Apocalypse: Musical of The Undead

Better Run, Outrun My Gun

A/N

I am back with another story (A two shot) and it is one of my favourite's so i hope you enjoy this as much as i do.

Do remember where you left because it's quite long story. [32K words]

See you soon.

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[Part 1]

April 25th, 2012
East Lima, Business District
2:39PM

Jihyo's dad had been a dentist. Apparently, he had been a really great dentist.

But that didn't make him immune to the infectious zombie virus that had begun to ravage the face of the entire planet seemingly overnight. And when one of the crawling undead had ripped through his Achilles tendon as he climbed out of his car – pulling him to the ground and slashing through his flesh as he screamed out in agony – he had just become another statistic.

Another worldwide statistic in the zombie apocalypse. And Jihyo would never even know.

April 25th, 2012
Just South of Nowhere, Ohio
3:22PM

It had been a warm spring afternoon in late April when the world had quite literally gone to hell.

McKinley High's New Directions had left early that morning for something of a field trip - a visit down to Ohio State University where they had watched several of the school's performing arts groups demonstrate their talents. Most of the kids were seniors this year, and they had applied and been accepted to various colleges already. So their trip had been Mr. Hyun's sending off, so to speak, of his seniors – the kids who had helped shape his vision for New Directions into reality.

And while their camaraderie, their friendship, had been a long time coming, no one had anticipated this epic test of their strengths.

Of their weaknesses...

Well, maybe one person had possessed the foresight.

On the three hour bus ride back to Lima, Mr. Hyun was gladly blaring the sounds of a classic rock station through the speakers. Jungkook, naturally, was taking the lead. But everyone was joining in, singing along, revelling in the presence of the others. But then the melodies of The Doors were snuffed out with an abrupt crackle, and a desperate, terrified radio disc jockey was projecting through the bus speakers instead.

"...zombies, man. Fucking zombies! This is not a joke. I repeat – this is not a fucking joke, people. There is some crazy shit going down right now. Find your families, find your children – protect yourselves! The cops are currently attempting to..."

He continued, on and on, yelling into the heavy silence that had descended on the glee club.

Jihyo' father was already undead by now. Not that she was aware of that fact or anything.

"What the fuck..." Taehyung had mumbled to himself, his eyes darting around to land on his best friend.

Jungkook put on his trademark stoic expression, swallowed heavily, and nodded his head in Taehyung's direction. Silently, they acknowledged that they had each other's backs at the end of the day, no matter what.

Krystal immediately broke down into sobs, throwing herself into Ian's arms and mumbling incoherently about her mom and dad, her brothers and sisters. All Ian could do was wrap her up in his arms and press reassuring kisses to her forehead. "It's ok," Chanyeol heard him mumble. "It'll all be ok."