A Light In The Dark » Chanyeol x Reader Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 4

-Author's Note-

Hey guys! Just wanted to say thank you for everyone's support so far. I'm really excited to write this story as I've been planning it for a while. Also, remember to add this to you library so you'll get notified when I update!

Day 2

Running. Where am I? It's dark. I can't even see my feet. Heart thumping. Where am I going? Moans. Groans. Gargles. It's them. They're behind me. Where are the others? There's a light in the distance. A glowing rectangle. A door. The groans get louder as you thunder towards the only source of hope. Whispers seem to entwine with the terrifying noises. The words drift like ghosts to your ears.

"(y/n)..." It's too quiet to recognise who's saying it. Too scared to glance behind, you carry on running. Almost there. Something brushes against your back. Jerking your body forward, your hand finds the door handle and you yank it open. You turn around to close the door, catching a glimpse of the horrors that chased you. Just as the door slams shut, you see the all too familiar face of Chanyeol through the crack. Then it's gone. But the image stays in your mind. It wasn't Chanyeol. It was a monster. His eyes were a murky green and the skin of his face was a grey-purple that was peeling off to reveal the pale bone of his jaws. BANG BANG BANG. They're trying to get in. There's no lock on the door. Panicked, you push your back against the wood. BANG BANG BANG. Every thump sends pain shooting through your back. Sweat soaks your clothes and merges with tears as you desperately try to keep the monsters out.

"(y/n)!" Chanyeol yells. "(y/n) open the door!" Your mind is conflicted. It sounds like him but... You saw him outside the door. A monster. "(y/n) we need to go! They're here!" Breathing rapidly, your eyes dart to the door handle. Should you open it? "(y/n) we can't leave without you!" Without thinking, you find your hand already turning the handle. As soon as you open it everything goes white and your eyes snap open. You're in bed. It was a dream. But something doesn't feel right. BANG BANG BANG. Flinching back in fear, you look towards the door. "(y/n)? Are you okay? We have to go!" Your body is already moving, dragging you out of bed. Pulling on your shoes and grabbing your phone and backpack, you pull open the door. To your relief, the person standing in front of you is in fact, Chanyeol. But he looks scared. And as soon as you peek around the corner, you understand why. Those things are there. The zombies. A group of five or six of them. All limping, crawling and dragging themselves towards you at an uncomfortable speed. A hand grabs your wrists and pulls you away. You're running again. Chanyeol pulls you along, constantly glancing behind to see how close they are. Every time he turns his head, you get a look at the blatant fear in his eyes. But his face somehow gives off a certain braveness.

"Chanyeol, what's happening?" You ask, the same feeling of adrenaline from the dream returning.

"They're here. I don't know how they got in. But we have to go." His voice is heavy and gravelly like he hadn't properly woken up.

"Where are the others?" You snatch a quick glance behind you. The zombies seem familiar. The clothing too. You recognise the symbols on their chests. They're hotel staff.

"They went to the cars. I told them that I was going to get you. Why didn't you open the door?" He pulls you around a sharp corner which throws you off balance slightly.

"I was having a nightmare. It was them." Chanyeol doesn't reply to this. The zombies seem to have gotten further away but neither of you slowed down. At last, you reach the reception. Behind the desk are two more zombies. A woman, with her ponytail hanging from her head by a small piece of skin, exposing part of her skull. And a skinny young man, who is violently clawing the air over the desk, trying to get to you.