."

What? He doesn't understand?

The young man next to him knew the answer besides not screaming or showing any disgust towards him. The tall and slender figure turned towards something for a long time. Searching around the entire building, his expression became even more lively. Marcus could only follow along in a slow manner as his body shouldn't expend too much energy if he hadn't touched the food yet....

It was strange that he didn't feel hungry when he smelled blood or brains floating on the wind like before...

suddenly!

"Slow, slow..don't be in a hurry."

Fortunately, Marcus was not far away watching. When he saw that another person who was quite tall and had considerable survival skills was using a chair to search for things on a two meter high cabinet, he felt a thrill in his heart because that place was close to the stairs. If you force your leg to turn or move up, there is a hope that you will actually become a corpse, but you will definitely not be able to walk again. Right now, Ray looked excited, like he'd get a golden shield of some kind if he could find it.

"Thank you, Marcus." Rei continued searching even after thanking the other party. Right now, my chest is pounding loudly because of excitement and joy. He was going to 'cure' this person. Confident that the medicine flowing in the bloodstream really works... But to use his own blood to treat other zombies in the world, there's a hope he'll run out of blood and die first.

The only way to do this now is to help Marcus first. 'His blood for this person alone is enough.'

It was very strange....I felt my heart pounding strangely from the sight of his familiar eyes. It feels like we know each other...have seen each other for a long time... Okay, from what I've heard Marcus tell. Only Marcus was the first to meet him. But just that look made him feel hot inside....that's all.

"Find..what? Please help...?"

Ray smiled and shook his head. White hands slowly picked up the first aid box. It was a box that was hidden so deep inside that it was almost impossible to see. But luckily, on the first day he came in, he examined it and found it, but thought he didn't use it, so he picked up the clutter. On the floor, go up and put it on top again. In my heart, I'm dancing wildly.

He turned back to the other person holding the chair with the most stern expression the young man had ever had. And that made the young zombies freeze....

"Hey Mr. Marcus? Hello.” A white hand gently brushed across Marcus's foreign face in an awkward manner. In fact, I wanted to tease him hard because I was sure that the person in front of me would definitely not bite him because he was hungry...other than being annoyed.

"be careful!"

Marcus quickly grabbed the other person when he saw that the person who was just playing because he was happy about something was about to jump off the table and wait for his foot to get stuck in the crack of the chair, causing his head to fall. He wouldn't be worried at all if it weren't for the stairs next to him....

"Thank you again." Ray sighed. In his chest, his liver pounded loudly and irregularly. I don't know if it was because of the thrill that almost ruined my little life or because Marcus' hands were bigger than normal Asians.

Ray searched through the nurse's box and soon found what he was looking for. A new, unused syringe tube was pulled out and displayed on the table. The young researcher smiled broadly. Picking it up, he stuck it into his own vein and slowly sucked it out.

Fresh blood flows in the syringe...

"Even though you're so conscious...would you mind if I injected my blood into you?"

Marcus wanted to say that no matter what Ray did, he would never mind. But that was too fast and he was afraid that the other party listening would be afraid of him first... Marcus shook his head slowly. Immediately, Ray pulled out his arm and carefully inserted the syringe into his artery.

....Hands are so light you can hardly feel it....

“It's finished...there may be side effects but I'm sure there's a part of your body that's adjusting back to being human. When the vaccine that is in my blood is injected, it must not be 70-90% effective and enough that you can return to eating like a normal human without being toxic.”

While pale lips were reciting The eyes that had always been staring were slowly approaching. Marcus couldn't deny that he couldn't stop himself...he had wanted to eat the person in front of him for a long time...and now his body couldn't stop himself. He slowly brought his face closer to the other person. The warm breath indicates the still life of the person in front....it's...attractive.

"Oh...a side effect..." He didn't even get to touch those lips. A soft hand suddenly pressed his face in front of him and said something that was very irritating to his ears even though his own face had turned red... Marcus pulled his hand away. Then he pressed his lips to the soft skin on his cheek and forehead, gently and lingering.

"Oh...uh...."

"Over two years....I've been watching you..for over two years."

"Whether it's when you..are hunted..by zombies...or humans.....I want to protect you.."

Ray was stunned. It's like a big wave washing away the little brain from the head. If it were an academic matter to tell Yao right now, he would definitely be able to answer and interject like an expert.....but the matter of his heart that was beating like a big drum right now....Rey Can't explain it....

This is...the owner of those warm and familiar eyes....

"Ray...from the first time we met...I fell in love with you...I can love you, right?"

'Whattttttt! ?'

He was confessed! ...Ray doesn't know how to answer. Because I had never experienced anything like this before in my entire life. Plus, my damn heart was pounding so hard with those words that I wanted to go crazy... The sight that looked at him made him tremble. It was the look in his eyes that he had always known. Eyes that express every feeling the owner wants to express....

He was so nervous about it that he wanted to put his face in the ground and run away.....What....is he shy?.....

"Oh...uh...Marcus....after this first. After when can you and me create a vaccine? ...Then I'll tell you the answer."

Just seeing Ray's expression and eyes made Marcus feel at ease. Marcus knew how the person in front of him was feeling and what his response would be. But he still wanted to listen...and wanted to see more of the other side's behavior. ....He wants to live with Ray for a long time.

“Alright, I'll protect you. No matter who it is...or whatever it is...let's give medicine to the world, Ray."

Ray smiled and laughed at the strange words of the foreigner in front of him. I only realized that some words of his language were clear and some were distorted when the young man spoke for a long time. However, Ray didn't tease anything. Standing up to his full height, he smiled sweetly, making the young zombie's heart melt.

“First of all, we need to find our allies first....Don't worry. No one can make me forget...except you."

Marcus smiled. He knew that what Rei said was because he accidentally made a bad expression. But Ray is different. Will you know that you have confessed your love? Marcus stood up and followed him before grabbing the young researcher's hand and holding it in his own.

"Thank you."

For answers, for everything....

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Towards the end of the wedding it started to stink...stink of love.

It's finished. It's just a short story. Don't take it too seriously. Focus on love, not action scenes or other scenes. If you want to know about how it will help the world, just imagine it yourself. Dess, I'm too lazy to write it _ haha.