Vesper (Curfew #2)

•4. Remi•

Before boarding the jet, we took a lot of stuffs the night before. And those stuffs are called food. It was Arthur's idea, explaining that plane food is disgusting.

"These are better. Trust me." Arthur said, packing a lot of food that was taken from our cupboard.

"Are we there yet?" Jasper asked.

"Almost." replied Edd. I can't believe he came with us. He's pretty much of a killjoy to me.

Earlier today, we got a report that Ambrosia's group have landed in France. Good for them. I know that we'll land in a short while, but we felt like this ride has been going on for eternity.

Our five hour flight was boring-fun. One minute it's boring, one minute it's fun. The four of us were literally the only ones laughing and joking around. The field agents and troops we're with were too serious answering and grasping calls and reports. There was a mini-outbreak in Paris, we got worried for a while but trusted Ambrosia and Francis could take those zombies. They were right. At first, when the outbreak started in my area in New York, I thought that it's just gonna be in New York, thinking that modern technology could take the undead. But I was wrong, and now it's about to go global. Glad I met these people. They're the best blessings I got after my mother was killed.

The silence broke as Arthur kept wondering things out loud, "What if the zombies in Berlin were like the ones in Resident Evil? You know, those Nazi zombies that could ride a motorcycle and shoot guns? And what about that big mutated zombie?" wondered Arthur.

"Dude, what the hell? Zombies are too brainless to do those things. They have to be genetically mutated or something." replied Jasper.

"Yeah, but what if they got genetically enhanced?" Arthur defended. I shook my head.

"I doubt it. It would take a long ass research for that to happen. If they would be genetically mutated, then they'd be like those special infected in Left 4 Dead 2." said Grant.

"But again, I don't think so because we don't have enough knowledge to do those things, so stop talking shit, Arthur." said Jasper.

After that, Arthur wondered in his mind rather than talking out loud. Can't blame the guy. He's been imprisoned in his video game mind for most of the time. Jasper and Grant were just trying to be realistic, which they do almost the whole time.

I thought we were gonna have stop overs in this flight like a normal flight would. Instead, we flew straight to Berlin. We're getting updates every half an hour on the Berlin sightings; to see if an outbreak have started or at least if there's an infected person already. So far, there isn't anything bad going on. That's good.

"The Vespers in Paris are safely in their hotel rooms now." Edd reported. Grant gave him a thumbs up. All I know is that we're getting hotel rooms too, provided by the German Government.

"Bless Astra and Tywin for the name 'Vesper'. We sound badass." said Arthur, recalling the night we debated about our team name.

"True." Jasper said.

We fiddled with the internet because we're bored. We're with four ITs and they're pretty much the ones responsible for the calls. They have wi-fi with them, and we took the chance.

"Can you search anything about this phenomenon? There's gotta be something about that virus." I asked Jasper.

Jasper nodded, "Information." he said.

He searched articles and we suggested what to click and read. Most of them talks about where the outbreak is happening, some were saying that the outbreak in Ottawa and New York has been controlled, a little said about George Mosiac and his whereabouts, but nothing has been said about this particular virus itself.