𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐋 , all of us are dead [ o.h ]

𝐱𝐯𝐢.

"My mom and dad... they came to the school to save me." Hyun-woo looked over his shoulder, seeing Ji-min talking into the video recorder that they had found next to the piano. "The police... and firefighters never came. If anybody is watching this after, punish them. All involved." She sniffled as a tear ran down her cheek. "They abandoned us. All of them. I'll make you pay. Hi, mom. Hi, dad. I'll stay alive and get revenge. I'll kill all the zombies... and anyone else." Her hand fell into her lap, tears flowing like a river from her eyes.

She put the camera next to her on the table, and Hyo-ryung was the next to pick it up and start recording themselves.

"Mom. And dad," She waved to the camera. "Hello. I'm here with some of my classmates and they're really good to me. Let me just show you them." She panned the camera over to the group that sat near her. "Uh, um... Mom, dad... I miss you." Her voice trembled as she fought back tears, trying to keep a smile. "I miss you both. And, um, I'm so sorry." She sniffled, putting the camera in her lap as she cried softly

"Um, give it to me," Woo-jin held his hand out. Hyo-ryung leaned over and gave it to him. He began to record himself.

"Hey, mom," Woo-jin began, "I want a raise in allowance."

He passed the camera to Dae-su as Hyun-woo laughed softly. Su-hyeok looked at him in confusion, which the shorter ignored.

"Is it ready to go?" Dae-su asked.

"Yes."

Dae-su cleared his throat, "Music and lyrics by intergalactic superstar Yang Dae-su. Beat." Yoon-jeong tapped his foot as Dae-su began to sing.

"Chicken tastes better fried in olive oil,
Pork tastes better than soy meat,
Strawberry cake tastes better than plain strawberries,
What makes me laugh, laugh, laugh,
Is trans fat."

He finished the song, holding the camera out to Cheong-san. "Cheong-san?"

Cheong-san took it, angling the camera to himself. "Mom. It's me. Dad, you're okay too, right? I'm... I'm good." He lowered the camera, before giving it to On-jo.

The younger twin took a deep breath. "Hi, dad."

Hyun-woo's eyes watered, looking at his lap as he went to pull his sleeves over his hands before realising he didn't have any sleeves, laughing quietly to himself. Su-hyeok grabbed his hand gently after a moment of hesitation.

"I miss you," On-jo looked over at her brother, "Hyun-woo and I both do. You're not here, but I waited for you all night, and we're holding on together. Yes, Hyun-woo is taking very good care of me. You say being healthy is better than getting good grades. You said you'd be the first to come if anything ever happened. And you're okay, right? You have to be okay, dad. You don't have to come save us, but... but still, I wish you'd come. I really thought you would be here by now." Her quiet cries kept interrupting her sentences. She sniffled a few times, trying to get control of her breathing. "But I'm okay. Usually, I save this for my allowance, but I'll say it for free here. Dad, I... I love you. I love you. I really love you." She did a finger heart to the camera before the camera turned off.

Hyun-woo reached up to wipe his tears eyes before they could overflow, looking anywhere but in the direction of his sister, or to meet his boyfriend's sad gaze.

He forced himself to wipe his face as On-jo walked over to them, offering them the camera.

"You guys can leave a message as well if you want to," She whispered, her voice thick as she looked at Hyun-woo's bite.

Su-hyeok took the camera first. "I don't really have something to say." He looked at Nam-ra. "You?"

She looked at the camera and shook her head. He turned to Hyun-woo. "You?"