I have been walking for hours. my legs are starting to hurt.
I need somewhere safe to rest. Even a cafe would do.
Though every cafe I saw was either closed or destroyed.
Bad luck is all around me.
I was starting to get anxious, anxious that I wouldn't find anywhere to rest.
If I sat down to rest right here in the street, I would become a free meal for those devilish creatures.
What is the difference though? I am a free meal anyway since I am walking in the streets.
After more walking, my legs started feeling sore. It feels like knives are stabbing them.
I noticed a dead police officer equipped with a crowbar and, laying down dead on the concrete sidewalk.
There also was a Glock next to him, a magazine inside it. It wasn't fully inserted, meaning he perhaps was trying to reload it.
And so I walked up next to him.
Inspecting his Glock, I noticed that it's magazine was empty.
With a further inspection on his dead body, I could safely say he was also out of reserve ammunition.
Now that I knew the Glock was useless to me, I put it back where I got it from.
It seemed like he wasn't really dead for a while.
He still had his hair and nails on his body.
I felt disturbed, but decided to get the crowbar. Perhaps I could break a lock or something and get to somewhere safe.
I closed one of my eyes and leaned closer to the dead body.
With a quick grab I successfully grabbed the crowbar, walking away from him.
Poor guy, he probably was just doing his job.
My legs now started feeling more sore every second that passed.
I came across a school, with a lock I probably could break with the crowbar.
Walking up to it, I noticed the lock was quite rusty. That meant I could break it easier than I previously expected.
With some pressure, I broke the lock easily as it fell down.
The school door slowly opened, a soft wind blowing in my body as it did.
The school looked like a typical high school, nothing out of the ordinary.
Nothing was damaged.
I thought it was weird, considering how the outside of the school looked like it was quite old.
I walked inside, feeling goosebumps.
Given the school being how it was, it looked like it was out of the horror film.
I didn't let that thought scare me out, since I knew I already was in a living horror film, so there was nothing I would lose if I went inside.
Looking around the school, I tried looking for the principal's office.
The school was about two stories big, so I knew I would need to search for a while.
Though the fact that my legs were hurting was discouraging me.
I looked around for a while, going up and down the floors before finally finding it.
I thought it would be locked, but when I went to open the door, it indeed opened.
As soon as I stepped inside, I noticed a small sized couch.
With all the power in my legs that I still had left, I walked to it.
I fell right onto it and felt the biggest relief in my life.
After a bit of relaxing, I fell asleep.
I then woke up, still on the couch. Nothing had changed, except the light coming from the outside of the school.
My legs felt much better so I decided to get up to stretch and continue my walking.
As I started walking out of the school, I passed the female bathroom.
Just when I went in front of it, I heard a female voice.
For the first time in days, I finally heard a voice.
"It's been months since I last saw anyone. I can't deal with this anymore.." Is what I heard.
"..Goodbye, cruel world!" I heard the female yell, before I heard a single gun shot.
I quickly rushed to the door, opening it.
What I saw inside was.. terrifying.
The woman, who must have been the one talking, was sitting down on the ground with blood all over her head and a gun in her hand.
It looked like she was wearing some teacher type of clothing, perhaps she worked here.
With anger, I started yelling at myself.
"FUCK! IF ONLY I WAS HERE 10 SECONDS EARLIER!!"
With a kick, I smashed a mirror in the bathroom, followed by kicking one of the stall's doors.
After more kicking and yelling, I finally calmed down.
There's no way she was normal, she MUST have been like me. The plaque had spread everywhere, there is no way she was normal.
That also meant that there were more like me, and I wasn't the only one!
I regained a lot of hope, as I approached the woman's dead body.
I looked around for any similarities between her characteristics and mine.
After a bit, I noticed a weird mark on the left side of her head. The same side as the one she shot herself.
Just as I noticed it, I remembered that I had the same kind of mark in the same general location.
"That is it! That must be the reason why we were immune against the plaque!" I said to myself.
It was obvious that I was simply desperate for answers.906Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLF2QeSwJZq
I then got up and grabbed her gun, hoping it had any bullets.
I noticed it also was a Glock, which was kind of a weird thing seeing as the dead officer I saw before also had one. I decided to shake off that thought.
The Glock had a magazine in it, and when I took it out, I saw that it had a close-to-full magazine.
I took a deep sigh of relief as I pocketed the gun.
It was a good day, though it would have been better if I was more early when the teacher committed suicide.
On the upside, I got myself a gun, a crowbar and hopefully more information on my immunity against the plague.
To no one's surprise, questions arose in my mind.
"Did I finally find an answer to my immunity?"
"Could I find someone else like me? Someone I could save the world with?"
"Even if I did find anyone, would I survive until the end?"
All of these were good questions, but..
Would I eventually find the answer for them?
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