episode_0002

I couldn’t think of hiding the noise.

The situation is already a mess, so what are you doing by walking quietly?

So, I hurriedly went down the few stairs, pounding hard.

The groans of zombies could be heard from the second floor as well.

There must have been a few zombies on the first floor, so I saw zombies running toward the stairs when they saw me.

It was a dilemma.

The road to escape towards the entrance is blocked by zombies.

However, it is also absurd to run away by taking the stairs.

“………………….”

All that was left was the half-open door in front of me.

That was the manager’s room. I was sure because the manager’s phone number was posted on the front door.

It was the same as it was two weeks ago when the manager left the indoor slippers on because he was too lazy to open the door.

I didn’t know what was inside, but zombies were still better than zombies.

A minority is better than plurality.

So I hurriedly took off my slippers, entered the room, and closed the door with my body.

Along with the sound of the door locking, I heard a knock on the door.

“Fuck…..!”

I quickly locked the other locks, threw away the baseball bat, stepped on the water on the floor, and dragged the refrigerator out.

Without even knowing where that strength came from, I unplugged the refrigerator and pushed it towards the front door.

After blocking the door, I felt so relaxed that I had no choice but to slump against the refrigerator.

“Ha…. Haha….. Phew……”

Is it because of the relief of surviving, or the sense of accomplishment of having accomplished something great?

No, maybe it was both.

Even though my body wasn’t strong, it felt incredibly good.

While enjoying that exhilarating feeling, I realized one thing.

Someone’s body was shaking in the room in front of me.

So, it seems like it’s floating 30cm in the air.

“……This world.”

It was a worldview in which survivors turned into zombies when they died.

In other words, the janitor hung himself, died, and became a zombie.

And in that state, I came in, and the manager who saw the survivor was struggling.

As soon as I understood this, I immediately jumped up and reached out to grab the baseball bat.

But before that, a zombie fell to the ground and lunged at me.

“Evil!”

If you get crushed while lying down, you really die.

So I have no choice but to turn around.

That zombie is trying to bite my neck.

If you are bitten on the neck, you will die from excessive bleeding.

Then something has to give. What?

“Ack! Fuck, evil!”

When I came to my senses, I was putting my left arm in the zombie’s mouth.

Perhaps because it had been a long time since it had been hung, the zombie’s teeth were weak.

It was incredibly painful, but at least I didn’t think I would get a bite.

So, just act calmly.

But there was no way that I could act calmly.

“You fucking bastard! die! Die!”

I already had no strength, and the fists I threw out arbitrarily out of fear didn’t hurt.

Of course, the zombie chewed my left arm without even blinking.

Plus, it was on my stomach, so I couldn’t kick it.

After hitting the zombie’s head several times, I realized a way.

There is a baseball bat by my bedside now.

Although my left arm hurt like hell, it was clear that it wouldn’t be that bad.

That zombie. Because my teeth are weak, I’m just chewing.

In short, there is more time.

So, I took a deep breath and slowly started pushing the floor with my legs.

It was difficult to push the weight of two people with my legs, but I had to do it.

Because you can only survive if you hold the baseball bat with your right hand.

The zombie was holding my left arm with both arms and muttering, wondering what was so strange.

“Fuck….. Phew… Fuck……..”

When I moved, the body of the zombie on top of me shook.

And when the zombie’s body shook, the zombie’s mouth also shook.

Of course, the left arm that the zombie was chewing on also shook.

So it fucking hurts.

“흐윽…. 개새끼….. 진짜….. 좆같이 아프네……”

Fortunately, the handle of the baseball bat was caught by the end of my fumbling right hand.

As I was about to hit my head, I realized one thing.

Now the zombie is sinking its teeth into my left arm.

But it was obvious that if I hit the zombie’s head vertically, the teeth would sink deeper into my left arm.

So I took a deep breath and swung the bat as horizontally as possible.

“Ack! Fuck!”

Ignoring the sharp pain in my left arm, I hurriedly moved my body to get away from the limp zombie.

Perhaps the shock was greater than expected, and the zombie was unable to move easily.

Then, as if it had come to its senses again, the zombie opened its mouth.

I gave that fucking bastard a bat instead of meat.

“Huh!?”

“죽어, 개새끼야!”

The zombie groaned, its teeth falling out and its jaw broken.

And then I swung the baseball bat again.

once. twice. third time. I caught my breath and gasped four times.

Five, six, seven. Finally, eight with all my might.

Just like the returning student zombie, the zombie whose head disappeared stopped moving.

“Fuck……”

I slowly rolled back and fell asleep.

Then I lay down on my back and caught my breath.

My heart was pounding and my left arm was shaking.

wound. Yes, what should I do first with the wound?

Fortunately, there is a first aid kit in this room.

When tenants got hurt, the manager would give them at least simple medicine.

He hurriedly pushed the janitor’s body away with his feet and then searched the room.

“Found it!”

Soon, a first aid kit came into view.

And it seemed like they had the medicine I wanted.

There was an unopened bottle of saline solution, and various ointments and bandages.

………The left arm was in serious condition.

Dark, sticky blood was flowing out, and it seemed to have gone several centimeters deep.

Plus, I felt like I was screwed as my stomach started to swell more and more.

Fortunately, I had heard about how to do it in a novel.

While washing with clean water, open the wound, disinfect it until red blood comes out, and apply ointment.

He then said that if I roll it up with gauze and apply the medicine three times a day, I will get better soon.

It’s not a very serious wound.

But for me it was serious.

Opening up the wounds. Even if I just touch it, it’ll hurt me to death.

“……………………………”

Just in case, I held the saline container in place with my thigh and opened the lid with my right hand.

Then I added a few drops of saline solution to the wound, and I thought I was going to die.

I desperately tried to keep the saline solution in so I didn’t spill it, but I had no choice but to keep my mouth open while my left arm trembled for a while.

Why the fuck? When it hurts, you don’t even scream.

It was exactly like that. It’s so fucking hot and sore and painful, but I have to pick it with my finger.

“…….After.”

If you don’t do this, you will eventually die from infection.

It has to be female. Since I don’t want to cut off my arm, I have no choice but to treat it in the end.

I picked up the saline solution container with my trembling right hand and walked to the sink.

And then he put his left arm on the sink.

“Hmm…….”

I desperately tried to hold back my moans, but as soon as the saline solution touched me, the pain rose.

I put down the saline solution container, thought for a moment, and then put saline solution on my right hand.

And immediately he started picking at the wound on his left arm.

Along with the indescribable pain, sticky blood came rushing out.

As I watched something dark and red spreading across the sink, I picked up the saline solution container with trembling hands.

“Huh……. Phew. Phew. Haa…… Haaa……”

It fucking hurt.

Moreover, dark red and sticky blood was still coming out of the wound.

I chewed and swallowed the swear words that were pounding all the way down my throat, and meticulously picked the wound with my fingers.

The fucking guy chewed it so well that the wound was as big as a finger joint.

Still, after washing it like that three or four times, the blood was no longer sticky.

Instead, it was still dark red, so I had to wash it by pouring saline solution again.

After spending dozens of minutes disinfecting, I wiped my dripping arm with a tissue and sat down.

“…………………………………”

The wound on my arm was definitely better than before.

The swelling had decreased, and the bleeding seemed to have stopped.

Still, just in case, I squeezed out the ointment, applied it thoroughly, and wrapped it with gauze.

Then, I attached it tightly with medical tape and inspected the outerwear.

” Sons. This is a bit expensive.”

The left arm of the outer garment was tattered.

Although there were holes in it, it wasn’t so bad that I couldn’t wear it.

So, I washed the bitten area with the bottled water I found in the returning student’s room earlier.

Then, to come to my senses, I took off my headset, walked to the sink, and poured bottled water on my head.

Lukewarm water dripped down my hair.

Then he seemed to come to his senses.

I thought about this while wiping my hair with the towel I had in my room.

What the fuck should I do now?

It was clear that I needed to get some rest first.

Because my stamina was so low, there was no way I could do anything more.

And if I was going to rest, I had to rest well, and if so, I had to take more than a day.

I want to avoid going halfway and getting chased at night.

Let’s be safe and wait long enough to distract the zombies.

But for that, food was needed.

“Wow, I love you.”

I went into the room to see if there was any food, but there was a lot of things like ramen.

No, it wasn’t just ramen.

There were also a lot of canned food. There was also spam.

There were wet tissues and bottled water lying around on the ground.

I was in a daze because I didn’t understand why he died after leaving something like this behind, and then I saw a note on the desk.

“Fuck.”

I received a phone call from my parents, and they said they received a phone call moaning and saying, “I love my son.”

And the phone call ends with his parents screaming, and he dies like this because he has no intention of living at all.

If you are someone who has lived in this officetel, please make good use of the food available here.

Such a will was scrawled on it.

There was also a postscript written on the back, telling people not to think about burying the body.

Just putting him on the bed and covering him with a blanket is enough.

Of course I was planning on doing that. But instinctively, I couldn’t help but focus my attention on the next sentence.

“………….Wait. You have a weapon…?”

It was written that there was a three-stage self-defense baton made of steel under the bed.

After thinking about and remembering the words to use the deceased’s belongings carefully and not to worry about them, I looked under the bed.

There really was a 3-level self-defense baton.

He stuffed it into his pants pocket and dragged the caretaker’s body to listen to his will.

Although it looked a bit funny, I was able to get it to lie down on the bed.

Then, after straightening the body in as neat a manner as possible, they covered it with a blanket.

And lay down on the floor.

First of all, I wanted to get some sleep. I wanted to get some rest.

That way, you will be able to survive.