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Blood.

So much blood. He knew what this meant. He was going to die.

Millions of thoughts flooded his head at once. He's not ready to die, to leave the Earth, to cease to exist. No.

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"Come on!" She called to him, grabbing his wrist and pulling him away from the herd of zombies currently devouring their friend.

He watched in horror, frozen to the spot, but his mind was telling him to run. Follow her.

So he listened.

"Where do we go? Oh my god, they're everywhere," she whimpered, fear bubbling in her chest.

Zombies were everywhere. There was no escape.

"In here!" He called, grabbing the girl and shoving her up an abandoned train's steps. He pushed her inside the conductor's room, slamming the door shut and falling against it.

"We made it," she whispered in shock. Her eyes were wide with fear and and sadness. "Do you think anyone else lived?"

He shook his head 'no' and turned to see if any zombies had been smart enough to join them on the train.

Both froze when they heard the cock of a gun. "Who are you and why are you in my hiding spot?" A foreign voice asked them. She turned to look first, and her mouth dropped in shock, eyes filling with scared tears again.

The man in the corner looked disgusting. His veins were sticking out all over his filthy body, his eyes were a shade of misty white. His teeth were bloody and his lips formed an eerie smile.

"He's.....infected." She mumbled. She ran to the boy against the door and hid behind him, pressing her face in between his shoulders. He nodded grimly, he didn't know what to do.

Outside, zombies were everywhere. There was no way out except for death. In here, they were safe, but now there was an infected man with a gun. God help us.

The sick man pointed towards the girl, "She's mighty fine. You should leave her here with me."

She cried silently, fear and panic now overwhelming her.

"No. She's my friend, I would never do that."

"What about now?" The sick man aimed the gun at the boy's head. He swallowed loudly, hand reaching to hold her's.

"No, I'm staying with my friend."

"Fine then. Have it your way."

The sick man re-aimed the gun for her, and pulled the trigger.

"No!"

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yay another little teaser

Btw these are parts from the real ending of this story. :)

Who is 'he' and 'she' ? Leave your thoughts :)

-Minhye💕

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