Z APOCALYPSE

CHAPTER 26: Marble White

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It's the silence and the oddly cold feeling that made me lay on the floor near the fire to get me warmed up. Thoughts flooding my head as I stared at the slabs of metal sims that covered the ceiling while I waited for the others to arrive in our cell block. I could say that things are pretty stagnant right now realizing that no one had talked about anything from the past events.

Today was like yesterday. Cold and empty. A few people of ours died and we mourned in a short time before painfully yet bearably moving on. We have no choice but to move on. And if you fell out of sanity, if you let your emotion eat you and drown you with the dark side of the world, then your life is about to end.

I ignored everything and just kept my thoughts to myself. We are tired and amid sorrow but at least we have supplies to get us running for a couple of weeks or maybe months.

Deciding to pull away from my thoughts, I stood up on my feet, I walked towards where Taehyung had set some of our belongings in one of the secured prison cells. I saw him there sleeping soundly with a thick blanket covered his body up to his neck. The iron bar entrance was tied with a chain and I felt bad knowing how he was scared in this cruel world.

I was about to unchain the metal chains when I heard someone talked in the silence behind me.

"I'm sorry." I turned to look at Luhan who was just standing arms reach near me.

I looked at him for a second before speaking,

"I understand," I assured him. He looked depressed and I knew he'd been thinking about this lately. Chanyeol and the gang are out yet and the other people here are silently giving me the eyes to at least initiate a decision but I'm not in my usual self lately.

I sighed.

I patted his shoulder. He'd been so tough and I'm proud of him knowing that he seem to understand the meaning of survival. The meaning behind what I did out there.

After that, there's no thoughts that followed anymore. I don't want him to feel bad and I don't want to talk much about it too. I did that, for all of us. Period.

Upon checking every stall for security again, I stumble upon Kyungsoo's cell block. He was laying on the thin foam of the prison bed while his able hand was being cuffed. He's weakly breathing yet he's still unconscious.

I am glad he made it through. When you get bit, you only have a few hours left in you. I saw others turned, I watched them turn. It is the most painful feeling to me before and it was so fresh in my mind. I watched my mother suffered from severe fever after she got bitten and I saw how she turned into a soulless being.

"Hey." I heard Lay spoke. I looked at him. Maybe he had already got the clue that I've been spacing out when he flashed a thin smile at me. He handed me a cup of warm prison tea as he sat on the floor while I'm leaning on the wall.

"Thanks," I mumbled as I sipped on it. He's recovering from his wound but I know he's still feeling pain. The infirmary of this prison only has basic medical supplies and I heard that he insisted on using what only is needed for him.

"I hope you know that we are thankful to you." He commented beside me. His eyes focus on the flame inside our block section. The smokes are gathering above the metal sims and it made a blackish tint on it.

I kept silent for a moment. I don't need people to patronize me. I don't need to put myself in a huge responsibility where people think that I am responsible for doing things that I shouldn't be doing.