How did we end up like this...ugh
(The zombie bangs and tries to open the door, which I'm blocking with all my might)
Ugh...shit, it was just a close call...
(Moments earlier, when the zombie started running in my direction, I wasted no time and tried to close the door, but this guy arrived just before I could close it, and now this has turned into a clash of forces where I'm trying to close the door and this bastard is trying to get in...ugh)
(What should I do? Should I let go of the door and run as far as I can? With any luck, I can close the front door and this bastard would get trapped...but if I did that, this bastard is sure to eat the children and their mother....)
(Bangs on the door and it is pushed out a little)
Shit....
(What should I do? I can't stay holding the door forever) door. Eventually I'll get tired and the zombie will come in...)
(fuck...what a dilemma...)
(I.....I'm not obligated to protect them...after all, why put myself in danger for them is stupid since I don't even know them...but leaving kids abandoned with that thing...)
I.....
(I'm still thinking about the best possible option)
(maybe I could yell at them to lock themselves in the bathroom and then run outside and close the bedroom door...but I couldn't go back since these doors, once closed, require a key to open again. Plus, it's very likely they'll be attacked when they go out to look for food, or they'll stay put for fear and starve to death...)
shit....what should I do...
ugh....
(My arm, which I used to block the door, starts to tire....)
shit....
(I pull my arm back and quickly block it) the door with my back)
ugh... I can't go on like this...
(I feel my body starting to tire...)
(I feel myself starting to get dizzy in a sea of possibilities)
(what to do...)
(this is crazy, the fear of being destroyed by that thing and my conscience that refuses to abandon them... this is consuming me...)
I... just... will run.... I'll run as far as possible... it doesn't matter anymore...
(having made a decision, I push the door again with my arm and prepare to run for the exit...)
(I... am no kind of hero... I... am truly sorry)
(the moment I prepare to run, a voice interrupts my action)
Sir, are you okay? We heard loud bangs and...!!!
(Isao's face turned blue with fear, his legs and voice began to tremble)
.....Dad?
(Isao tries to retrace his steps but falls to the ground due to his shaky legs)
(Hana comes up behind Isao)
Hey... Isao, why are you on the ground?
(Isao turns to look at Hana and, with tears in his eyes, points to the door)
It's... it's... dad... dad...
(Hana looks at the zombie who was once her father and her expression pales)
(Hana lets out a scream and runs back to the bathroom)
Kyyyyaaa... mom...
(After Hana runs away, Isao tries to follow her, but his body doesn't seem to respond, perhaps due to fear)
Should I run now?
(I look down the hallway I'm supposed to run and inevitably meet Isao's gaze, which is covered in tears and snot)
I... I don't think I can do it...
(fuck...)
(this situation is shit)
(shit... I know I should run but...)
(I yell at Isao)
Isao, go back to the bathroom and close the door!
(Isao
to the...bathroom?!
Yeah! What are you waiting for?
Get up and hurry!
(Isao sits up, his body shaking, and locks himself in the bathroom...)
(okay... they locked themselves in the bathroom...)
(Now I... could still run... and survive, but I feel like if I did this, I wouldn't be able to bear living with this kind of guilt...)
(My breathing becomes a little heavy)
Ha... ah... ha... ah
Shit... I feel like my heart won't stop beating.
Okay... I'm going to do it...
(I take the gun out of my pocket and hold it in my other hand)
Okay... here I go... fuck...
(I feel my body shake a little)
Come on... now's not the time...
(I breathe a deep sigh)
NOW!
(I let go of the door and try to get as much distance as possible, but part of my jacket is caught by one of the zombie's hands, and I'm pulled back...)
Shit!
(I'm knocked to the floor with the zombie on top of me, and it moves its face closer, intending to bite me, but before it can do so, I manage to place the bat in its mouth...)
ugh... that was close.
(I push the bat away with one hand)
this is disgusting.
haff... Kkkaa... haaas... hha... grrraf...
(I raise the arm holding the gun and bring it close to the side of the zombie's head)
ugh... bastard... rot
(BANG)
(gunshot sound)
(the zombie stops moving and falls on top of me, but I manage to push it to the side)
(lying on the floor, I feel my heart pounding)
ha... ah... ha... ah... ha... ah
(heavy breathing)
shit... I feel a strange feeling of relief and tiredness at the same time...
(I get up and head towards (the bathroom door)
You can open it now, kids. It's safe out here...
(The door is slowly opened by Hisao after a couple of minutes)
(Hisao comes out of the bathroom and looks at his father's body)
He's not going to get up...right?
(In response to the question, I look at the zombie's body, although what caught my attention most was the head, as a pool of blood was beginning to form from the gunshot)
I doubt it...but we're not going to stay here to find out. This place isn't safe...
(I kneel down with one leg, trying to match Hisao's height)
Is your mother awake yet?
No...she still hasn't woken up...
...I see.
(No way, there's no other way...)
Okay...this is what we'll do.
Go with Hana and get ready to leave in about 10 minutes...
...go where?
You'll come with me to my room for the time being, since leaving you alone with your unconscious mother...isn't a good idea at all...
(Besides, it would be problematic if you were to die after everything I had to do to eliminate that thing)
Understood...
(Hisao turns around and enters the bathroom)
Okay...
(I stand up and head to the bedroom...)
(...)
Great...I got it...
(In my hands, I had a key that was most likely to the bedroom)
(With key in hand, I walk to the door and insert it into the doorknob)
CLANK...CLOCK
(The key turns in the doorknob)
Okay...it's the bedroom key
(I take the key out of the doorknob and put it in my pocket)
(I head to the bathroom to look for the kids)
Guys, isn't your mother awake yet?
(The children were trying to wake their mother again without success)
No, we tried, but she still won't wake up.
I understand...
(I head to the living room and leave my backpack on the living room sofa)
I don't think I'll be able to carry that woman with the backpack, so for now she'll stay here. Although, of course, I'll come back for her later...
That's for sure...
(I take the bat out of my backpack)
Although I have the revolver with me... I don't want to waste too many bullets if possible...
(With bat in hand, I head to the kitchen)
(Once inside, I go to the sink and turn on the faucet)
(A stream of water comes out, with which I clean the bat. Then I take a rag from the kitchen and dry it)
Okay, now it shouldn't be unpleasant for the children to carry it...
(After cleaning the bat, I head to the bathroom)
Okay, kids, we should go now...
(Hana and Isao nods)
Okay...
Okay...
(I approach Isao and hand him the bat)
This is it...
...Can you watch it while I take your mother?
Huh?...
(Isao hesitates a bit but then nods and takes the bat)
Okay, now...
(I approach the woman who was still unconscious and begin to lift her onto my back)
Shit...
(Her breasts hit my back)
Come on...Calm down, now's not the time for this...
(I lean over a little and lift the woman onto my back while holding her by raising her thighs slightly)
Okay, kids... let's go...
(After settling the woman on my back, we leave the room)
(...)
(on the stairs)
Wow... this is going to be exhausting...
(Climbing four floors carrying this woman on my back while I feel her chest...)
(I look down and see a painful bulge growing in my pants)
(Ugh... no way...)
(The sooner we get there, the sooner I can escape this kind of torture...)
(The kids and I go up to the eighth floor)