Lee Cheong-san x Lee Na-yeon | All of Us Are Dead

Silver Lining

Na-Yeon slowly woke up as her alarm kept on ringing, she just stared at the ceiling of her tent for a few moments as it rang not really wanting to move. Eventually, she reached for it and shut it off as she sat up in her bed. She looked to her side and saw some food already placed by her makeshift bedside. Na-Yeon smiled because she knew who had done it and she appreciated the girl more so every day. She got out of her sleeping bag and proceeded to start eating as she thought over what had happened since they had escaped the city.

It had been 4 months since then, 4 months since they had barely escaped the city with their lives, she could remember how happy she felt when she had seen the soldiers even after they shot at them. They had thought that this was happening all over the world and had just been aiming to get somewhere safer than a city but they later found out from the soldiers that they had managed to contain it in their city before it could spread further. She also knew that it meant they had left them to die, at first it had made the group mad for a few months till they saw the selfishness they had to save themselves.

They had thought the soldiers might kill them since that was what the soldiers on the roof had said back to them. But as the hours passed and more and more survivors had come out of the shadows and ruins of the city the government had reluctantly decided not to kill them, especially as some people had managed to capture footage of what was happening with the survivors and leaked it out to the rest of the world.

The backlash must have been severe because she remembered a story of one of the generals killing himself because of this and the army immediately moved from waiting on the edge of whether to kill them or spare them. But they had been something about some zombies hiding as people that went crazy and attacked people in the camp and they immediately knew it was someone like Nam-ra and Gwi-nam. So because of that none of them could immediately be sent into the city and as far away from this hell as possible. The army and people had decided that they would be kept inside the infected zone and a refuge built inside.

Obviously, the survivors had been angry about being forced to stay inside here and as the months passed some of the survivors had been angered by the situation that it pushed them to violence, they were quickly put down ... while others accepted it. Because for the others being under guns and guard was better than hiding like rats in the city to avoid being eaten, they were mothers and fathers without families and children without parents. The army had made sure to test all of them thoroughly to the point that it seemed like torture and all of them held out while others were taken by the army and never seen again.

The first time they had been allowed to talk with people on the outside she had been so excited that she woke up early to be at the front of the line to use the computer to video call. They were still kept in an information blackout to avoid anything more about the area or their situation leaking out to the public. After waiting a while for an hour or two super early in the morning she was welcomed into the room where two guards stood at the ready with rifles staring at her as she sat down on a single chair and desk centred in the room. The guards stood at each corner on the opposite side of the room with a large mirror that she now knew was a one-way window, they were watching her, they were watching everyone.

She sat down on the computer and moments later she saw the call start, she knew they were monitoring whatever she said but she wasn't planning on leaking anything, she just wanted to talk to her family. Her dad's face filled the screen with her mom sitting by his side and she immediately began to cry, she saw her father crying as well not even having said a word as he tried to reach for her through the scream, "Dad" she said between her cries, "Princess." She wanted more than anything to go home right then, she was so glad that her family had been travelling when this disaster had started and not been caught up in its craziness, most people had not been that lucky. Na-Yeon could see her mother trying to hold on to her regal ways but could also see the tears streaking down her face as she tried to face away. Even now she was trying to be regal, which caused a laugh to burst out of her through her cries, because even if she hated it, she was happy for something so familiar.