??ˋ. The beginning of the end - Minsung

Chapter 1, ??? - I'm not alone now, But how long will that really last?

"Soohee– I don't think-" A woman says. "Shut up. Shut up." She shouts her eyes tightly closed. This feels all too familiar, Being accused of murder. And it doesn't feel any better than it did the first time. How am I supposed to explain this? 'I'm a murderer, But I didn't actually kill that woman. Sorry.' Obviously I'm not going to outright say that.

The girl was too stuck up in her own head, My hand twitches as she cocked the gun closer. I felt the cold metal gun nearly freeze my head. "I didn't kill her." I grumble, It was the truth. I feel more like a victim than ever and that's kind of a shocker.

I didn't think she, Or they would believe me either.

"Soohee.." The man from earlier places a hand on the gun and lowers it with a soft voice. "I don't think he did it." I hesitantly turn my head to the girl nervous to meet her gaze, To see the madness, And the sadness all piled into one on her face.

She trembles staring at the gun deeply as if it was at fault. Though truthfully it is at fault for alot of things. I didn't know what to say next, My thoughts were jumbled yet again and I stand here waiting for something to happen, For someone to say something.

Soohee hugs her dad so tight her knuckles go white, She sobs into his neck muffled and he hugged her very tightly too. The scene in front of me was depressing to see, And I just stare.

"You know it might've been the Z's." He whispered into her ear, But I heard very clearly. What in the holy hell are Z's? More questions got caught in my throat ready to be released, But are they ready to tell me what the fuck is going on? Somebody has to.

The broad man opened his eyes and released the girl, He held her shoulders tight and nodded to the cabin. "You go get some rest, I'll take care of the rest." He whispered softly to her again. By the rest, Does he mean the slimy remains stuck in that house? Or does he mean getting rid of me? I watch soohee disappear into the wooden cabin door, Until I can see are the lights illuminating the room from the windows.

The man turns to me. Will I finally get an explanation? It feels like some kind of inside joke I'm not let in on. Like it's a surprise birthday party and everybody knows of it but me. He waves the other people off who were just standing there. The crowd soon dispersed so it's only me and him standing.

We stood there in silence holding deathly eye contact, I know he wants to know who I am and why the hell am I here. Is he waiting for me to say something? I didn't know what to say.

"Look, I know you didn't kill her." He gets to the point, And I wait for him to say more, Like how he knows I didn't do it. "You said you saw someone getting eaten up, Correct?" I just nod.

He sighs, And gestures with his hand for me to follow. He doesn't wait for me to come though, Just goes further where a tent is located nearby but not that far away. He's giving me the decision to either run or follow him like he said, And I would've ran. I would've ran so far away I see the croaky old buildings of my hometown so I can finally get home to my sister. But I didn't, Because the yearning to finding out what the hell is happening overcame it unbelievably.

So I follow him into the surprisingly sizable and stable tent-house. I push the fabric gently out of the way when I enter. The tent was lit up like an actual house. Where the hell did he buy this? He sets an item on the table and sits on the bed, Then he pats the spot next to him and I have no choice but to go along with it.

We sit there in silence for a few moments, With the only actual sound being our breathing or the common sound of nature doing it's thing. I put my hands in my lap waiting for him to say something. "I'm taking it you don't know what's going on?" He questions. It's true, And I desperately want to know. So I nod.

He licks his lip, Having a contemplative look on his face and I stare at his side profile waiting for him to say more. "You won't like what I'm gonna say next then. And it will probably sound crazy as fuck but.. You've already seen it." He grimaces. Say it.

"There's been this thing going around, A virus, A disease. Whatever you wanna call it where if you get bitten, You turn into one of them. And there is no cure. What you saw, Was the beginning of the dead coming to life. And the dead only have one need." I furrowed my eyebrows, What the fuck. I would've thought this guy was crazy on any normal day if what he was saying wasn't the truth.

"What are their need?" I press my lips into a tight line. I can't believe what I just heard. "The need to feed."  He turns to stare at me, He has a mixture of sorrow and regret on his face and I know it must show on mine too. But I all know now is that I need to head home right fucking now if I don't want the dead to get to my sister, Too.

I abruptly get up and stand in silence for a moment. Why did I have to fuck up so bad in life? I swore to protect jihyo and Eomma and I lied, I lied straight to the depths of hell. By the end of this, I know I'm not going to neither hell nor heaven, I'm gonna turn into one of those things. Thoughtless and blood-hungry for a human to feed on. That fate alone is even worse than hell.

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