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Eleanor's POV


"That feels nice, what the fuck,"


Kinuha ko ang maliit na bowl at naglagay roon ng mainit na sabaw. Nagluto ako ng sinigang dahil sa mga nakita kong hindi pa expired na baboy sa supermarket. I made sure that it wasn't touched by zombie blood.


Delikado na kapag nakainom or nalasahan ko ang dugo nila. I'd rather die early than be dead because of those creatures that was once innocently living on this earth. Pagkatapos kong kumain, dumiretso ako sa lamesang may mga gadget at baril. I've experimenting different types of gear and bullets that can kill their brain.


Always aim for the brain.


Zombies can't drop dead if you hit weak spots like their chest, arms, legs, feet, etc. Always aim for the head and brain. Kinasa ko ang ginawa kong baril na naglalaman din ng kuryente for when you get guard up by zombies or a group, you can shock them if you make them close enough. Thanks, dad, I can really use some of my brain cells for these shits.


Napasulyap ako sa ibabaw ng higaan ko. I attached some CCTV cameras since this place I'm staying for a short while is an open space. Zombies have sensitive hearing but they're blind when it becomes dark. Their sense of smell is so low that I can freely walk around like a cat.


I saw a red figure walking towards my venture house. Siningkit ko ang mga mata upang mas lalong makita kung ano or sino ang papalapit rito. Nakita kong umiika ika ang pigura kaya napabuntong hininga ako at sinaludo ang sarili.


Even though I can come out strong, I'm still scared of the fact that they or someone can still track me. That's why I never had stuff like a phone or a computer. I only have TVs so I can watch from the CCTV cameras. Umakyat ako papuntang nagsasailbing rooftop ang may silbi dito sa kabuuan ng bahay ko.


"It's time to die." kinasa ko ang sniper at tinutok sa ulo ng zombie.


Breath in, breath out.


I froze.


Bigla ko nalang naramdaman ang isang malamig na metal sa sentido ko. I acted chill and composed before shooting the zombie in the head. I slowly pulled my right eye away from the scope and calmly faced a guy who was the same as last time but with a different name.


Eugenio Castel. He used an anti detection tracksuit underneath his armed vests so that my sensitive scans won't work on him. I casually shifted my head to already see cars in front of my own base. Did they use pitch-black covers to not gain suspicions?


Incredible.


"I gotta tell you. Your organization has some brains." I smiled at him. Not the kind of smile that you'll give to someone who has a kind heart. A cold smile with conviction is on my lips.


All I received from him is a single and creepy smirk before knocking me out.


Then it all went blank.

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