apocalypse

seven

It was sad this whole week. No laughter, happy conversations, it was all just sad. It was already sad and grey from the dead taking over the world but losing someone during this was even more heartbreaking. 

Jisung's steps were heavy as they walked on the dirt ground. His eyes were sore and tired since he cried for the whole week. He still felt like crying each time Jeongin came to his mind and each time Chan blanked out, sadness washing over his worn-out face. 

They were all silent as they walked through the tall patches of grass and were still quiet when they murdered a walker. Seungmin pulled his weapon right out from the walker's head and as he looked up and past a tree, he noticed something. 

"Chan." He tugged at the older's shirt which caused him to stop walking and let out a tired hum. 

Seungmin pointed to what he saw. Chan eyebrows furrowed as he took a glance at it. A farm?

"It's a farm." He said turning around to look at the rest of the group. 

Minho stood next to him and peak through the trees and right to the farmhouse in the distance.

"Ay' I say we go it could be good shelter. By the looks of it, it looks abandoned?" Minho took a glance at Chan who looked like he was thinking it over. 

Only a few walkers roamed right past the fence, and they could take those on easily. And everyone needed rest, especially both Jisung and Chan. 

"Yeah, it could be good shelter. And we could clear it out in case there's a bunch of walkers roaming inside." Chan tightened his grip on his knife before taking a step. 

They all started to follow him past all the trees, and they were quick to get to the farm. Minho and Changbin moved inside of the fences and right to the walkers who started to make their dead selves towards the two men. 

Everyone else ran to the house and stood at the door listening in for walkers. Seungmin hit his weapon on the door and pointed to the bloody hands that dragged on the windows. 

"I'll open the door and let each one stick its head out and one of you will kill them." Seungmin said grabbing the knob and opening up the door, looking at the three as one walker tried to escape. 

Hyunjin grabbed his knife and moved towards the walker. Jisung stepped back looking at the dead person and looked away once he felt his eyes grow teary. 

What a cruel world to live in now, huh? 

Minho and Changbin appeared right behind them right after as Hyunjin was finishing out clearing the walkers at the door. With a sigh, Hyunjin pulled his knife out from the walker's head letting it fall back and into the pile of dead bodies and motioned for Seungmin to open it fully. 

"Let's start dragging them." Changbin ordered bending down and grabbing one's arm. 

Seungmin furrowed his brow. "I'd be careful, them limbs can be pulled off easily like gum." He pointed to the arm of the walker slowly detaching from its body as Changbin pulled it. 

"Well then why don't you help me?" Changbin groaned.

The younger lifted his hands up. 

"Eye' eye' captain." 

Jisung stepped into the house as the others started discarding the bodies. His eyes trailed inside looking right towards the stairs then right to the kitchen. He slowly made his way to the kitchen and opened a cabinet, eyes glistening as they landed on stacks of cans. 

He grabbed one and twisted it to get a better look. Jisung then closed the cabinet and looked everywhere else in the kitchen, his stomach grumbling as he found bread, more cans of food, and some candy.