As she awoke from her slumber, all she saw were the remains of the place she had awakened to. She was confused while unwittingly fading between clarity and haziness. She embarked on a journey that resulted in a chasing frenzy, leading her to the military's clutches. The previous forgotten cure researches were fuelled by a half-turned zombie that was constantly displaying reversal of zombification. Now the hunt is on for them, and she is the center of it all.

Brain Blame & The Undying

"This is going to be interesting." A quiet murmur was uttered as the audience at the back watched a few men standing up slightly from their seats getting ready to leave. People cast their sights on the fat man like they were watching prey that is ready for picking. 


"Should we step in?" The person wearing a smaller cloak tilted their head towards the taller person as she whispered slightly near his ears. Her eyebrows furrowing in concern for the man who had outbid a lot of the people inside the room. 


"No, you'll make your father notice us and spoil everything". The man held the other person's arm slightly tight. "Wait 'till everything is ready, don't slip up." He kept his tone firm causing the smaller one to pause before recollecting herself, she planned to shake off the hand that had been keeping her in place. 


"But that man might die." She retorted unhappily as she tried to unclasp the fingers that were beginning to dig into her skin. 


[Chapter Forty]