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LOST IN HELL
level 𝟶𝟶𝟶𝟸!

I took one step back, still with the gun pointed out

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I took one step back, still with the gun
pointed out.

"What... are you?" I muttered almost in whisper. And when I just thought this raven haired man wouldn't hear that, apparently it was the opposite.

He nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders.

With now smirking down at me just like he's saying,

'i don't know either'.

And yes, I'm shorter than him because I noticed how much I have to look up to just seeing his eyes.

"No sir, you can't just shrug at me like that. Now I can see some visible wounds on you, some of them look like bites and almost all of them are.. in a healing state." I sharpened my sight again, examining him. Then shifted it to his eyes, he only raised an eyebrow at me as a response. Like saying 'yeah, and?'

"You clearly.. not a human.. because you're paler than regular healthy skin and have some wounds. But also you still understand what I said and can respond to it, even saved me and this kid from other zombs..." I mutters again as he nodded at me confirmed my observation, 'yup.'

"Can you speak?" I piped up.

And he only shrugged his shoulders again while tilting his head to the side, 'kinda?'

"So I take that as.. difficult?"

He nodded and smiled.

I lowered my gun and sighed, one hand on my hip and the other palm rubbing my face.

I clearly don't know what to do.

But at some point, I already have a decision.

At least I can't just leave him here all alone if I want to know more about what happened to him, isn't it?

"So..." I started to glance around, trying to find the right words. I gave up.

As I sighed and turned my gaze back to his.

"Would you, uh.. come home with me?" I immediately cringed at myself after what I just said.. to a literal stranger.. and HE'S NOT EVEN HUMAN.

Surprisingly, he suddenly delighted and nodded elatedly at me, even started to step closer with open arms and grinning.

"Oh no, no huggies." I extended a hand in between us just close enough and almost touched his chest. And it successfully made him drop his arms and pout.

And surprisingly, again.. he moved to take my hand and press it against his chest.

WHAT IS HE GONNA DO? I LITERALLY CAN'T PREDICT HIM AT ALL.

I furrowed and looked at his face, he was still wearing that cheeky smile.. but I still didn't understand. And then I looked at my hand on his chest, he still holding it firmly, making me can't retreat my hand so soon.

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