Chapter 32

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???'s P.O.V

I wake up.

I look around. It's pitch black. I feel around. My hand collides with something. I gasp even though I soon realize it's only my legs. I begin to walk. It hurts to move. It's as if I don't even know how to operate my own body. I try to take another step.
I slip on something and fall hard on my back. I move my hands in what I slipped on and bring it to my nose. After one or two long sniffs, I register it as blood.
I have no idea where I am.
I have no idea who I am.
I don't even recall any features of me.
I wipe the blood on my shirt. I have a sudden tickling sensation on my nose.
I go up to itch and my finger collides with plastic. I push my glasses up.
Well that's one thing. I wear glasses.
I have two memories now.
From when I woke up the same name has been running through my mind.

'(Y/N), (Y/N), (Y/N)'

"(Y/N)?" I say quietly.
The name feels foreign on my tounge.

"(Y/N)?" I say louder this time.
It still feels foreign.

"(Y/N)!?" I say loudest so far.

An image pops up in my head.
A girl with (H/L) (H/C) hair and big, pretty (E/C) eyes is staring at me with a scared expression.
The first part is muffled. "-! I'll avenge you! Th-this isn't fair!! D-dont leave me!" She starts to cry.

What was I seeing? Is this girl (Y/N)? Who am I?

A policeman grabs her and she attempts to release herself from his grasp. "Ma'am, we have to keep everyone away from this man until we find out what's happening to him."
She angrily slaps the policeman and yells at him.
"You idiots don't watch the News, don't you!? You know fully well that he's changing! And I'm gonna help him!!"
The policeman called two others over and they all had work together to pry her away from me. The only thing left after that before I snapped back to reality was me, mumbling "(Y/N).."

I stayed still and silent for many minutes. Trying to process what I had just remembered of my past life.

Changing..? What does that mean? Where am I..? Why would she cry over me...? What changed?

Suddenly I remember alot of things. I stood in surprise.

"This is a zombie apocalypse..." I said quietly. A voice came out of nowhere that sounded from an intercom.
"Say that again please, sir."

"Th-this is a zombie apocalypse! Who are you!? Why am I here!? Who am I!? Lemme out!!!" That's all I recall though. Although, one thing I couldn't understand is.. if (Y/N) said I was changing.. how could I speak. And.. remember stuff?

A blinding light quickly spread throughout where ever I was. It took two minutes for my eyes to finally adjust to the lights. I looked around.
I was in what seemed to be an asylum room. Except the puffy white walls were now popped and bloodied. Many scientists were staring at me
The intercom spoke up again.
"Congratulations! Your the first successful revival in our experiment."

Experiment!? "I demand to be let out!!" I yelled at the people staring down at me. Whilst in the midst of yelling at them, I noticed my hand was not either pale or dark. It was not what would be considered a normal skin color. I was tanned. With the slightest bit of light green and rarely blue speckled through out me. I slouched down against the walls and continued to stare at my arms and hands.

The intercom spoke again. "Yeah, you might wanna take a bit to look yourself down. Learn how to walk again. Try to figure out who you are."

I looked up at the scientists. "What do yo-" But before I could finish my sentence, the scientists have done something that covered them from watching. The lights where still on. But the intercom had made a sharp screeching sound. Signalling that it wouldn't be used for awhile.

I didnt wanna 'look myself down'. I wanted to be let out. I wanted to escape.
And I was intent on doing so. I felt as if I needed to find out who I was. Dunno why. What if I was this massive superstar!? Nah. I'm a nerd with glasses. I looked around and noticed that one wall had a small glass mirror. Well that's kinda dumb to put in an insane asylum.
I walked up to it and stared at my reflection intently.
I had dark brown eyes. So dark, in fact, they looked like they merged into my pupils. My hair was an odd dirty blonde. The kind that is more over brown with specks of golden-yellow than the other way around.
My glasses were casual black rimmed. And I tested my vision without them. I was almost blind. I took a step back. I was wearing a Jean Jacket. There was alot of neat stitching everywhere. But the thing that caught my eye was (Y/N)s name sewn neatly on the collar. Also, on the collor was a note from her. It read, in cursive,

"Stop trying to fool everyone. You know your cute.".

I couldn't help but smile at it. She wrote so neat and she dotted the 'i's with hearts. Besides from the adorable jacket, I was wearing a shirt that seemed to fit just right. It was green (besides from the blood I whipped on it) and was cleverly worded.

"Do not read the next sentance.


Oh you rebel, I like you."

I was wearing simple blue jeans, also. With black Airwalks. Surprisingly comfortable. On the Airwalks were words written in white marker. I took off a shoe and examined it carefully.
On it were nicknames and saying that brought a smile to my face. Even if I didn't know what they meant.

"(Y/N) w/h!"

"Stop being so tall!"

"I know you love me <3"

I suddenly get a amazing feeling rushing through me. Were we a couple..? The next thing I read proved me wrong.

"You've been #FRIENDZoned fool!"

"And remember, SPEED IS KEEEY!!"

I smiled at the Jacksepticeye reference. Just below 'Speed is Key' was 'BOOPER DOOPER!'
I've learned a few things looking at my own attire.

One; We were incredibly close friends.
Two; We've never dated. (Bummer)
Three; I'm taller than her.
Four; We love Jacksepticeye.
Five; She's friend zoned me.

Oh, and 6. She sounds awesome.

At that moment, I don't know how, but I knew there was a way to get out.
I got up and sprinted around, feeling all the walls. Eventually... I found a door. I congratulated myself as I pushed my way outside. It was dark out. So I just ran anyway I could.

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