chapter 15: the zombie Heist part II

forty minutes ago they separated on groups of two. Beau & Leah together. Federico & Don-Savage together. and finally Joaquin & Chicken Wrath together.

Joaquin is walking on the hallway. Chicken Wrath is walking at his side. Chicken Wrath turns around. the hallway is too quiet. every step they take is too loud. Chicken Wrath asks Joaquin how he is doing. he wants to know if he has overcome his past.

Joaquin avoids making eye contact. there is nothing to say. saying that he feels good or bad isn't important. there is nothing new to say. it is all the same.

Joaquin puts a cigar on his mouth. he takes a lighter out of his inventory. lights the cigar, Joaquin starts to talk about his wife. he starts to talk about when he first met his wife. there is melancholy drawn on his eyes.

Chicken Wrath feels like there are things. there are things worth sharing with a friend, even more when is a friend like Joaquin. he doesn't usually talk about his own life, because he feel ashamed. but maybe now is the time.

"I am a washed-up inventor. when I was little, I was crazy for science fiction novels. I always dreamed with creating futuristic shit. so I studied hard thinking I had what it takes to create. the problem is that I never created anything successful. all my inventions were shit. and does that were worth a penny, a good penny, were stolen by my girlfriend. she gave my few good inventions to her lover."

said Chicken Wrath feeling bitterness for the past.

Chicken Wrath stops walking. he stays in there thinking for a moment. he is thinking about his boring past. how little he cared when she left. how little he cared when she stole his inventions or when he found that she was unfaithful.

the thing that hurt him the most. the thing that affected him the most, is that he was never important. he always dreamed with great things, in the end he died like a nobody. the guy who stole his little inventions at least had little recognition.

Joaquin asks him if he is okay. Chicken Wrath smiles. he tells him that everything is excellent, no more than excellent. he tries to forget the past. the past doesn't bring anything new to the table, it only brings obstacles to the road.

they keep walking. Joaquin can hear the voice of his wife. he thinks about what he lose. he is walking lost without purpose. he is just an empty, soulless, crazy, bastard. there is nothing left of him. nothing left to him.

the past is that thing you can't change. the past is something that will never be yours, not ever again. it is just a reminder that the present is here. and a reminder of what can be of the future if we don't change.

there is a zombie coming their way. it is a huge zombie with two heads. it is holding a huge mallet covered on blood. there are pieces of bones on it. the giant zombie looks at bout of them. it attacks. Chicken Wrath pulls Joaquin away from the attack.

tale mode on:

the security on the building has always been the same. one of the security guards, is an old man who worked for the company for about forty years. he is old and tired. he is thinking about retirement. he is thinking about staying till the end of the year. once out he is going to spend more time with his grand kids. he is dreaming of a future, a future that can't be on this world.

for the past days he has notice that something is off. people keep disappearing. new strange looking people keep coming. he has been feeling like someone is to come. someone evil or dangerous. he is thinking about his kids more lately.

the old security guard the other day saw one of the old employees. Manolo Dominguez, he is an old friend of the old man. every once in a while they smoke together. they go out for drinks. the old man sees Manolo as a nephew.

Manolo & his brother Macario Dominguez, they had been working for the company, since they graduated from college. the old man is friends with the brothers, he is also friends with most of the employees.

one day the old security guard was smoking. he saw Manolo. he noticed that he was a bit sad, almost crying. the old man talked to Manolo. he learned that Manolo is in love. he fell in love for a coworker. lady Sandra Del Billar is the name of said lady.

the old security guard gave some advice to the young man. he wanted to know later, if his advice was good enough for the young man. later that day. he saw a strange man. this strange man was covered on blood.

the strange man said his name is, "Ceyx." the man kept repeating his name. the security guards asks him to stop. the man named Ceyx killed them all, but one. the last man standing is the old security guard. Ceyx offered him a 'Gift.' then he bite the old man.

while the old man was bleeding out on the floor. Ceyx throw a huge mallet on the floor. he told the old man to take it. he old man didn't understood then. he feared for death. jet what happened to the old man was worst, he lose his humanity.

[end of the tale]

Joaquin falls on the floor. he is witness of how the giant mallet hits Chicken Wrath. he is crushed against the wall. Chicken Wrath is bleeding from the head. he spits blood. he is losing conscience. he is starting to see everything blurred.

Joaquin takes out his machete. he stands up. he tries to fight against the huge zombie. it is stronger than most zombies. Joaquin's machete breaks the mallet in half. a piece of the mallet hits Joaquin on the forehead. he is bleeding.

the zombie pushes him. Joaquin falls on the floor. he is attacked by the zombie. Joaquin takes his machete from the floor. he cuts half of the zombie's right head. the zombie falls on its knees.

Joaquin stands up. he nails the machete on the mouth of the zombie's left head. the zombie dies. some objects fall on the floor. Joaquin falls on the floor. he keeps bleeding from his head.

Joaquin drags himself towards Chicken Wrath. Joaquin asks him if he is still alive. Chicken Wrath smiles.

Chicken Wrath has problems breathing. he can't stand up. he is feeling really bad. Chicken Wrath looks at the dead zombie. he then looks at Joaquin. none of them can stand up. none of them are feeling good.

"I feel really bad. wake me up in forty minutes. just let me rest for some time."

said Joaquin on a light tone of voice.

Chicken Wrath takes a med-kit from his inventory. he tries to heal his own wounds. he realized that the mallet punctured a lung. he can't move much. he uses a device to communicate with the rest of the team. he told them what happened.

"they aren't coming any time soon. we are on floor seven. they are fighting zombies on the floor bellow. those assholes are taking their sweet time."

whispers Joaquin on a soft tone of voice.

Joaquin kept talking with his eyes close. he couldn't keep his eyes open. he felt so tired. so damn tired, jet he couldn't sleep. he was afraid of falling asleep.

Chicken Wrath takes a bar of chocolate from his pockets. he starts eating it slowly. he eats the chocolate not for hunger, but to ease his nerves. Chicken Wrath hears a voice calling for him. the voice is creepy & sinister.

he isn't sure if something is calling him, or is that a sign of his life starting to decay. he is trying to think about something positive. he tries to keep the calm. someone keeps calling for him. maybe it is That zombie.

"my jokes are garbage. those jokes. those are the jokes my dad use to tell, when I was just a child. my dad was working all the time. he broke his body & soul for me. he was a single father. a man fighting for me. he had hope on me. the few times we had a son and dad moment, he used to tell those really bad jokes. he used to think that he was cool, and I also use to think that he was super cool. I know he was super cool."

said Chicken Wrath crying.

there are some zombies coming. Chicken Wrath drags himself to the corpse. he wants to see if the zombie drop something good. he looks at some objects on the floor. he takes them all without a second thought. he puts them all on his inventory. he looks at the mallet of the zombie. he repairs it before taking it.

one of his lungs was trashed by the fight. maybe he is breathing with borrowed time. but he still has the will to keep fighting. he game world makes the impossible, to become possible. he drinks some energy drinks.

he can't hold the mallet for more than a minute. he puts it on his inventory. he falls on his knees. he awaits for his soon to be death. he takes a pistol. he shoots at the zombies killing some. he is too weak to protect himself or others.

he runs out of bullets. he falls on the floor. he loses consciousness. Joaquin opens his eyes to see the zombies. he takes his machete from the floor. he stands up. he fights the zombies. he kills the zombies. he spits blood. he feels a lot of pain.

Joaquin keeps fighting. his body has found a limit. he can't contain all the pain. Joaquin is afraid that if he lets go of the machete, he might die there. that small torch of living fire on his soul, that is what keeps him standing.

Joaquin screams with all the rage on his heart. he puts all his strength on the machete. he attacks more like a wild beast by instinct. he can no longer see the zombies. blood tears fall from his eyes. immense is the will of a man unwilling to die easily.

"I need to keep fighting. I need to keep fighting. I need to stay alive."

yields Joaquin with all his rage.

Joaquin can feel how his body can't move more. he can't breath properly. his hands are starting to shake. his hands are shaking as much as his legs. he falls on his knees. he is looking at the floor as the zombies are coming closer. he has given up.

"don't give up yet. I didn't came so far for nothing. you just wait in there."

said Federico trying to sound cool.

Federico uses his whip with electricity to decapitate zombies. the bodies are falling. Federico helps Joaquin to lie down. he tries to help him to stay alive. he looks at Chicken Wrath who is still breathing. he doesn't know what to do.

"fuck, I have two half dead bastards and I am no medic. okay some wise man once said some good old improvisation doesn't hurt. I hope whatever I do is worth something. please stay alive and don't die. fuck it. lets play revive the idiots."

said Federico feeling panic.

Federico is taking care of the two wounded man. he is worry. he is unsure if he can keep them alive. Don-Savage comes to him. he kills the zombies.

"I can take care of their wounds. go find a place in which we can rest."

said Don-Savage on a cold tone of voice.

Federico leaves. he shoots at the air. Don-Savage takes a look at Joaquin's wounds. he then takes a look at Chicken Wrath's wounds. he drinks an energy drink. he smiles. he is glad that they arrived on time.

Federico comes back. Federico carries Joaquin on his back. Don-Savage carries Chicken Wrath on his back. they go inside of an empty room. Federico closes the door. he falls on the floor. he closes his eyes. in two minutes he is already snoring.

Don-Savage feels relief. he was on time to save his comrades. he thinks that maybe this world isn't so bad. maybe there is hope for a better tomorrow. maybe, just maybe they can win the game.

"we live on a dangerous world. sometimes I believe this world, is nothing less than a reflection of the other one. all the horrors on this world are imitating the other one. is the other world even the real one? I don't know, and I don't care."

said Don-Savage with a lot of sadness on his voice.

Chicken Wrath wakes up. he looks at Joaquin. he looks at the other two. he smiles. he falls asleep again. some tears fall from his eyes. he was so worry for his comrade. what matters is that they are alive.

"don't let you emotions to be shown on this world. that is the most stupid thing to do. this world doesn't understand of righteousness. there is no pride on this world."

said Federico on a sad tone of voice.

Federico is angry for betraying them before. he wishes to repair the trust he destroyed. there is much to do. Federico asks questions to Don-Savage. they stay in there waiting for the others to come.

Don-Savage is trying to communicate with Beau. it seems like Beau is fighting. the zombies he is fighting are also special. Don-Savage is curious to know, if there are even more dangerous zombies on the building. worst zombies, than the one that almost killed two of their friends.