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"Got something?" Xiumin asked as he watched Tao fumble over the radio.
The buzzing and static sounds coming from the speaker weren't a good sign as Tao shook his head in frustration.
"Is there anyone who can hear us? Hello!?" Tao spoke again but yet again, there was no reply. His sharp voice echoed around the smooth cemented walls and floors and it reverberated above the ceiling.
"Do you think there are still people alive out there?" Suho commented, depressed with the idea of no one responding.
"I don't know. I mean I worked in a bakery before this thing happened without any fighting skills, how much more for those people who do have survival skills out there? There should be at least." He sighed.
"The military. Do you think it's still standing?" Kris asked.
Tao glared as he faced Kris who was standing a few meters away from where Tao was sitting.
"Do you think I know Kris, huh?" He spat. Nuisance slurred in his voice.
"Chill! I was just asking!" Kris defended as he anticipated whoever was alive to speak up on the radio broadcasting that there's a cure and all that good shit.
Everyone is getting antsy. Frustrated with the fact that no one seems to be at reach in this pandemic that swallowed humanity.
The supply run around the sides of the nearest resource locations is getting more difficult to access by the passing months as the infected roamed and multiplied in numbers around the vicinity. And there's just enough time, for now, to have their direction coming towards their refuge due to the consistent road paths that they are taking.
"Is there any?" Chanyeol came into view. His clothes were dirtied by rot-smelling muddy blood.
The rotting smell hit his fellas' noses and so they scrunched their faces.
"Nothing yet," Tao answered as he tilted the radio and tried to find any live frequency other than the static noises coming from it.
"How many?" Kris asked.
"Doubling in numbers every passing day. They won't go away so it's better to shut them down as fast as possible before they attract the others to head our way." He said in a deep voice. His hands are bloody with the ax he's holding dripping with dark brown blood.
"Where's Baekhyun?" Xiumin asked.
"Rounding the fences for any damages," Chanyeol answered almost with a sigh with the fact that Baekhyun always does that.
"Gotta head to the front tower. Kyungsoo claimed to have seen something in the woods camping and setting a campfire the other night. We can't let our guards down even just a minute. You know what happened last time. Can't afford to happen again. Update me as soon as you get something." Chanyeol spoke before going up to the rooftop.
"Found anything?" Chanyeol asked as he stood beside Kyungsoo who was sitting on one of the chairs set up near the hip-height walls preventing people to fall down the ground.
"Nothing unusual. Just a couple more zombies heading this way." He mumbled as he sipped his cold coffee.
Chanyeol nodded at the latter's response as he watched the perimeter himself. Nothing seemed to be abnormal in the place. Honestly, it got pretty silent these days yet zombies are cashing towards them either accidentally or intentionally, no one knows.
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Z APOCALYPSE
Fanfiction☣️☣️☣️ In the year 2020, the world was infiltrated by a deadly virus that transformed people into flesh-eating monsters. The world as we knew it was destroyed, and humanity descended into crisis, becoming endangered. Byun Baekhyun, a rebellious and...
