Darker Twist | All of us are dead

╰┈➤ Chapter 14

"What happened to you?" Joon-yeong was quick to approach and ask Hye-wol when Na-yeon's fussing caught his attention.

The others, although still exhausted from running stare at her as they wait for her response, majority of them has worry written all over their face.

Hye-wol, on the other hand is still not over the fact that she cannot save I-sak, her body still has the remnants of faint electric current running in her veins.

"Get your grubby hands off of her, you dweeb," Na-yeon spat, slapping Joon-yeong's hand that was holding Hye-wol's cheeks.

Hye-wol saw the hurt that register on the bespectacled guy so she decided to say something, "Na-yeon, shut it."

Her cousin just roll her eyes in response, "I'm doing this for you so you shut it!"

"W-wha..." Her confusion was drown out by the terrified scream of Dae-su when a zombie reaches its hand from the window and grab him on the face, smearing blood all over his face.

Dae-su whimpers while Wujin tries to help his best friend, grabbing the fire extinguisher laying on the corner to bash it on the zombie's head.

'Wait... It's supposed to be Joon-yeong,' her eyes drifted to the lad beside her, 'Nevermind. Just a little change wouldn't affect the entire continuity, does it?'

"Wujin, be careful with the window. You might make the opening bigger," Cheong-san warns the guy as he haul up a table, Joon-yeong and Dae-su immediately helping to lift it up.

Hye-wol's forehead creases at the tone Cheong-san used. It's not on the script. The window is suppose to break for added intensity so their sense of urgency to leave the lab will be awaken.

Wujin climb up the cabinet to keep the table from falling down. Cheong-san followed, climbing up the cabinet too as he was handed a chair that he uses to block the space on top.

'Calm down, Shim Hye-wol. It must be the result of trying to negotiate with Coach Kang.' - Hye-wol told herself mentally.

"I---- We have to call the police again," Na-yeon told Hye-wol, "You look ugly when you're scared."

"I'm not scared!" Hye-wol retaliated but Na-yeon's already walking towards On-jo.

"Give me the phone. I'm gonna try calling again," she told On-jo.

"I'm sorry. I lost it." the smaller lass admitted.

Na-yeon, enraged, pushes On-jo harshly, "How dare you lose it?!"

Gyeong-su, who overheard the conversation exasperated, "Who cares? We got a safe room now."

Na-yeon scoff, "For all I know you all plan this. You're all disgusting,"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Gyeong-su responded.

"I'm not stupid. I can see through your lies. You intended to leave the door. If you haven't done that, the gym professor wouldn't have gotten to us. You want all of us to die, didn't you? For what? So you could put your pl---"

"Yah, Lee Na-yeon!" Cheong-san cut her statement before she could even blurt it out.

However, Na-yeon remained rooted on her place, ignoring the death glares directed to her, "What? I see. You're in with his plan too. You're all fucking disgusting!"

Hye-wol grab her head, feeling the sharp pounding assaulting her head and this time, it feels like her head is being pounded by a sledgehammer repeatedly. The commotion becomes muffled, only leaving ringing on her ears. But through the pain, she could sense someone's presence sitting beside her, an arm enclosing her with warmth, "You're going to be fine," Nam-ra coos at her.