Zombies are everywhere.
Smoke billows.
I want to survive...
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I am a human being and I have always believed that. I'm afraid of becoming... Them. That's right, "it"s.
They are a group of living dead who pretend to be resurrected. After being infected by the virus, the living cells of the body become necrotic, but the brain cells are extremely active. The only way to kill them is with a headshot.
It's so easy to say, as long as you blow their heads off, they won't attack you, won't eat you, won't... Let you turn into one of their kind.
Yes, it's easy to say... How can it be so easy? For me, an ordinary boy who only studies in school, memorizes formulas, and only likes to play basketball, how can it be so easy?
I watched helplessly as my classmates, teachers, and principals turned into creatures I didn't recognize. After escaping home, I found that my parents had also turned into slow-moving, ferocious-looking, strange and perverted monsters. I can only say that I was completely shattered.
Thoroughly.
…What are those? What are those..., What are those...
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