Chapter 3: Die 1.1

When on my way home I saw Carl waiting for me at the front door.

"Hey! Carl sorry you waited"  I yelled.

"Oh, no it's fine I just got here," Carl said.

*In Carls mind*

"Son of a bitch, I've been waiting here for half an hour"

Back to Mark's POV:

"Oh, there's the pizza!" I yelled when I see the guy in a domino's pizza uniform.

"Here's your pizza sir," the delivery guy said.

"Oh, thanks! How much again?" I ask.

"Oh, that will be $12, sir," the delivery guy said.

I take a look at my wallet and I grab some money, I was about to pay but my money was only $5.

I looked at Carl and said, "Um, Carl do you have some money?"

"Oh, yeah I have some, here" Carl give me $10 to pay for the pizza.

"Thanks, Carl! You're the best!" I thanked Carl for paying for half of the pizza for me.

*Inside Carl's mind again*   

"Bruh, I only come here to play but why did I pay for a pizza"

Carl and I went inside the house snd eat some pizza.

"Hey, Mark let's play already. We can eat this pizza later on" Carl said.

"Oh, yeah. But what do you want to play?" I ask.

"Um, let's play duo's on Warzone" Carl suggests.

"Hmm, okay," I said.

Shut up, you didn't even do anything you just go rush their base and always end up dying and that makes the enemy team have an advantage and you're telling me that you carry our asses are you out of your god damn mind Carl" I yelled to Carl.

"Yo, let's stop, we've been playing for like 4 hours straight" I suggest to Carl.

"Yeah, my eyes are hurting" Carl agrees.

I was about to take a drink but my phone rang.

"Oh, Mark someone's calling," Carl said.

I answer the phone saying "Hello who is this?",

"Mark this is Drew" the caller answered.

"Oh, Hi uncle Drew. What up,?" I ask.

"Can you go to the Hospital?" Uncle Drew asks.

"Um, why?"

I asked uncle Drew but he didn't answer.

"Just come and you'll see"

That's what he said. That's strange.

"Hey, Carl I need you to go home. I'm going somewhere"

I need Carl out of the house before I leave.

"Where?" Carl ask.

"What where?" I ask also.

"Where are you going? Dipshit." Carl's annoying response.

"Oh, at the Hospital" I answered.

"Why?" Carl ask.

"I don't even know why. Uncle Drew just tell me to go to the hospital, that's it he never tells me why" I answered.

After we cleaned up I grab a taxi and went to the hospital

I entered the Hospital and, there were so many people.

There was a man who his feet looked like it was devoured by a shark. But no, the bite was small and, it doesn't look like a normal sea animal would do a bite that fatal.

I was about to go near the man and take a closer look but someone calls me.

"Hey! Mark!" Uncle Drew yelled.

Drew tells me to follow him.

"Why, do you call me to be here?" I ask Drew.

"I'm gonna explain it to you when we got there" Drew tells me.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"We're going to the morgue" Drew answered.

"Um, why?" I ask.

He didn't answer my question so just didn't ask him anymore, maybe it's his sibling that's why he doesn't want to talk about it.

We got to the front of the morgue and, we were about to enter but Drew said that I need to be strong.

At first, I didn't understand what he ea saying but I just realized that it's already 8 o'clock.

Dad and mom were supposed to go home at 7 o'clock because we will cook the fishes that they caught.

We enter the room and I saw 6 bodies covered in white cloth.

"Drew what's this?" I ask Drew while my voice is shaking

After I saw how many bodies are I get anxious about what if that was my family?

Drew didn't answer my question again.

"Un, sir can you take the white cloth on this body?" I ask while breathing heavily.

My knees got weak and my body started to fall to the ground when I see my mom's face missing its other half.

Tears just started to pour into my eyes, I feel so weak. I feel like my body is going to collapse.

I can't handle this situation and just cry and cry and cry.

I wiped my tears and looked at mom's face, her eyes were still open, I looked at her eyes, and for that split second our eyes were locked.

I suddenly feel dizzy, like I'm so sleepy...

I blacked out...

"Ugh, where the fuck am I, ugh so bright," I said as I woke up on the floor.

I stand up and somehow I'm on a boat.

"Wait, why am I here? I was at the... hospital! No...no no Mom!" I said as tears started to pout in my eyes.

"Hey, Mark come here imma teach you how to catch a fish!" My dad yelled.

I wipe my tears and looked into dad's eyes and noticed that there's something wrong, but I still let him teach me how to fish.

"Okay so here's the 1st step. First, get a bait" Dad said.

Looks like I passed out and somehow I managed to time travel to the past huh?

"Hey! Mark are you listening?" Dad asks.

"Um, come again?" I ask.

"*sigh* As I said the first step is to get bait," Dad said.

"Okay, is this long enough for the fish to get baited?" I ask while holding the earthworm.

"Yeah, that's long enough, now put it in the hook," Dad said.

"Okay," I answered.

I was putting the worm to the hook, and a thing started to splurt into the worm's body. It was like blood with mud?

"Ew! What's that thing!" I screamed.

"Oh, calm down Mark it's nothing it's just some liquid coming out through the worm. Nothing to worry about and, that worm is harmless" Dad said.

"Oh, okay," I said with my embarrassed laugh.

"So, now for step 2, you need to cast your fishing rod," Dad said.

I throw the fishing rod just like dad told me to.

"So, now what?" I ask.

Dad grabs a chair to sit on and he said, "Now, we wait".

It has been 9 minutes since we cast our fishing rods but we still couldn't catch anything.

Well, Dad stared at the rods for 9 minutes waiting for a fish to get caught but for me, those 9 minutes were quite plenty of time to think about what's going on here.

Looks like my whole family is going to die, might as well joi-

"Oh! It moved!" Dad shouted.

"H- huh? W-what?" I ask as I stuttered.

"C'mon move! We caught a fish!"

I rushed towards dad and hold my fishing rod.

My dad helps me to pull the fishing rod and, we caught a fish!

"We caught fish!" I shouted that startled my mom.

We were about to get the fish using the fishnet but, the fish looks odd.

The fish looks sick?

I don't know how a fish can be sick but it does look sick, its eyes were just white, and there's this blue like fog coming out of its mouth.

My dad takes a look at the fish and threw it away in the sea.

"What the fuck? Is that a dead fish?" Dad said.

"Yeah, that fish looks odd," I said.

"Hey, Mark come here we need more players!" Christian yelled.

"Oh, okay! Dad let's do fishing later at night, I'm gonna play with the twins for now 'Kay?" I ask dad.

"Yeah, go on play with them lets just fish later," Dad said.

We played many, many rounds of Uno, and Christian never won so he gets to eat some pickles.

I and Christa grab the pickle jar and give it to Christian.

"Eat up, loser HAHA!" Christa yelled and give a loud laugh.

"Pickles!? Oh hell no y'all know that I hate pickles!" Christian yelled in anger.

"No, no you gotta eat it. That's the consequence of being a loser HAHA!" Cody yelled while giving an annoying laugh.

"Yeah, gotta eat those, loser" I nervously said to Christian.

"Wow, you too Mark huh? When did you learn to be like these guys huh?" Christian asks with furious eyes.

"Hey! Back off loser, don't you dare lay hand on Mark. He's our champion HAHA!" Christa yelled and bring loud laughter once again.

"Okay, fine I'll eat okay? So shut up." Christian irritating response.

Christian take the pickle jar and grab 3 pieces, and shove it in his mouth.

                And after just 10 seconds, he threw up.....

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