
(dorr.. dorrrr...
"huh, who did that shoot!?", I thought.
"miss, please stop crying first, the zombie zombie is headed here because of miss's cry" I asked.
"ahh.... what!?the zombies came?!.Then let me hit the zombies let them know that what they ate was my father, I-hiks..so loving my father, how dare they eat my father!! ",shout that woman.
"miss calm down first..eh-..why not noisy anymore? though there were many zombies that came to this room.what because of the sound of the gunshot earlier?? ",anwork.
"gunshot?!, that's probably the survivor who knows where we are.Hurry and open the door!", the woman told him.
"but if in open-".. (brakk... brakkk...
"i know you're inside, how many survivors are inside?.I saw you close the door, young man, open it quickly! ",shout the mysterious man.
I tried to hold the door, but the man's power was stronger than mine.I was pushed and the result, the door was successfully opened the man.I was surprised until my hair stood up.a lot of blood on the shirt, I was so shocked,and his face was covered in blood that made me think he was a zombie.
But he's certainly human, the color that he's a zombie must have eaten us when he came in.but he walked deeper and sat in the corner chair by picking up a cigarette, burning the tip of a cigarette and then sucking it,then clean the blood on his face with his clothes.
(fyuhhh....)"boy, are you the son of the owner of this shop?", while looking at me intently.
"eh.. it is not. the woman who is the son of the owner of this store" I replied.
"are you really the shop owner's son?" asked the man.
"yeah!why did it!...ohh, did you kill my father and make him food zombie zombie!? ",he asked rudely.
"fufufu.... funny you son!..I just came and you accused me of killing your father?!, because it was your father's selfishness that made him eat zombies, it fits in as a reward for getting me out of the lieutenant I've worked so hard to achieve" replied the man.
"my father was a kind and understanding man.where might he be that slick.. hikss...hikss.".", answered the woman.
"it is now that the rank I no longer need, the world is already like hell.we should find a shelter first.", while throwing his cigarette marks on the floor and spewing it so that the fire dies.
"you want to come with me?I want to head to the central lab to pick up a p3k box and some other drugs, huh.they made a scratch on my handsome face.if I don't cover it up, I'm not,maybe at risk they can smell our existence.why zombie zombies are sensitive anyway.
"what!!?? where are you going!!?? ",ask.
"i told you I'd go to a centralized lab to get a p3k box... P3K...!!, you are still young and weak of hearing, how when you are old", grumbling.
"uncle don't be angry, oh yes uncle, I also actually want to go there to take bulletproof clothes, but because I don't have any self-protection tools, I'm looking for some tools in this store....oh yes uncle, I took a lot of different types of pistols and types of arrows", my heart.
"you took people's stuff and didn't pay!!?" she shouted.
"lap.... this is only for self-protection.free also on display in the store when a little human who lives and takes refuge somewhere.This equipment will definitely be abandoned there.again anyway we will always move places until getting a place that is safe, you won't stay here and starve, will you?", I explained.
"hufftt, alright..you may bring it, but can you use it? ",the woman asked.
"my brother was conscripted, so he taught me how to shoot and shoot" I replied.
"where is your brother now?! why not come with you? ",ask.
I also furrowed my brows, the girl's color was bringing up my brother.
"uhh... did I make you angry by talking about your sister? ",the woman asked.
(huffttt..) "my brother actually.... "