My Father Undead || LCF Zombie Apocalypse AU

A Distant Memory

Cale doesn't remember much of his life before he died, just an occasional deja vu sometimes much to his chagrin.

Looking back, he sometimes wonder how he ended up with such state. Neck and arms chained with an oxygen mask donning the lower half of his face. His red hair flowing with every move with the water that was encasing him in his very own capsule.

"His vitals are normal, though he still wouldn't talk. But he showed high intelligence and fast recovery."

Cale only looked and listened to the two figures outside his capsule.

"As expected of a renowned scientist. Continue looking after him." Adin says, placing his palm on the casing as Cale's chains clanked when he moved.

"I expect wonderful results, Eruhaben-nim."

The blonde man only bowed and stayed that way seconds after Adin left.

Eruhaben then sighed, looking at Cale while tapping notebook repeatedly.

Tap. Scritch.

Cale's eyebrows twitched in curiosity when he found a pattern in Eruhaben's demeanor. Just like how he would tap and scritch the cover  then pausing before continuing again.

"Do you want to?" Eruhaben mouthed, letting Cale read his words by his lips.

Cale tilted his head in confusion, before he could see Eruhaben writing something in his notebook.

-.. --- / -.-- --- ..- / .-- .- -. - / - --- / . ... -.-. .- .--. . ..--..

It only took three seconds for the redhead to look before the piece of paper turned to gold dusts, further fading into thin air as Eruhaben acted like he didn't wrote anything towards Cale.

And it only took three seconds for Cale to memorize what was written in that piece of paper.

Dots and dashes. Morse code.

The chains reverberated against the water, the friction holding him were creating scrapes around his already dead and cold skin making it bleed albeit his heart already stopped beating.

Cale could hear his own breathing in the oxygen mask he's wearing.

'Do you want to escape.' Was what was written in that small piece of paper.

Escape, huh. Cale wonders if he really should escape. But then again, after he does, what's next? Surely the survivors will only kill him since he's already a monster in their eyes. Judging by the fact that he's an evolved one, his chances of being not killed is close to how you win in lottery.

But it was never impossible.

Cale’s fingers ran through the glass encasing him, a fuzzy memory erupting in his head as he stared at his own reflection.

"Human! Can we play?"

The sound of giggles echoed throughout the large field, a small child pulling an older man as the autumnal wind ushered to their faces.

"I will play with you if you call me Dad."

Cale couldn't quite remember what happened next, nor what was the child's name.

He could only vividly remember his emotions overflowing in his chest while he watched the child, and how that very child would swish the stray golden wheats like it was his enemies he was slaying down.

There was a dragonfly too, accompanying them as they watched the setting of the sun over the horizon.

"1108, it's time for your tests. Behave now."