Chapter 7: "The Shocking Revelation"

"Taehyung's Pov"

As we entered the command center, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The rows of computers and surveillance monitors seemed to stretch on forever, like a digital labyrinth. Niki led us to a central console, where a lone figure sat, shrouded in shadows. I shot Y/n a sideways glance, my eyes asking, "What's going on?"

"Welcome, Y/n and Taehyung," the figure said, its voice low and gravelly, like a zombie's growl. "I've been expecting you."

Niki stepped forward, his eyes locked on the figure. "Commander, we need to talk."

The commander swiveled in its chair, revealing a shocking sight. It was a zombie, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly intelligence. I felt a jolt of fear, my mind racing with questions. How was this possible? What did it mean?

Y/n stumbled backward, her eyes wide with fear. "What...what do you mean?"

The commander leaned forward, its eyes glinting with a sinister light. "We've been experimenting, Y/n. Trying to find a way to coexist with the infected. And we've made some...fascinating discoveries."

I raised an eyebrow. "Fascinating? That's one way to put it. I'd say 'terrifying' is a better fit. And also, can we talk about how ugly you are? I mean, seriously, who thought this was a good look? 'Let's make a zombie army and make them all wear ripped clothes and have bad hair days'?"

Y/n shot me a look, her expression a mixture of exasperation and amusement. "Taehyung....."

The commander's grin was grotesque, its lips curled up in a macabre smile. "Ah, Taehyung. Always the jokester. But this is no laughing matter."

I snorted. "No laughing matter? You're a zombie, for crying out loud! You're the definition of a laughing matter. I mean, have you seen your outfit? It's like you raided a thrift store and put together a 'worst of the 90s' fashion show."

The commander's expression turned cold, its eyes glinting with a sinister light. "Enough, Taehyung. This is no joke. We're trying to survive here."

I shrugged. "Survive? You're a zombie. You're already dead. What's the worst that could happen?"

Y/n rolled her eyes. "Taehyung, stop antagonizing the zombie commander."

I grinned. "Sorry, Y/n. I just can't help it. I mean, have you seen its hair? It looks like it stuck its finger in a socket."

Y/n: (Tries hard Not to laugh)

The commander's laughter was like a cold wind. "You think you're funny, Taehyung. But you're just a foolish human. You don't understand the power of the infected."

I raised my hands in mock surrender. "Okay, okay. I get it. You're powerful. You're ugly. You're...wait, no, you're just ugly."

The commander's expression turned glacial. "You'll soon see the true power of the infected. And when you do, you'll wish you had never mocked me."

Suddenly, the lights flickered and died, plunging us into darkness. I heard the sound of footsteps, heavy and deliberate, coming from the shadows.

"Y/n, Taehyung," the commander's voice called out, its voice echoing off the walls. "You should not have come here. Now, you will never leave."

And with that, the darkness closed in around us, and everything went black.

⁠˙⁠❥To be continued...