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Amelia's POV:

"Fück this," I scoff, jumping a fence real quick and sprinting to find safety.

Alls I wanted was to get some nice food but I'm not in the mood to deal with a bunch of zombies right now. I can hear them angrily rattling the metal as I make my escape which only causes me to run faster.

I quickly head for a fire escape and start to climb up it. It's been about a year since South Korea ended up in an endless downward spiral ever since a virus bomb was dropped at the center of Seoul.

I remember it being my first day at a new school, but I wasn't even able to make it through the front doors before I was sent running for my life.

"Giving up that easily, huh?"

I almost lose my footing at the sudden voice above me, "Shït!"

"You scare so easily," the boy starts to laugh, annoying me even further.

"You know, I'd really appreciate if you wouldn't keep popping up out of nowhere, Idol boy," I roll my eyes at him, climbing up to his level.

"How many times have I told you not to call me that, zombie girl?" He glares at me, "my name is V. Say it with me, 'V-"

"Shut it, Q. Leave me alone," I cut him off.

I met this kid a while ago while I was in a similar situation to now. Then, I was quite naive when it came to meeting humans during an apocalypse so I was quick to befriend him. However, since then, I've learned that you can't trust anyone anymore.

"Yah! Wait up!" He calls after me. He follows behind into my small camp out room.

Guess I'm going to have to move, yet again. He never fails to find me. Like seriously, I think he has a tracker on me or something. This time I made it too easy though.

"Here," He says, handing me a bag full of food, "I already raided that place,"

"Thanks," I mumble, reluctantly taking it out of his hands.

"Where'd you actually get this from?" I ask.

"What do you mean?"

"Come on, I know there's no way you could've taken on all those walkers," I chuckle, "You're too much of a softy,"

"Really?" His eyebrows raise, lifting his gun before firing it out the window.

I quickly turn around and watch the gas station explode, the canopy falling over onto dozens of walkers. He practically just took out all of them with one shot.

I purse my lips, "lucky shot,"

"Nothing I do will ever prove that I'm right, will it?" He sighs.

"Not a thing," I nod my head in agreement while eating some chips he found.

"Well, would you believe me if I told you that a second bomb is scheduled to drop at this very location in just under 24 hours?"

I eye him, watching his expression to see if he'll add 'I'm just joking!' right after but he only stares blankly at me. Silence surrounds us as I continue to wait for his normal goofy smile to appear.

"I'm not joking," he adds into contrast to what I was hoping for.

"How would you even know that in the first place?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"The radio," He answers simply.

"I don't believe you," I shake my head, popping some more chips in my mouth.

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