Amidst the blood-stained streets and crumbling buildings of a world ravaged by the undead, Bright and Win find an unexpected connection between them. They discover that even amidst death's relentless grip, love can still thrive.
A Zombie Apocalypse...
Warning: descriptive imagery of blood, death, murder and zombies
Happiness is the greatest form of success
-Anonymous
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This world is beautiful only because of you. Look at the blood-stained streets around us. There's no beauty. Everything has changed, but only one hasn't ⎼ My feelings for you.
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It all started when a neurotropic virus similar to rabies spread in the capital of the country, Cargo. The cause of the infection was never discovered as the virus spread through the country at a speed that even a lockdown or martial law couldn't control it.
The ones who didn't get infected by the virus fled to other countries. Refugees were collected in those countries, but everyone was careful not to take them in without isolation. So the isolation processes began.
All the borders that separated Cargo got closed off forever. After a few months, once the refugees from Cargo got tested negative for the virus, my country, Ocasta, decided it was time to send a volunteer team to Cargo in search of survivors. It sounded insane in everyone's ears, but a set of volunteers, including myself, came to the Military Headquarters within a week.
"The virus is similar to rabies, and it travels via central nerves and finally affects the brain of the victim. But, the infection is caused only if the virus directly enters the bloodstream. The sick show no symptoms until it reaches the brain. The infected ones mostly target necks." the lieutenant explains.
"So do we only have to protect our necks?" one of the volunteers asks.
"No. The virus can spread from anywhere as long as it goes through the bloodstream. There are two methods by which one can get infected. Either by getting bitten by an infected or getting scratched by one."
Whispers and murmurs spread in the meeting room. Everyone seems to be having second thoughts about coming here.
"We are done with sharing the basic information about the situation. If you still wish to volunteer in this journey, follow Captain Tay to the front office."
A few walk out of the room, fearing they might catch the virus if they volunteer. I watch as half of the volunteers leave.
I walk to Captain Tay. I stand by his side until a handful of volunteers stand beside me. As the meeting room clears up, Captain Tay takes us to the front office, where we get sent to rooms to rest for the day.
In the next few days, we learn more about the infected ones and learn survival instincts. We were divided into three groups, with four in each team. When the day comes for us to leave, they provide us with a black uniform and several weapons for our safety.
