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By I Hate Myself Because

















𝙸𝙽 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃
- From Previously

"What the fuck." Was all I could say as my eyes lands on one figure, staring right up at me and then suddenly, all of them were.

They know where I fucking am?!

"D-dream I think we need to get out." My chest heaves rapidly as I backed away from the window upon seeing the creatures start running into the building where we were currently.

"What do you-?" I didn't respond and just took my bat from the doorframe and ran out, hearing Dreams footsteps follow closely behind me.

Shit, We can't go up, we'd get stuck.

I looked around and headed to the left, where the second staircase is. The classroom we were in earlier was 3C, meant it was in the furthest left, that also meant it looked like it was in the furthest right from the outside of the building.

If they have common sense, they'd go up both the staircases to block where we're going and fuck, please to god, I hope they don't.

I rush through the corridor, avoiding the lockers and the dead bodies on the floor in the process. It didn't take long until we hear the loud footsteps and the growls throughout the hallway, closely following behind us.

Once I was running down the staircase, I see Dream slide pass me through the railing and with that he reached the grounds first and had to fight off the zombies that were on the floor which I just avoided and ran past from.

The amount of undead that were chasing me grew as I continued to run towards the school's exit only to find out the harsh way that it's very much locked.

I looked around for anything, behind me to see Dream running towards me with a few hundreds of infected chasing after him and beside me to see a-not-so-safe looking guardhouse which I thought at the moment was the safest bet.

I opened the door and fortunately, it was unlocked. I waited for Dream to reach the room before closing the door and locking it behind me, finally being able to catch my breath.

That's when I finally looked around the guard house. The lights were flickering and everything was wrecked and knocked down onto the floor.

Panting heavily, I dropped my baseball bat and collapsed against a stool in the corner, the exhaustion finally hitting me like a brick.

"Holy shit." I breathed out as all my adrenaline decapitates into thin air. We just ran from god knows how many fucking zombies there are outside. Are they even zombies? They're definitely not as dumb as I hoped them to be.

"WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?!" Dream suddenly yelled as he glared at my direction. "NOW WE'RE STUCK HERE!" He threw his golf club somewhere in the room in pure anger.

"Then you shouldn't have fucking followed me, idiot!" I yelled back, We knew yelling wasn't going to make everything better but things couldn't get any worse than it had already become.

"Whatever." He grumbles and starts to look around for something. Not only were we trapped inside a 16 by 16 foot guard house but I'm also starting to get hungry from all the running I had done.

I was focused staring into space when my phone rings catching not only mine but Dreams attention aswell. I didn't waste anytime and searched for it through my bag, finally getting a hold of it.

"Hello, This is Y/n, right?" I recognized that voice all too well. "Yeah yeah. This is Y/n." I responded. This was the guy from earlier, A hookup I gave my number to.

"It's Kai, From earlier, Are you still in campus?" I didn't give a shit about his name but hummed in reply anyways. "Where are you right now? With all this uhm freaky zombie shit yknow?"

"Are you in the campus? Where are you?" I looked over at Dream, who was listening in anticipation. "The building, next to the gymnasium to the right, 2nd floor in the middle." I looked out the window to estimate if we could save this motherfucker but all I see is the zombies standing menacingly outside.

"Shit. Uhm..." But then an idea pops into my head. I muted myself and looked at Dream. "How far is the gymnasium from here?" I asked and he only furrowed his eyebrows. "You're not thinking of saving him, are you?"

"Just fucking answer me, damn it!" I yelled out in frustration and his eyes widen in surprise. "Across the grounds from here, behind the cafeteria." He finally answers and I nod.

"Do you have the key to the gate?" Dream held up the key he got from somewhere I don't care enough to know.

I unmuted myself. "I'm gonna get you out, but first. I want you to look for a book, something you could throw in the grounds to distract the motherfuckers."

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