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TSR - Welcome to the household :audition p2:I stood my ground and bowed my head as we waited for our ride home, or in this case, a jeep heading for that direction. It was a long wait every time so we did our usual silence-breaker despite my difficulties keeping up.
"So, any idea what just happened back there and who that guy really is?" Someone along my group brought back the subject in a somewhat anxious tone. "Hah, Erykah's probably having a fantasy in her brain."
"I freakin' wanna kill them so bad!!!"
"Buuuut~ Authority's gonna arrest you."
"W-wait, you guys don't think th-that "He" is real...do you?" We turned our attention to Rane, who was, terrified of the said entity. She doesn't even dare say his name out loud and runs away if the topic is just. "I say 'yeah', there's too many information and evidence for him not to be." I answered without hesitation, wiggling my fingers in front of the child's face to create a... 'more or less' creepy effect. It mad
TSR - Scarce stranger - :audition p1:"Forever alone!" One yelled from behind me. I knew who she was. I recognized her voice.
"Emo!" Another joined in. There were at least 5 of them, mostly females. The others just made chicken noises to keep things simple and to make it look like they are just playing.
I simply walked away with my fist clenched tight. It was already dismissal and they still won't leave me alone. I thought I could remain cold and ignore their oh-so "wonderful" remarks, but I was wrong. The next minute, I found myself opening my bag, revealing its contents and searching for the scissors. The moment I found it, they started to scream. Run. Panic. "Lagot! Takbo na!" They yelled. In vague translation, that meant "Oh no! Run!" But who am I kidding? It's not like anybody's listening.
"Idiots all around, huh?" I thought in a different tone of voice.
"Not now, dude. I'm trying to stop myself." I whispered in thin air.
"And what? Narrating your life story while you do it? Come on, just chase a
On the Way to Extinction Ch.18"What are you doing?" Lorra gazed upon the trio as she was about to serve dinner.
Ana looked worried as the two others looked tired and confused.
"Uh, research." Andrew said.
The atmosphere changed and hesitation and betrayal filled the summer air.
"Well, hurry along, children. I got some appetizers before the main course."
The feel of their survival was purposely thrown out the window.
"Lorra, what's in this room?" Asked Anna.
Suddenly, they felt it wasn't so safe after all.
"Our grand daughter." Lorra glared.
"Thrancine, was it?" Dan raised an eyebrow.
"Yes." She answered, sheepishly.
The three survivalists suspiciously walked towards the dining room table, where they were suppose to have dinner. Though they didn't.
On the Way to Extinction Ch.17That night, the couple served leftover pasta to the survivors. They were torn in mixed emotions, between satisfaction and burden. It was only a matter of time before they will be forced to move on to the next city without the Asian raven.
"It's time to sleep." Dan announced.
As usual, the young men stayed in one group as the ladies stayed in another. Midnight that night, Ana was awakened by a terrifying snapping sound. The brunette quickly stood on her feet and looked out the cabin window to see an infected struggling to escape the bear trap it had stepped on. "Sorry, Mr. Dead." She laughed.
She was about to go back to bed when she overheard mumbling in the living room.
"But, what about these memories?"
"You're recovering from a coma, Thrancine. Those things you saw were dreams."
"But I know what's happening! We're in a zombie apocalypse! I'm a survi
On the Way to Extinction Ch.16"Dan, what happened?!" was the strain of words that escaped Ana the minute Dan came along.
His face was full of fear, his eyes gesturing he is within deep thoughts, and his constant trembling allowing him to give away that something was wrong. "A-arm.. V-.... Sh-she might be d-dead-..."
The young man started to stutter, holding the thought deeply. "You don't know that." Andrew shook his head. "She might still be alive." Ana added.
Another tug on Ana's hand disturbed the three. It was 3 continuous tugs, like someone was pulling it from the other side. The brunette looked on to the direction then sighed. "Kenny wants us to head to the house now. So, it's probably 5pm or something." Ana said.
"Wait, who's Kenny? And we got here only around the afternoon!" Andrew argued.
"Kenny is a survivor with the house I was talking about, and look at th
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