( Low AP) .&& Survivor

     ‘this town is nothing like what the rumors have said.’ jokes between colleagues, how they’re trying to spook the rookie agent dispatched from the investigation group. it was a solo mission, naturally the risk was high without a single refute to the difficulty. based on his experience and his capability to survive, he was entrusted this role. to avoid similar disaster as what he experienced before, apparently, the availability for other options seemed to be nil. ‘better find a place to settle in if i don’t wanna get soaked.’ generally, asking the nearest citizen around him would be the shortcut to allocate the position of a hotel or so. ‘uhm, sorry ma’am, do you know any hotels nearby that’s available for tourist?’

     in a world that’s beyond the call for salvation, what’s he supposed to do? World’s gone mad, he’s been indulged in the thoughts of madness. he wished to stop moving, giving up his persistent escape against the horde of zombies, fear got better of him, he wouldn’t. fear became his driving force, with a lingering hope to find other survivors around him. it was tough to secure a safe area where zombies won’t be around, but he eventually made it. yet, that lasted for a brief second the moment a footstep barged into his safe zone. without any hesitations, the rookie lifted up his gun, aiming at the source of the sound. ‘freeze, stop right where you are or i’ll shoot!’

     ‘my ear sure rings a ton from that.’ that’s a great way to wake up from a morning call.

     ‘this is why i joined the force for.’ 

     ‘thank you for um, guiding me out there, jill, is it?’