Z APOCALYPSE

CHAPTER 7: Trust

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Baekhyun

I started knowing some of the few people in the sanctuary. And utilizing some, I only got to know the people without the nice eyes. I realized some looked like they shouldn't have to be entrusted with things. Especially the ones who are in control.

Although most of them seemed nice and trustworthy, however, it doesn't mean that I need to trust them just like that easily. I just have to know them. There's no need to trust.

"Boss wants to see you, grand house, upstairs, second door in the left." Sehun monotonously ordered before turning around. Oh, so he's the leader.

I kind of liked the way he speak much more than that guy named Kai though. He's more composed and I like people who don't give excess shits.

"Let's go," Luhan spoke, persistence laced on his voice.

We entered the grand house. All I can say was that it's pretty much an ordinary old and antique house like the ones my grandparents used to own when they were still alive. It is mostly made of wood. Simple.

I led the direction of the stairs that goes up to the second floor. And soon after I found the door that Sehun was talking about.

"Am I the only one excited?" Luhan asked, looking at me and Taehyung.

"Honestly I'm a little bit nervous," Taehyung confessed. I flung my arm around his shoulders and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

"It'll be alright." I smiled, trying to become positive like Luhan.

Today we will get assigned to our designated responsibilities. Or what I have heard from them.

Responsibilities are like jobs.

Jobs means working with someone.

And I don't want the idea of working with someone. Because it meant that someone is going to order you around.

I am never good at following orders. Trust me.

I knocked on the door twice before turning the knob. It opened and revealed a tall nice looking man.

Erase the tall nice looking thing.

"Come in." Oh, he's not mute at all. His voice is so deep and commanding, well, maybe for others but not me. He seemed pretty normal-ish at some point.

"We're getting assigned right?" Luhan asked suggestively. His rifle in his hands.

"Yes." I heard him spoke briefly, diverting his gaze towards my direction. He had a sense of authority in his posture and in the way he talks.

I just examined him and when he met my eyes, he just averted his eyes at Taehyung and Luhan.

Giving up to make him uncomfortable, I diverted my eyes around and inspected the room instead. It looked spacious. There's a lot of bookshelves and books stacked neatly. And there are guns.

Yeah, different kinds of guns.

"There's what we call keepers, watchers, greeners, carpenters, and scavengers." He introduced, his formal posture and fluency in his talking seemed really authoritative. Makes me begin to think that he used to be a son of a politician or he's just good at those things. Or a pretender, cause why not. In this world of damnation, you can be anything. Even food.