"It's a... Suspicious arrangement."
They got to Seoul finally and well, it's a lot more trashed than they thought it would be. You can tell a lot of it is on purpose. Whether it's to keep more infected out or because it's convenient for someone. To say that they're freaked out is an understatement of the reality.
Namjoon tries to form a route, but it is impossible. To say what is coming or what is going is like placing yourself in wonderland. At the same time and luckily, they have not run into anyone along the way. Military, people, animals; only one or another infected that takes advantage of even the slightest shadow to try to reach them.
And end up being run over.
They have left many run over these days.
"We can look for a tall building that doesn't look fragile and watch from above." recommends one of the girls in the group.
"That could also expose us." argues another hesitantly about it.
"Okay, let's vote," announces Namjoon in the absence of homogeneity between the two groups. "Who wants to look for a tall building to check?"
Most raise their hands, including Yoongi, Hoseok and Taehyung. Namjoon shrugs his shoulders raising his hands, with Jin judging him with his eyes, wary and angry. He can't do anything if that's what the majority wants.
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He sneezes and shakes his head, black hair hitting him in the face. Today he didn't want to tie it up or do anything with it. He holds the knife better in his hand and takes a deep breath. Jungkook volunteered to do some cleaning of the apartment they are going to occupy in the residential building. They discovered that there are several untouched areas from the bombing. The ones that were the worst have some X-shaped marks with paint. It is easy to pinpoint them as the targets.
Likewise, going to stable locations far from that attack, there is a possibility that there are infected people inside. Staying in a sunny area - or as much as possible with depressing weather - and checking as much as possible, they found an unoccupied place. However, for the apartment they are going to occupy, they decided to do a check for protection.
Jungkook knocks on the door and gives a slight exclamation when the door receives knocks back. He looks around and picks up a broom. He steps back and opens it with the broom, it being a sliding door. The infected comes out and to Jungkook's displeasure, it is a girl. She couldn't have been more than six years old. On her skin there is a huge bite, but also a bandage falling off.
Someone tried to heal her and she was transformed. Jungkook plunges the knife into her head and the body falls limp. Jungkook bites his lips, uneasy and disgusted. He hates seeing children like this. Enters the room and finds on the floor a body so devoured that, despite being turned, it can't even crawl.
It's more like a huge mass of rotting flesh and intestines rotting there. He resists the urge to vomit and opens the window to let the smell out.
"Looks like you- Shit, more than one thing died in here. Gross." Hoseok turns around to leave, about to vomit. Jungkook hurries to gather what he finds useful. From clothes - for it could be bandages, sheets or pillows if they are made up - to some toys and treats.
As soon as he's done he closes the door, tucking the carcass inside so as not to fill the apartment with the smell.
"There, cleaned up. Nothing happened." he smiles nervously with his hands on his hips. Hoseok continues with his face scrunched up. The smell sticking to his nose.
"Nothing, right" scoffs Hoseok ungraciously. "Already the floor is clean, it remains to go to Namjoon and see what we'll do now with all this military and blablabla."
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Sempiternal: •Broken• || Book 2#
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