- Feliks -
"I am not a zombie! I am not!", i heard a terrified scream. I put the gun down and looked around. A human? A human!? "HEY!" I screamed as i saw it. A young boy was shaking on the ground just couple of foot away from me, pointed up with a gun. "HEY! LEAVE HIM BE! ARE YOU BLIND!? HE IS NOT BITTEN!" I screamed again and started running towards the boy and the older man who was holding the gun.
The older man turned to look at me with a shocked expression. "He is! He has a bloody wound on him!" he screamed back to me. I shook my head and walked the rest of the way and put my gun to my belt. "Let me see", i said and took the boy's hand who tried to sqruim away scared. "Hey.. Just let me see, okay? Or do you want to be shot?" I asked with a firm tone of voice. The boy shook his head and tears tried to make their way into his eyes but he held them back.
I looked back at his hand and sighed almost angrily. "Are you stupid or what? This is a normal fucking wound!" I hissed to the older man. The older man relaxed a bit and put the gun to his belt too. "Sorry", he muttered. "I am so used to see zombies out here", he admitted. "You can't just think everyone with wounds is infected!" I said, the boy nodded and seemed to calm down too. The older man looked sorry and sighed. "Ethan. My name is Ethan, you guys? I thought i was alone", he said.
I sighed again. "Feliks. Mate, i thought the same", i admitted. The boy got up from the ground. "I-i am Matvey.. I was abandonded by my group a day ago", he said with an accent. My eyes widened. A group? So there were more people out there!
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Fantasy"We will both die! We are the only ones alive and we are BOTH men!" i cried hysterically and tried to hit him as he got closer. He didn't care and took my hands in his. "Matvey, breathe", he said firmly. "Just listen to me.." TW: This story contains...
