Chapter 7. You Don't Need a Password.

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Jung-hoon helped Hae-won onto a desk and watched over her as she was dying from the immense running she had to deal with.

"Hey, you doing okay?" Jung-hoon asked while sitting on top of the desk looking at her.

"Nope, my legs feel tired.." Hae-won said while panting to catch her breath.

"I understand, I bet you will be better by 5 minutes." Jung-hoon guessed making Hae-won scoff and smirk.

"Everyone I have an idea!" Cheong-san yelled catching everyone's attention.

"What is it broski?" Gyeong-su said while trying to fend off the zombies.

"Everyone look for phones!" Cheong-san said.

"I'll just stay here." Hae-won said exhaustingly.

"Nope, help us. I think you're already better." Su-hyeok chimed in.

Hae-won whined as Su-hyeok held out a hand for her to grab which she did.

She limped across the classroom checking everyone's desks and backpacks.

"Found one!" Seong-min said.

"It's Yeon-ju's.." Seong-min added.

Seong-min handed the phone to Hye-jin.

"Shit! It's locked." Hye-jin said clearly pissed off.

"Hey, give me that." Young-rae chimed in and took the phone from Hye-jin.

Young-rae tried to open it himself.

"Why the fuck won't this combination work?" Young-rae said while taping the phone aggressively.

"Hey calm down!" Cheong-san said, "Maybe it's her birthday?"

"Oh yeahhh," Young-rae said dumbfounded.

Hana looked around while standing near Cheong-san.

"Wait!" She said, "There's Yeon-ju right there." She said while pointing to the door.

"Ew." Nayeon mumbled under her breath after seeing Yeon-ju's rotting face up close to the glass door that Gyeong-su was at.

Seong-min snatched the phone out of Cheong-san's hand and daringly went up to Yeon-ju's rotting face putting the phone near to the window on the door.

Yeon-ju kept growling while banging on the door moving her head around, spitting a bit of blood on the window visible to the students.

"Cmon" Seong-min said while getting a bit closer.

"Ugh, let me try." Jeong-hui said while signaling Seong-min to hand him over the phone.

Jeong-hui went as close as he could but it still didn't work.

"Stupid fucking phone can't even identify the zombified owner, wow." He said while trying to get the face id to work.

On-jo walked over and yelled, "Hey! Idiots, you don't need a password to call the police."

"Oh." Jeong-hui said dumbfounded and groaned.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Jeong-hui said.

"Because I thought you would figure it out sooner." On-jo replied back.

"Well clearly none of us did, what if all police stations got attacked by zombies now?" Jeong-hui said, his voice getting more louder.

"Well call the police station now before it becomes too late. And quiet down before more zombies start coming in and eventually kill us all while staying here." On-jo said.

Jeong-hui nodded and started to dial 112..

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