Surviving A New World

Chapter 9: The Encounter

Warning: Strong Violence

Once the morning time came, the sunlight shines through the window and hits Nagito's face, He got up and puts on his jean, shoes, and socks.

Nagito went outside and searches throughout the neighborhood to search for that person. Just as he was about to give up, he sees the door halfway open in a small store.

'Maybe someone was in there.' he thought as he walks to the store.

Inside the store has a shelf full of candies, gift cards, medicines, and batteries. Suddenly, he hears a low groan from behind the counter.

He sees that the person was a man. The man was slumping down and his arm was bleeding. He didn't even look at Nagito's face as he was only looking at the floor.

Something is very wrong with this man.

"Excuse me, sir. Are you alright? I could help you bandage your arm." Nagito asked, worriedly as he walk slowly, approaching the injured man.

The man was breathing slowly. Without hestitating, he turns around, and tries attack him.

"Oh my god!" He shouted, with horror.

The man's face was bloody and has only one eye. His flesh were dried everywhere on his face.

Nagito run away from the zombie but trips on a piece of wood. The zombie quickly limps towards him. Fearing that's he's going to eat him alive, he crawls away from it, searching for a weapon. Luckily, there is a machete lying right next to the shelf.

Just as the teenager was about to grab it, the zombie fell on top of him, trying to bite his throat. He and the infected man wrestles on the ground. It was almost there to reaching his throat.

Nagito is starting to lose against the zombie. Closer and closer, his breath smells like breath.

"I can't give up. I'm not going to let my friends see me as a zombie like you!" He angrily yells at the infected man and pushes off of him. Finding the chance to make the call, he quickly grabs the machete and starts hitting him in the face.

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

Every ounce of his body commands him to make sure he's dead. Blood were splatter across the floor, his shirt, his shoes, and his face.

There, laying dead, the man's face was splatter. His bottom jaw was cut off and his eyeball was gone. The boy was so disturb by this scene that he quickly vomits on the floor. He couldn't believe that the rumors were true. The zombie attacks wasn't a joke.

"I have to warn them about this." He whispers as Nagito brings his machete and runs out of the store.

............

Hajime and Chiaki were awake and eating their breakfast in the living room. They make a bagel cheese sandwich for Nagito but it was just lying on the plate, not eaten.

"Where is Nagito? I haven't seen him in the living room. I'm really worried about him." He said.

"He's probably going on a stroll through the neighborhood or trying to look for a place to read." She replied.

"Whatever it is, we got to look for him. Who knows how much he could be in danger."

Hajime gets up and was about to head out when Nagito rush inside the house. Nagito was facing back at the door, not looking at both them staring at him. The white haired teen looks scared.

Feeling relieved, Hajime walk up to him.

"Oh, Nagito. I'm so glad you came back. We were concern about where you---what the hell!? Why did you got blood on yourself and holding a machete?!" He yells as Nagito turns around with a shocked look on his face.

"Listen. This is going to sound scary but the rumors are true and we need to get out of here!" Nagito said, with a worried tone.

Everything is starting to fall apart. They went on a vacation and had fun. Now, he has to hear his friend said that there was a zombie. This situation is getting out of control. Slowly, Hajime backs away from him and his face turns from shocked from anger.

"You know what? That's bullshit! There's no way that there is a zombie in Crawford or an attack. The reason why you got blood on it is because you kill someone. That's right! Don't you think I forgot about your craziness back at Jabberwock Island. I'm not going to let you scare me that easily. I told you that these zombies are fake. Instead, you are lying to me about seeing one in here. If you're going to play some crazy games with us, then I'm going to chain you in a room where you're not going to harm us." Hajime said, angrily and walk away from him.

He gasped. Hajime thinks that he kill a human being when really it was a zombie. Of course, it was true that he was crazy back at Jabberwock Island but this is different. He was no longer crazy when the doctors found a cure for the despair disease and even offer medications for his dementia. However, his good and bad luck cycle weren't cured and he still struggles to deal with his depression.

'So you think I'm sort of a psycho person who still plans murders and villainous schemes uh.' He thought, angrily. Finally, Nagito look at him with anger.

"This is not Jabberwock Island. I'm different now and telling you the truth. There's no way that I'm lying to you about this. You need to trust me. I understand that you want us to have a great time and all but when it comes to dangerous situations like this, we need to go!" Nagito whispered in a serious way.

"Besides, I would never want to be a liar for my friends." He adds, painfully.

This made Hajime halt and look back at him. There, he was standing still with a hurt expression on his face. Knowing that he will never believe him, Nagito walks past him and Hajime hears him said that, "Nobody wants to trust a trash like me."

"Please don't be upset. Hajime didn't mean to call you a pycho. He was just sca--" Chiaki replies, tries to comfort him, but he already went upstairs , and heads to the bedroom in the attic.

The two looks at each other. They knew that Nagito can be a depressed person and wants him to stop having depression. Just as he was about to say something, a loud noise was coming from outside. This time, it sounds like a group of people feeling sick.

They quickly went to the window to see what's going on. 'No...Please don't tell me it's real.' He thought, panicking.

Outside, there were a huge horde of zombies wandering through the street, but not reaching the big house they lived in. It is a horrible sight to see. There were men and women whose clothes are torn and their skins were decayed.

"Oh my god...The rumors were true after all!" She said with fear as they continue to stare at the horde.