Chapter 2: The Safe Shelter
"Hey, Are you ok?"
"Uhmm...No, my grandfather is calling me over the Styx River..."
"Steve. Your grandfather is in the next room. Shut up and wake up"
"But the Styx River is..."
"And the river that goes to the afterlife is not Styx, is Acheron River. This Dumbo. Get up now.."
When Steve heard that, he woke up with a sloppy head. Look at that stupid face, 'May you really hurt his head?' I thought it was, but I remember that it was such a face.
"How are your feeling?"
"I'm Hungry.."
"I've asked for the condition of your arm Dumbo, of your arm does it hurt?"
He is my childhood friend Stillberg, an idiot Dumbo.
It was so dumb that I climbed up the ladder to grind the bulb, slipped and fell with the ladder.
The ceiling was not high, but when he fell, his right arm was laid on a ladder, and the floor and head collided so strongly that he passed out for about two hours before waking up.
"I think it's okay."
"Good. Luckily did not break the bones, one or two weeks will be fine."
"... Is there anything special for patients?"
"No, not here Dumbo."
Whew...
Then I took a quick look at the surroundings and pulled out a piece of chocolate and handed it to Steve.
"Eat quietly.
The amount of rations paid to save food inside the shelter is quite small.
So Steve, who has to eat twice as much as others, will always be hungry.
"Oh chocolate! Where are you from"
"I sneaked out. I Take it out of sight. so I can not give anymore."
The soldiers are standing secretly from the Storage while guarding.
Steve was bitter when he saw Steve's skillfully wrapping chocolate with his left hand.
'Damn. I'll be hear scolding much.'
I brought it in secret, but it keeps track of the number of small candy, so it will be discovered soon.
I've subtly changed the arrangement of things to an inconspicuous level to make it inconspicuous, but I hope it won't be discovered. It would be better to just go and embroider.
It's only a bite-sized bite-packed chocolate, but even for us it's valuable food.
Takgak
"Um...Ray. Here."
How many days will I have to clean the bad smelly public toilet?
As Steve handed something out, I reached out with no thought, and the chopped chocolate fell on my palm.
"..huh? Why give me this?"
As I looked at Steve, he smiled and chewed the remaining half of his chocolate into his mouth.
"Call when you go to embroidery."
"...Damn. Shut up Dumbo. Hurry get recovery better."
I stood up with half the chocolate that Steve gave me in my mouth.
"I'll go."
"Say hello to Whisper and Jacob."
"Do it your self."
After leaving the room, I moved to where our gang was always gathered.
Jingle jingle~
I was greeted by a nice voice as I pushed through a small library door with droplets.
"Lee! How is Stillberg?"
"I think he is fine. Where is Jake?"
"Good question. Jack went out for a walk now."
"Walking? heh, He went to flirt with girls.
"Ha ha. That's right."
How did these two different guys become friends?
When he looked at the white little whisper and looked at the book I with read.
Jingle jingle~
"Whisper, I'm back. Uh. Ray is here."
When I turned away, there was a fool with copper skin and wolf eyes.
It's a guy who always laughs and follows girls with subjects with wild faces.
"Hello nerd 2. Flirting has been good?"
"No. Everyone is not Energy."
"That's right. just you're weird."
It's been almost three weeks since it's already locked up in the shelter.
Cell phone radio waves do not reach if the radio station is destroyed.
The internet doesn't work, of course, and the radio gets a bit messy.
If you stay in the room for a long time without doing anything, you lose your motivation.
When dozens of people gather in one place and sit with a dark look, they feel like you're calming down.
Of course, their feelings are not incomprehensible.
They are lost neighbors, precious people. just in a days.
Edward said he saw his family biting and ripping in front of him.
Even if you're in the sun, you may feel better.
Even a stupid jake can understand that it's silly to open the doors of the air defense to get a little better, and go outside to sunshine.
"Anyway, I have news "
"News?"
There is nothing to do, just waiting for things outside to be resolved, killing time.
We can spend time with a trump card, but we can't play sports like football or baseball to get rid of boredom.
As a result, the news is so interesting that it is inevitable.
"Did get here, support from outside Military?"
Of course, there are soldiers inside the shelter. They are good people who manage their consumables, follow the rules, and energize people.
Thanks to them, the rules of the shelter are kept and I think everyone can live.
But no matter how brave and good they are, what's happening outside is terrible and too big for them to solve.
Therefore, outside military assistance is desperately needed to get out of here.
"No, I still don't hear from the military. But there are customers from outside."
"...Tell me detail."
Jake talked about what he heard.
"Oh my...Survivors?"
Three survivors arrived at the shelter.
Recognizing that someone had arrived at the shelter through CCTV connected to the outside, the soldiers immediately tried to send them into the shelter, but soon found numerous wounds on their bodies.
The bite, scratchy and strange mucus turned over was attacked by That.
How can we forget? The loved ones who were attacked by them turned into them and attacked.
Naturally, the soldiers rejected them, but the survivors were also in desperate need. Survivors wanted to enter a safe shelter, rather than outside, where blood and meat debris flutter.
Survivors wait for ten few minutes to appeal.
When will they attack? Awesome survivors and soldiers.
And the soldiers realized something strange.
Survivors don't turn into 'they'.
No matter how much time passed, they saw survivors who didn't turn into 'they' and speculated that they would have antibodies against the Green Flu. In a hurry to bring them inside the shelter.
"Oh my gosh, So is Green Flu over??"
"Maybe it is. Maybe more dead than the Black Death."
Of course. This was a nationwide disaster. We don't know how far the range has spread, but news from the last news shows that Pennsylvania is over.
It also spread to Kentucky here.
It is roughly one third of US territory in terms of coverage area.
The population of the United States is more than 300 million, about 100 million. Similar or more dangerous than the Black Death.
At least the Black Death doesn't come running to bite others.
If vaccines are developed, it will not be easy to inject 'they' into the vaccine..
"I hope to end this terrible disaster as soon as possible.."
"...If we are rescued, you can go home. Ray"
"...Maybe."
"Congratulation."
Jake pounded my shoulder in a bittersweet voice and sat on the pile of books.
"...Everybody will be safe."
"Thank you for just talk."
Jake's face was smiling, but he felt bitter somewhere.
And I know he is looking at family photos with a sad expression when he is alone.
Jake's family was missing.
To be precise, most of these families in the shelter are missing.
Somewhere, unless you see them dying in front of your eyes. Will they survive in the shelter or safe house like themselves? I believe that and live by force.
It's a good thing or not. My family is not in the United States.
I took a quick look at Whisper.
Whisper, originally white, doesn't tea well, but with a whiter face than usual, it seems like we've heard our conversation.
The eyes were looking at the air, not the letters.
Whisper's family is also missing.
Shit, I Think need to change our mood.
What is the proper conversation? I tried to think about it, but I was not good at speaking.
"Hhu ... tell me more. Jake. How about the survivors? "
"Um. I haven't seen it yet, but They're very tired and taking a break. Maybe I want to introduce it to everyone this evening."
"I think so. They couldn't sleep well because I was outside. Than that. It's really ok?"
"What's mean?"
"I mean, is it simply a slow transition?"
"Maybe not. Um ... I don't know. We are neither doctors nor scientists, so we cannot make assumptions. Just hope the soldiers who accepted the survivors are right. At least, it's clear that after five minutes of checking their wounds, they haven't changed into 'them'.."
"hmm...But we don't know more about this disaster. What if you suddenly change at a monthly interval?"
"Stop thinking that tired. Whisper, stop reading the book and let's go meet Steve with me."
"Ok. Lee, do you want to go too again?"
"No, I just went and want to get some rest. Call me in the evening."
"Okay. Let's go Jack."
I checked the two out of the library and leaned over the books.
The smell of the old paper in the books seemed to calm my mind.
The world is getting farther away. In my dream, a warm cookie appeared from Grandma Lucio's bake.
...
And how much time has passed. Something has been heard.
Clank!
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