El Alfonso: Solitario

El Alfonso: Solitario

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#2 "Ano'ng meron? Bakit saradong-sarado naman kayo?" "Avi there's a big problem outside, and I bet you don't want to see it. Sobrang gulo kaya please, don't open the door and window. Don't go outside." Natatakot na sabi ni Shey habang yakap ang tuhod at nakaupo sa sofa. Nang dahil sa sinabi niya ay mas lalo akong nacurious. "Okay." Sabi ko at agad na hinawi ang kurtina, na hindi ko na lang sana ginawa, kaya mabilis ko itong sinara. "A-ano 'yon?" Nangingilabot na tanong ko. "We told you, you don't want to see it. Ang tigas ng ulo mo." Saway ni Aji sa akin. "Eh ano nga 'yon? Bakit...bakit magulo?" I am annoyed but I keep my voice low, sa takot na baka may makarinig sa amin. "Hindi rin namin alam talaga." Napatingin ako kay Stan nang magsalita siya. "Ginising lang kami nila Niko at Stell nang makita nila 'yan." Napabaling ang tingin ko naman kila Niko at Stell, nanghihingi ng paliwanag. "We don't know either." "Now that you all know, no one's going to open the door and window. No one's allowed to go outside." Nagsitanguan kami nang sabihin iyon ni Shayron. "But guys we have a problem." Napatingin kaming lahat nang magsalita si Vin, "..the fridge is out of stock." --way ann...
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This novel is a zom-com-rom, blending a zombie apocalypse with humor and romance. "Good morning, welcome to Grand Crest Hotel. May I have the name under which the room is booked?" "Han So Hee," she replied. The receptionist typed quickly on the keyboard. "Ah, yes, Ms. Han. You're in room 1102 on the 12th floor." She handed her the room key card. . . she found a convenience store connected to the mall, purchased some samgak-Gimbap, and ate quickly. she stepped outside, expecting the usual bustle of evening activity. As she scanned the empty area, her eyes caught a figure-a man standing far away, motionless. Something about the way he stood unsettled her. Then, out of nowhere, a group of people rushed toward him. Startled, Han took out her phone, recording the scene from a distance. "What's going on?" she wondered. Planning to at least send the video to the police. "I shouldn't get involved in a street fight when I just landed here, right? ..." "Ugh ... I don't Know ..." She stepped closer, but what she saw next made her freeze in fear. The group wasn't just attacking the man. They were biting him, tearing at his flesh, their movements jerky and unnatural. Her stomach churned as her mind screamed the truth: "they weren't people. They were something far worse." . . "How did I end up here?" she wondered. "This feels like something straight out of a drama..." . . "How do people in dramas do this? she thought, feeling the sharp ache of hunger gnawing at her insides. They train for days without eating, and somehow they're fine. But here I am, struggling to even think straight." . . . She have to survive this with... ..Training.. ..Finding other survivors.. ..Finding a Safe Place.. ..or.. .. ..Finding Love..?

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