Chapter 2 - Day 2-3

Day 2:

2:00 

I heard something falling below me.

I can hear a faint growl below, is it the married couple? i don't want to think about it i need to sleep.

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6:00

I get awoken by a gunshot.

It seems there are still survivors somewhere.

I really want to go find them but i can't recklessly go down every floor.

Today's goal is to go down a floor and see the status of the apartment of the married couple.

In this building there is only one apartment for each floor with a big terrace It is a model, and every apartment looks pretty much the same.

7:00

First, i need to eat, i start the day with a fruit and I'll gear up.

I got some gloves a sweatshirt and a jean i put on my shoes and took the iron bar with me.

As of now, phones are useless so i'll use the last of my battery to light up the darkness-shrouded building.

I am scared, i am trembling, i don't want to die just yet, isn't it too dangerous?

For 15 minutes i stay put in front of the door.

"I can do it, today is just an information-gathering mission i will not fight these monsters"

I check the peephole and with the dim light showing the staircase door, i don't see anything.

I unlock the door and slowly open it.

I take a step out then i close the door behind me. I am sweating profusely because of the heat and the anxiety but protection is more important i prefer to have more parts covered than being cool and dead.

I take my phone at 55% and light the torch. There is indeed nothing in the hall. I go in front of the door of the staircase making sure to make no sound in case they are sensitive to it.

The door wasn't that far just ten steps away from my front door but it felt like a hundred meters.

I put my hand on the helm of the door and open it just an eye wide. There is nothing.

I fully open the door and i start to go down step by step i can hear my heart beating more clearly than my steps.

Then finally after what seemed like hours i arrived at the 13th-floor door. I in front of the door am hesitant then just like earlier i open it just an eye wide sadly this doesn't give me all the information that i need i can only see the front door of my neighbors.

I need to go further but i know there is a zombie on this floor i am shaking.

I muster the courage necessary to open the door and i bite my lip and finally, i fully open it. I looked where i couldn't on the write toward the elevator and nothing i let out a sigh of relief.

The hall is safe but the odor is putrid it makes me want to vomit.

*Cough, couch*

I unwantedly let out two coughs.

I stop moving. Did the zombies inside heard me? Are they now waiting just in front of the door so that when i open it i'll be attacked?

I stick my head to the door but i don't hear any growling or scratching on the door, i think i can at least catch a glimpse of the inside.

I catch the door knot i hold my breath and then...

Click..

It's closed, i breathed out, i was clouded in my thoughts i didn't even think of the possibility that this was closed.

If i want to get in here or in all the other apartments i need all the keys but the concierge has it and he lives on the 1st floor, fuck.

I quickly get out of there and go up into my apartment.

I get out of those hot clothes and close the door.

At long last i could breathe, it seemed like a great and long expedition but it took me 10 minutes to go down the floor. Ahhhh i will never get out of this building. I am too much of a coward for this.

I rest on the sofa for a minute while drinking a little bit of water.

Maybe i can get down by the terrace with a rope? No i am too weak and i don't have a rope at most i have some sheets but i am not confident in my rope crafting skill to hand myself from so up in the air.

Hmm...! I got an idea why not use a sheet rope to look at the situation downstair with my phone?

After a quick break i start to make a sheet rope with some spare and attach my phone to it now at 50%;

I start recording and i let it slide off of my terrace down. When i am at a good height i move in all the corners of my terrace to have a higher degree of view of the inside.

After a while, i got the phone up and got back on the sofa. I look at the video. The patio door, from the living room to the terrace was open. Uh, i think i'll skip lunch, i can see the remains of someone with almost only the skeleton painted red in blood with a lake of brown dry blood on the floor.

A little bit further i see some broken plates on the floor.

-Maybe that's what woke me up?

And next to it the husband. With blood all over him on his mouth, on his clothes, on his hand, basically everywhere he had a knife in his heart it seemed like she defended herself but he was still standing like it was nothing. And he just... ate his wife.

* blaarghh*

I vomited in the trash can from the sight.

How could it be that this was a human, i can't even imagine it.

At this rate, everything i eat will get out that's no good its too much of a waste i need to strengthen my mind.

Anyway, i reached this day's goal to gather information about downstairs, i never heard any children in there so there should be only Mr husband in there. But it will still be challenging.

I skipped lunch and until 15:00 i watched the video from the phone to iron my mind from the sight and finally, i was more used to it i didn't have a vomit reflex at least.

I finished the day reading a book from my library to pass the time and treated myself to some fruit and biscuits.

Day 3

8:00

I want to get down but i don't have the key, maybe i need to go down even more?

Today's goal is to check the state of the 12th floor. Frankly, i don't know who lives here but we'll see.

I take a cold shower, breakfast and then i gear up and take my now 30% battery phone;

I use the light and i get out this time i don't hesitate, i check the peephole and then i open the door. Still trembling and with a dangerously high heartbeat rate. I get on the staircase and get down one floor.

I am on the 13th floor now.

Then with a cold sweat, i get down step by step and finally arrive before the 12th-floor door.

I don't hesitate or take a breath.

I opened the door slightly and i froze.

Before me a back, a human back, or is it? I can hear the growl, i hastily but nonetheless stealthily close the door and catch a silent breath.

My hands are moist, i am trembling. This is a zombie.

I should have taken more precautions and waited to see if i could hear anything on the other side to open the doors. I was so stupid!

I try to calm myself.

If we see the good side, i didn't see me and it has its back turned to me so maybe i can knock him with my bar into the end before he realizes i am here.

Yeah, let's do that.

I am confident i can have him if i am quick and precise in my strike.

I breathe in and out to try to prepare myself. I get up, open the door entirely, and focus on the zombie before the front door.

I see it his back is still open to me. I tighten my clutch on the bar and i go in a few steps and swing it at its head.

My metal bar hit the head and crushed it against the ball before him.

It was a success i felt the exhilarating feeling of adrenaline coursing through my veins. Then i hear footsteps behind me 2 meters behind.

I Hastily turn back but by mistake, i let go of the bar in the head of the zombie that slides toward the ground.

I am stricken by fear as i see dimly lit by my phone that i put on the floor, another zombie walking toward me albeit slowly, he is very close. I push him, and he falls down in this brief moment i try to take back my metal bar but it is stuck in the skull, i can't take it out!

The zombie is trying to get up but i stomp on its head, but he isn't dead, he catches my legs and scratches it with its rotten hand and then i stomp on his head once more, and again and again, and then he is at last dead. 

At the same moment, i unwilingly let out a slight smile.

I didn't check the corner by the elevator what a stupid mistake fuck... i look at my shoe it's coated in a strange red-orange mix of blood and flesh, it's disgusting it makes me flinch but not vomit this time.

-"To think i'll need to do this on a regular basis from now on this world is really a tough one. argh."

I look down at my sweatshirt and my head is alike because of the first one.

I look at the corpses, they seem human.

-"So to remain human in this world you need to commit murder what a joke Ha Ha..."

Tear flow down,

"Why did it happen ... i want to go back to how it was before "

I took the metal bar out of the skull and i got up to home.

I instantly showered and washed these clothes.

Why is surviving difficult? Because of the supply i thought, yeah sure it's hard, but living with the monster that you see in the mirror knowing that's still the best version of you considering the circumstances, it's so hard how can one live alone a life killing no actually i hate myself so much not because i killed but because i liked it the thrill of the combat the discharge of adrenaline and dopamine in the brain when i finished,...them that was so good.

Who are the real monsters? The ones who were turned into one or the ones who turn themselves into one?

While still in shock i bandaged my leg just above the ankle, there was a scratch, am i infected, or is a scratch not enough?

-"I'll see later for now i need to rest"

I grab a bite and sleep on the sofa.