"Hello? I'm at Hyosan High School. Zombies showed up. Everyone's turned into zombies."
He explained.

"You can't say zombies. They won't believe you."
On-jo pushed.

"They're not exactly zombies, but they're something like that."
He continued.

Well, there's no way they're going to believe them now so they might as well think up a plan to make it out.
.......
"This isn't a prank!"
Cheong-san replied to the operator.

Just as Y/N and many others suspected, the police weren't going to believe them.

"..Anyway, come quick.

And with that, the operator hung up.

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"NO!! STAY AWAY!"
A feminine voice down the hall screamed.

"What? Where are they going?"

"Why are they leaving??"
Mostly everyone questioned, referring to the "zombies" who were now sprinting down the hallway, mindlessly.

Chasing. Hunting.

Due to the zombies chasing a poor soul, Gyeong-su decided to slide open the door.

Thankfully, a certain chocolate-haired boy pulled him back and talked some sense into him.

"What are you doing, moron?? Close it."

"Okay."

Distant groans of the presumed zombies could be heard throughout the halls, no matter where you were.

"Are they coming?"
On-jo questioned.

"He said they'll come."
Cheong-san replied.

"Did they believe you? What if they think it's a prank call and don't come?"
Gyeong-su whined.

"Call again! TELL THEM TO COME QUICK!"
Na-yeon screamed.

"-Stop yelling.. What if the zombies come back?"

"Give me that."
On-jo demanded as she ripped the phone out of Cheong-san's hands.

She dialed a number, then put the phone to her ear.

"Hello, do you know Capt. Nam So-ju from rescue team one?"
.......

"Oh, Capt. Nam So-ju is my dad. Please tell him to hurry over to my school."

.......

"-There's a fire! Hyosan High School, room 2-5. The fire is huge."

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The H/C haired girl was keeping watch over by the window, waiting for someone to arrive.

"No ones coming, right?"
Su-hyeok questioned as he put a hand on Y/N's shoulder.

"Something's going on at the gate."
She replied nonchalantly.

"Let's call the cops again.. They're not coming."
Na-yeon shrieked, interrupting their conversation.

"I'm trying but they're not picking up."
On-jo complained.

Na-yeon seemed to be deep in thought before walking directly up to the class president, Nam-ra.

"Hey. Do something. Tell Mrs. Park to come or something."
She demanded.

Nam-ra turned to her with a stoic expression on her face.

"Do something! Or at least have Y/N do it!"
Na-yeon pushed.

"What can she do?"
Su-hyeok spoke up.

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