Zombie (Jikook)(COMPLETED)

Chapter 12: Change

After Jimin drank the water the zombie gave him, he felt a cold wet spot on his shirt.

He wished the zombie didn't see it, so he wouldn't have to live through getting a wet shirt taken off and have it put a dry shirt on.

He really hoped that wouldn't happen.

But as soon as the zombie stepping back, it noticed the wet spot on his shirt, so it took a few steps back and left the room, closing and locking the door behind him.

"No!!! Stop... I don't want this anymore." Jimin said loudly, but it quickly dying down because despair was eating him alive.

He was hoping this would all be over soon.

The zombie came back with a shirt in its hand (the one in the picture).

It held up the shirt, signaling the human to take off his shirt.

Jimin just looked at him confused, petrified.

Shouldn't the zombie know that he can't put it on since both of his hands were shackled?

The zombie somehow noticed and undid one side of the shackles, sliding off Jimin's shirt, pulling his arm through the side of the shirt where his arm was.

The zombie shackled the one side again, and undid the shackle on the opposite side, pulling away the rest of the wet shirt and finished dressing the shirt on the other side.

After it finished, it put the shackle on again.

Jimin was mortified at how the zombie seemed like it knew what it was doing.

It seemed as if it had a somewhat "human" mind, though that seems impossible with it being a zombie.

He wanted to doubt so bad what the zombie might be capable of, but everything the zombie was doing was proving against Tae's logic about it.

Jimin just knew this zombie was different somehow.

He couldn't really tell anyone how or why, but he just knew this one was different.

Jimin thought about asking why it was doing this, but he knew he might only get a grunt from it, and that wouldn't be very beneficial to either of them.

After getting his shirt changed, he wondered what time of day or night it was, since it seemed as though he might've been in here longer than just one day.

He thought of how he could ask the zombie.

He had no idea why he thought the zombie could form words or anything of the kind, but he just guessed it was because the zombie seemed almost human...

Like some part of him wasn't fully a "zombie".

"Excuse me... can... can you talk?" He asked it, him stuttering for an unknown reason.

The zombie just stared at him, looking as though it didn't understand a single word he said.

Jimin feared that would happen, and just avoided talking to it.

He knew that if the zombie answered with intelligence, the whole game would be another ball park.

Jimin knew the government of their place would come rushing to it, and try experimentation on it.

And he hoped that wouldn't happen, as he saw that the zombie had some sort of obvious intelligence, which wasn't ever seen in the normal ones.

He just hoped that whatever was going on with the zombie, nothing bad would happen.

He came out of his thinking that he unknowingly entered and realized the zombie had left the room.

But for some reason, he looked down at his hands, and noticed the one of the shackles was left undone.

Why was only one side undone?

He had no explanation for it, but he soon began to feel tired.

He yawned, then got shocked and remembered how the zombie put the needle in his neck again.

But as he felt, he remembered the zombie not coming even close to him.

He gave up and just thought of what he could or would do next.

He had to figure out something.

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