Chapter 17 - The Room

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Knot's Point of View

Dala ng pagkakyuryoso ay marahan kong tinahak ang daan patungo sa pinto ng bahay. At doon, ay mas narinig ko ng maayos ang mumunting kalabog sa loob ng bahay. Akmang didiretso na sana ako papasok ng loob ay may naramdaman akong nagpumigil sa aking kamay. Si Josh. Ano na nama balak nito?

"Siraulo ka ba? Sa'n ka pupunta?" he sarcastically asked. "Isn't it obvious? Papasok ako ng bahay na ito." I replied nonchalantly. Pakialam ba n'ya? "Not thinking of what'll happen if you just walk through that door. It may lead to various of outcomes. What if matrap ka? What if may sumalubong na zombie? What if may mangyaring masama sa'yo?" he questioned continuously. What's wrong with this guy? At ganon na ba s'ya kabatak mag-overthink to have those different 'outcomes' that he made up?

"As if I care, now let go of me." Tangina, kanina pa ako kating-kati na pumasok sa loob ng bahay. This curiosity continues to itch my thoughts. "Then, let me join you then." But first, let me grab this." He took the chopped and sturdy wood lying on the ground. I looked around and spotted an axe stucked into a tree trunk. "Are you blind? Find a better weapon rather than that. You'll end up being dead if you use that fucking wood." I rolled my eyes and roam my eyes to find something to serve as a weapon. For now, I can only see some wood, wood, grass, stone, soil and nothing.

"Try borrowing one of the weapon Shae is currently using." I suggested. "Edi parang iniwan nalang natin sila na walang panglaban. What if atakehin silang zombie kapag nsa loob na tayo? What if--"

"Shut your fucking mouth, and enough with your nonsense what if's. Damn it." He is annoying. Extremely annoying. Putangina lang.

"Kung wala kag masabing matino, then manahimik ka na lag at gamitin common sense mo. Matalino ka naman guro diba? Try mo rin kaya i-apply 'yan sa buhay mo." I said.

I turned my back at him, and I heard him mumbled something, but I don't mind.

I took a glance at him and spotted him taking that piece of wood, as if he had a choice. Wala nga lang taste kumuha ng weapon, 'yung parang inaanay pa.

I walked towards the door attentively. I should be careful. I was about to hold the doorknob when another hand touches mine. Fuck, it's Josh's.

"What the fuck!? You scared me." I mouthed and gave him a deadly look. He just smirked and giggled for a bit. Tangina, kelan s'ya magseseryoso?

"Let me open the door." he gently spoke. I let him, bahala s'ya maunang mamatay. I prepared myself to fight.

As we opened the door, silence faced us two. Sumalubong sa amin ang magulong bahay, puno ng dugo at basag-basag na mga salamin. What the fuck happened here?

Bloodstains can be seen everywhere inside the house. May mga nagkalat na bubog sa sahig. May iilang nagkalat na gamit tulad ng papel, bulaklak at mga nakatumbang upuan.

We took a step inside the house. And we meet the rotten and unexplained smell inside the house. For sure, we will find dead bodies inside here.

We roam our curious eyes inside the house, make sure that there is nothing suspicious inside here. Hindi ko maiwasang mapatingin sa pader ng maagaw ang aking atensyon ng isang pinta. Isa itong family painting. My mag-asawa at dalawang anak, isang babae at isang lalaki. Mukhang sila ang nagmamay-ari ng bahy na ito.

Akmang hahakbang na ulit ako papalayo ng painting nang makarinig kami ng isang malakas na kalabog sa may hallway. Agad kaming nagkatitigan ni Josh. And for sure, he heard it too. We gently walked towards the hallway and spotted to doors facing each other. With a piece of paper on it.

In the right door we can clearly read a note saying 'I am a survivor, I am inside this room. Please, help me.' written on it.

"H-Hey look Knot." I was distracted by Josh. "Do not Enter, zombies can be found inside this room." I read. Shit, I'm overthinking. Damn it.

"We can't trust this note. It might lead to danger." I coldly said. "What're you saying? What do you think is the purpose of this note? To make fun of someone?" he asked while looking thoroughly at the written note.

"If there is a survivor inside, then why he or she didn't make any sound more human like? Bakit 'di s'ya humingi ng tulong?" I answeed plainly. "Baka natatakot s'ya. In this world, we can't trust anyone, especially when we are alone. Natatakot s'ya na baka masama pala tayo. Baka naiisip n'ya na ilalagay natin s'ya sa pahamak." he spoke.

"If we can't trust anyone, then why would we trust this note?"

"I am trusting my instincts. We are able to help someone in need. But I still prefer to be prepared once we opened that door." he pointed to the right door, right behind me.

Putangina, desisyon ba s'ya!?

"Then go, open that fucking door." I turned back, ready to go and roam around to find som useful stuffs. Maybe I am able to find guns. I hope so.

I took a glance at Josh and surprisingly, he entered the room. That fucking idiot. What's with him? Ba't ang tigas ng ulo n'ya!?

At dahil sa hindi ko na matiis ay bumalik ako. Syempre, kargo 'de konsensya ko na 'yun kung may masamang mangyayari sa kanya.

"Shit, Knot. Help." And with that, my heart rushed in panic. Tangina, pahamak ka talaga Josh.

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