What the hell am I watching?"
The guy in front of Kauri was choking on his own blood, begging for help. But not a single person showed him any sympathy.
"Stupid old man," Kauri mumbled as she placed her tomahawk axe back in its holder.
What just happened?
She glanced at me and waved her hand dismissively. "Sorry about that."
"Why... did you kill him?"
"Oh, he groped me. Just like I told you, seventy percent of the men here are thirsty for women," she said, before kicking the guy's corpse again.
Still, that's unnecessary...
"You should've chopped his arms off!" someone from the crowd shouted.
"Oh yeah, I should've done that. My bad!" Kauri laughed.
I looked at Belle, who was staring at the man's lifeless body with a blank expression.
"Y-you okay?" I asked.
She looked at me and nodded.
Who am I kidding? She's seen things worse than this.
"Ah, great, now I've got more blood on my clothes. Come on, let's go take a shower, you two."
I took one last glance at the bloodied body before following Kauri. Some people kicked the guy's corpse, while others spat on it.
What's wrong with these people?
- - -
"The fuck happened to you?" a guy holding a guitar asked as we reached a large military tent.
"Killed a weird guy at the entrance," Kauri replied.
"Damn it woman, that's the third one this week. Why not just slap their faces or stab their hands? Killing's a bit too much."
Is stabbing people normal around here?
"Save me the lecture, Aaron. Just be thankful I removed another creepy old dude around here."
"Fine, have it your way. Who's that lady behind you?" he asked.
I stepped up and nodded.
"Cyra, meet Aaron, a buddy of mine," Kauri introduced.
Brown skin, an attractive beard, and dark, messy hair—he looked like my Filipino friend back in college.
Aaron offered a handshake, but I refused.
"I'm afraid I'm too unpleasant for that," I said, showing him my dirty hands.
"What? Come on, man, the world's different now. A handshake with those hands doesn't bother me," he said, which made me shrug and accept it.
"Hi, Aaron!" Belle smiled.
"Oh, look who's here? I'm glad they brought you back safe and sound," he smiled back.
Belle then stared at the ground and giggled.
"You two, come here," Kauri invited, entering the tent.
The inside was spacious. Portable tables and chairs were in the middle, and sleeping bags were folded along the sides.
"Aaron, do we have an extra bar of soap?" Kauri asked.
"Check the duffle bags."
"This is bigger than the tent Dean and I are staying in," Belle mumbled.
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Days are Gone (Under Massive Editing - Republishing Chapters)
Ciencia FicciónIn a world where the dead started walking, few people inherited traits that were considered peculiar. Once bitten, they'll turn, not as infected, but something else. People call them... "Rejected Subjects" - - - The story begins with Cyra, a twenty...
