SCHOOL OF THE DEAD

KABANATA 1

Masakit ang ulo ko. Iyon ang tanging namumutawi sa akin noong magising. Iyon nga lang, kahit sa nanliliit na mga mata alam kong hindi pamilyar ang paligid.

Nasa ospital ba ako? Pero bakit hindi larawan ng ospital itong nakikita ko na ngayon?

It was a... decent room. No, not exactly decent because... it was quite an expensive looking room.

Isang malambot na king size bed ang kinahihigaan ko ngayon at nang inilibot ang tingin sa paligid ay mistula ako nasa isang modern well-furnished na mamahaling kuwarto.

Kaninong kuwarto to? Hindi ganito ang ospital?

Kumirot ang sentido kaya madaling napahawak ako sa ulo ko. Ngumingiwi sa sakit. Tila ba mahahati ang bungo ano mang sandali.

'Mahal na mahal ko si Warren at hindi ako makakapayag na may umagaw na iba sa kaniya mula sa akin!'

'Magdudusa ang sino mang babaeng aagaw sa mahal ko!'

'Warren Demarcus is only for me! He's for Trista Sylvan only! Mine! Mine!!!!!'

"Ackkk!!!!"

My face contorted with the pain. I groaned while trying to grasped my head with both hands wishing that the pain will stop with that but unfortunately not only the continuous strike of pain hitting me but some memories as well.

Who is it?! What is it?! What the hell is this?!

Parang lindol sa utak ko ang namumutawing boses na iyon. Ang mga sigaw na iyon ang tila hahati sa sentido ko. Beads of sweat drenched me. My breathing was so heavy that I think I might die soon with this pain but all of a sudden the pain stopped.

Minulat ko ang mga mata habang nanginginig pa ang buong katawan, ang mga kamay ay nasa ulo parin. Tila may bumbilyang sumindi kaya nagbukas ang takbo ng pag-iisip. An incredulous thought suddenly flashed to me when a familiar name caught my attention.

Sylvan? Demarcus?

"Warren D-Demarcus...?" Came my raspy and nervous voice.

Suddenly like a thunder a very familiar line or a quote revisit me.

'Remember this, I will protect you with all of me, Amara. I will always protect you.'

Nanginginig ang labi habang nararamdaman ko ang panlalamig ng tiyan. Slowly retracting my hands away from my head my eyes wander unconsciously to the place and when the vanity mirror reflected me I almost gasped in horror.

Opposite to an horrendous ghost I'm expecting, an angelic and beautiful girl was the reflection. Her skin was pale white like that of milk. Her hair was black like an ink, straight and long up to her elbows. Her misty round eyes, black yet with a spark of brilliance, bright and bold yet with innocence. Her gentle yet thick eyebrows and small button nose and that pinkish thin lips. A very delicate beauty... Only that this is the undisputed description of a certain canon fodder villain in a novel I'm fully aware and known by heart.

The girl in the reflection is no other than—I'm so sure of—is Trista Marguerite Sylvan!

And the novel I'm so sure as hell as well is no other than the...

School of the Dead!!!!

Si Trista Marguerite Sylvan ay pahapyaw lang na binanggit sa kuwento. Ang tanging malinaw na ambag nito sa kuwento ng mga bida ay ang marubdob na obsesyon nito sa kay Warren Demarcus. This particular mere character is said to be a rich man's spoiled rotten daughter who is currently the best Ballet student in the Ruedard Academy of Dance. Inihalintulad sa isang maamong anghel ang sinasabing ganda nito ngunit si Amara Guida pa rin ang tanging babae sa mga mata ni Warren Demarcus.

Like the wind, this Trista Sylvan was gone the moment the virus outbreak start, a very much first casualty. She was terribly bitten by the virus-carrier-puppy which is owned by the antagonist that resulted for the mass bloody chaos. Pagkatapos niyang makagat ay naging infected at makalipas ang limang minuto ay naging zombie na at naghasik na ng lagim. Iyon na iyon.

Survival. The story is all about the survival of these teenagers. Tanda kong inabot ng siyam na taon bago matapos ang kuwentong School Of The Dead. Nagkaroon ito ng sampung seasons at sa lahat ng iyon nanatiling buhay ang mga bida.

I read the first season of SOTD to relieve some stress from everything but ended up anxious and frustrated for the main characters. Sa huli inaabangan ko na kapag may update hanggang sa umabot ako sa huling season nito. I like the bravery and the leadership that the Main Lead presented. I like the positivity and humanity the Female Lead showcases. I love that they all give their best to survive although there are sacrifices and mishaps.

At isa pa, gusto ko ang kuwento na iyon dahil sa quality na ipinakikita ng bidang si Warren Demarcus na siyang tila standard ngayon sa paghahanap ng boyfriend o asawa.

Pero ngayon na naririto ako... sa loob ng libro... at ito pang klase ng libro ay gusto nang sumabog ng utak at puso ko.

Malas nga yata talaga ako tulad ng sabi nila...

Mula sa repleksyon ay kita kong unti-unti ng pumatak ang mga luha ko at sa huli ang malakas na hagulgol ko ang maririnig sa kabuuan ng kuwarto.

Which is the real hell for me then?

My reality or this seemingly phenomenal life transmigration?

Either way, I'm always be at doomed.

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