Chapter 4: Hideaway
Before dinner, the people of the shelter flocked to the first basement floor to welcome the survivors who arrived at the shelter.
Naturally we also went upstairs to welcome them.
The first basement floor of the shelter was where we live.
There was no special facility on the first floor, but there were several rooms, so it was not bad to live in a family unit.
If there is one special facility. It was a square.
Square was a big nickname, but it was just a lobby with a bit more space.
The square was close to the entrance of the shelter, so people were reluctant to approach it, but this time it was an exception.
Because there was Alex's remark that survivors coming in may have Green Flu immunity.
Survivors with Green Flu immunity were welcome to us who wished that the terrible situation outside would end as soon as possible.
Although it was impossible to live the same way as before, it was still very important that the terrible situation was terminated and peace was restored.
I also wanted to occupy the front seats to greet them, but unfortunately when we arrived at the square, we had already begun the reception of survivors and their introduction.
Stillberg still has a sore arm. I should not be here because I am hungry. etc. It was because I started late because I moved sloppyly.
Well ... in conclusion, Stillberg's actions saved our lives.
When we just arrived on the first floor, it was time for people to cheer and to hear the survivors introduce themselves.
We were just entering square because it was late, and one of the survivors greeted Robert by his name.
And at the same time, people who suddenly appeared somewhere that didn't look good started attacking others.
A scream of pain and a scream of fear filled the square.
We turned and ran away before we figured out the situation. Less than a month after the terrible things happened.
I turn around and ran like crazy corridor holding onto the collar of a whisper and stillbergs.
Terrible sounds were heard from behind, and Whisper and Stillberg's complexion became white.
Perhaps I'm too tired.
We did not forget The tragedy that happened a month ago.
Why our family is missing.
And what terrible things will happen.
It was like a bloody breath licking my nape.
The devil was admiring my heart and lacking oxygen.
I had to run away.
far. far.
As soon as I arrived at the third basement, I caught Stillberg and Whisper's fat. Suddenly I realized something.
'Where is Ray?'
At that moment the world stopped.
My breath is frozen.
'Where....is...Ray?'
Many imaginations came to my mind.
And I remembered the bloody memories of him a month ago.
The dark hair that appeared while shooting down the infected person behind me.
Face to face a few times in class, but only barely know the name.
The black eye appeared to take risks to save me who only knew his name.
He is my dear friend.
"Hiding! Go to the infirmary! Close the door!!"
Before they could answer, I pushed them into the third floor corridor and I ran to the second floor.
'First go to library, if not there then go to the square!'
I didn't think there might be an infected person on the second floor.
I was more afraid when I just thought Ray might have a problem.
Just ran crazy to find Ray.
"Ray!"
As I opened the library door, I saw dark hair lying on my books with his eyes closed.
I hurriedly looked at Ray's body for any bite or injury, but fortunately I didn't see it.
It's still too early to rest assured. I don't know how, but the infected came into the shelter.
Then I came up just a little noisy. Shouting too.
Damn it...
Hastily turned off the library lights and quietly heard the outside.
Gtrrrrrrr....
There was an infected person near the Library Corridor
It seems to have followed too.
This idiot! I should have been more careful.
Cursing yourself is put off later, and Ray first.
Quietly woke the sleeping Ray.
And called him in a small voice.
"Ray! Wake up."
"Ray!"
"Ughww.... WHAT TH!! What is this ..."
"SHHH!! Be quiet. Ray."
He kept sleeping.
Ray did not seem to know yet that the infected had entered the shelter.
"Jake? Oh shit, what the fuck are you doing with the light off? I was Damn it surprised."
He still have a bad habit.
He came to study abroad and learned swearing first than everyday conversation.
He swears more than me.
While thinking about what could be a weapon in a library
Ray seems to be in a bad mood because of disturbed sleep.
I told him something important now.
"First, lower your voice. 'They' are in the shelter."
"'They'? ... Wait, 'they' are in the shelter? Am I wrong hearing now?"
"No, you got it right. Whisper and Stillberg are hiding in his Infirmary. Upstairs is in a state of desolation now. How can you sleep comfortably?"
Really. Ray sleeps really well.
Of course, he went out at dawn. Ray will be more sleepy than usual.
Maybe he went to steal a snack at the storage.
Ray doesn't seem to care about it at all, but he takes care of the people around him.
"I don't hear anything like this. Shit, if I knew it, I'd just bring a bunch of chocolate, let's go to the kids quickly. How the hell did you come here?"
Look at that. Stillburg and Whisper are his protected subjects. He didn't give me chocolate.
I laughed out of sight.
"I was lucky There's still no 'they' on the third and second basement floors. please hope my luck lasts longer"
"Flying spaghetti, it's okay for a spider to climb out of Jake's shoes forever so please safe us."
"Fuck good. Let's go."
The two of us quietly walked out of the library.
...
Good.
Fire axe. Very good weapon.
When I think of the word weapon, I can only think of this.
gun? missile? Those aren't here.
Of course it is good, but does not know how to use.
Clink!
I broke the locker in front of the restroom.
If the lock was broken, an emergency bell would have to be sounded throughout the shelter, but probably not broken.
The fire ax standing on a red day looked like a red blooded ax.
"Ou. It's more heavy than I thought!?"
In the Cartoon, it's a very simple wielding ax?
Unexpectedly heavy.
If you swing it, your arm will fall out or your ax will slip off your hand.
"Damn. If we kill the furungfurung, how do you deal with the infected people in the square?"
Edward was temporarily named Furung Furung, but at least 40-50 people were gathered in the square.
And they were the ordinary people they knew in the usual shelter.
People who talked jokes, comforted each other and hoped for a peaceful day to come back until morning.
Even if not familiar with each other, we are live in a narrow space.
I can't wield this on them.
Is my heart so weak?
"Fuck. Ray's thinking of the way."
Using my head is not my job.
I'm hoping James will come out.
I'm sorry to pass on this cruelty to others, but he still hopes he will be more courageous and trustful because he is a soldier.
By the way, the ax is really heavy.
About 40-50 people gathered in the square.
Even if half thought to be minimum, about 30 people.
If wield this heavy thing, we will be bitten immediately.
Even if you think about other light and nice weapons, that wouldn't be here.
I looked around with anguish and noticed the door next to the restroom.
It is a small storage that holds small items used to clean the restroom, such as cleaning supplies such as detergents and sponges.
Perhaps the infected person inside ... I was alert at the same time, but the inside of the small warehouse is not big enough to fit inside.
We opened the door to a small storage, hoping that something would help us inside.
A sponge full bucket, mirror cleaners, hand mop, other than that.
There doesn't seem to be anything helpful.
"Mask?"
It's a plain white mask for cleaning.
In the early days, there were rumors that Green Flu might be an air infection.
Of course, if it's an airborne virus, we've already been infected. Usually useless.
But if you do not know, I took out a small box containing a mask.
Then I opened another mask box and put the mask on my mouth.
Of course, if infected with air, these coarse masks will not stop the virus...
And is there anything useful?
Toilet bowl powder? Can spraying this on the infected eye interfere with vision?
no. I'll bite you before you even spray it. pass.
Spare big mop head, roll tissue paper, handheld tissue ... take, and this... rubber duck? Why is here?
Garbage bags, soaps, toilet brushes, fish feeds, light bulbs, flashlights... oh good.
When I pressed the button on the small flash light, it flickered a bit, and it emitted a bright light.
Most of the shelter is dark, so it looks like it's in an emergency, but the state looks fine.
I turned off the flash light and put it in the pocket inside the my jacket.
It seems that there are so many things that I used to put miscellaneous items in the restroom storage and cum.
I couldn't see anything else to pack.
"Oh this is fine."
Then found two gray tapes and a short metal pipe.
If Ray gets a knife, can't he tape the handles of the mop in the bathroom to make a Spear?
I don't know if this is a possible idea. If it's a good idea, Ray will take care of it.
And the metal pipes were elbows that weren't very long, but decent weights and swings.
I got this too.
Walking in the hole of the pants dance belt was a bit uncomfortable to move, but it did not interfere with walking.
Mmmm ... there are so many things
It would be comfortable to have a bag.
I looked around the warehouse and picked up a garbage bags.
Crunch crunch
Hmm ... the garbage bags are made of plastic, so it sounds a little noisy, but I can't help it.
If you find Whisper and Stillberg, I'll put them in their jackets.
I put gray tape and rubber ducks and tied them to the waist dance.
Bring whisper and stilberg to remove mop in the bathroom and make it into a wooden bar.
The wooden bar is too long to carry around.
I checked again and moved to the nearby Furong Furung.
...
hmm? Ray was not there.
Back in the vicinity of Furong Furong, there was no Ray.
Grrrrr...
And Furong Furung remains as it is.
"Ray ~? Where are you?"
I lowered my voice and quietly called Ray.
"Ray?"
Something is wrong
I spent some time finding and organizing things I never thought of.
While he would have been Galley.
If James helped Ray, it's not strange that he came to find me in reverse.
But is Ray later than me? Why?
What happened?
I was nervous.
A lot of grim imaginations have taken my mind.
Is it wrong?
There's James, so there's no reason to take more time to pack and organize things.
Why are you late? Should I go help?
I put a plastic bag down on the floor and stepped up to the Galley And I firmly grasped the axe.
Please hope nothing happens.
The dark corridor was too quiet.
It's not so far to the Galley.
The shelter here is not that big.
However, not too far, a dark corridor looked like a deep labyrinth with no end.
꿀꺽.
Swallowed the breath and took a careful breathing step toward the dark corridor.
How much time has passed.
Slightly lowered posture sneaking cat moved like a walk. So it seemed like time was going too slowly.
Then Finally, through the dark corridor, I arrived in front of the Galley.
The door of the catering room was always open.
Of course. That door is damn heavy.
You can't open and close it like a normal door.
First, I checked the sound inside by sticking next to the entrance of the Galley.
...
But the Galley was quite quiet.
If Ray is still searching the kitchen, something is normal.
Because there are a lot of metal objects in the kitchen.
...NO. Maybe he's moving so carefully that he can hear very low sounds.
Ray's late because he moves so carefully.
Coward Ray.
I carefully stepped out towards the interior of the Galley.
And as soon as I step out, I find Ray's face in front of me.
He looked at me with his whole body covered in red liquid.
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
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koko_mill So...Tired the Translated.
Sometimes a word is wrong because of a translation mistake.
Thank you for reading.
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...The first plan is to leave the shelter in episode 5 !?
I was going to write a short short.
The story is getting longer and longer.
;w;