GROWL…..
A loud growl woke me up. I do not remember when I fell asleep, probably due to my body relaxing a little then I fell asleep on the spot. In addition to that… somehow I feel that this body has a faster healing rate than humanly possible, since the wound on my leg is no longer hurting. I can still say the wound is there, it isn’t as hindering to move, more like just getting the skin and muscle torn some and my bones were sore before the repair.
Slowly getting myself to get up to look over the window, but before I could….
‘Didn’t you learn anything from the last time?’ Rose.
Jumping from her random outburst, no this isn’t the time for me to jump… maybe this Rose is just proof I am crazy already, but she does have a point. The last time this happened I nearly died, but now instead of growling, it is more like a sick slurping and crunching noise going on outside, the type of sounds you’d hear when something is eating very sloppy.
‘Don’t ignore me! You cad!’ Rose.
Come on now, Rose… we know I am crazy but no need to for name calling. Since I know the last time I got careless, this time I’m just going to peek over the bottom of the window to look compared to last time that I was stupid and peaked over most of it, even though it was boarded it still had plenty of openings.
‘…’ Rose
Apparently she had no comment to say, but I could seriously tell she didn’t like the idea and thought I was an utter idiot.
Outside through the cracks, there was two seemingly normal-ish zombie types out there munching on the one I killed before, like it was destined to eat the fallen here even of their own kind.
I crawl back to the blade to see if it is broken in anyway, but all I could see was the burn marks from using the flame to heat the tip and then the burnt blood and flesh off my wound that was on it. The blade itself was still in pretty good shape and sharp enough to fight these two off, it might have been just bad luck to get a bigger type before the smaller ones before me, these might be weaker… but this time I decided to not take chances with being cocky and picked up a few daggers and opened the crack in the door as slowly as I could to not make a sound, all the while holding my breath. Luckily, the heads were in view and not looking at my direction, they were giving me perfect angle to throw the daggers, which are probably some kind of sword since they are longer than a dagger I seen before. I threw the daggars one at a time hitting the heads of the zombies killing them in one blow, though… it wasn’t dead center it was close enough to kill them.
Luck was on my side today….. I think…
The time it took for me to get up and walk out there was longer than normal, since my leg itself still didn’t want to obey completely, it was more like a limp and drag than an actual walk to pull the daggers back out of the zombies. But my luck wasn’t the best and clearly wasn’t on my side today, as soon as I pulled the daggers out, three more zombies popped their heads out of the woods looking at me then, with a low gurgling growl, they charged right after me.
“…Fuck.” Jona.
With the lack of proper movement and the two daggers in my hands, the only actual luck I had in this is was before I was in this body; I was pretty decent at throwing daggers with good speed even got to where throwing axes and short swords were fun to do. Can’t blame a guy for wanting to copy a favorite anime character that could bring out infinite blades and sling them like they were arrows, but that’s digressing the point.
These things are so disgustingly-vomit inducing that with the smell alone makes you want to keel over; I will say these things are more or less the worst possible outcome in the world. As I threw the two daggers at the two closest ones, killing them as the daggers went through the eyes, I jump backwards and nearly trip over the claw arm behind me while I drew my sword and cut the head of the third one with great effort on my part, since killing these things are more disgusting no thanks to all the rotten blood that comes out, making the smell in the air even worse.
GROWL….. Growl….. Growl….
Great… from the sound of that there are more than three this time, since it was more like it was five or more coming this direction… so I swiftly picked my daggers back from the zombies with great effort this time, as the daggers were lodged into the eye sockets. It took longer than just taking the daggers from the other zombies before, they probably had weaker skulls compared to the newly killed ones.
By the time I was able to finally get back inside the cabin, there were over thirty zombie corpses outside burning to try to purge the stench away and I made sure to keep it from the woods because I don’t know if the instructor is in there somewhere. But if he was, I wouldn’t want him to die that way… if he was to die, it would be by my own hands. Though if it is the same as the zombies and undead in my games, I feel like fire would be a great weakness to them so even if they walk through it could probably kill them before they get too close to the cabin, so it comes off as an extra defense… or so I hope.
I got into the cabin yet I was covered in zombie blood and guts with no real way to wash myself off… so disgusting the only option I have is to wipe myself down with the overly huge disinfectant whips that is more like a towel then anything. Strangely, it doesn’t seem to lose its use after last night, so I used it to wipe my face off along with my hands and arms the best I could before getting a little bit of the dried meat.
Rose… do you think this will end anytime soon?
‘Of course, this really doesn’t seem like they want to let you die here, but to let you gain real life experience of war and survival, this is probably some survival graduation test.’ Rose.
Why would they ever want to put someone through this? I mean unless they really plan to send me to hell through that portal they we’re talking about this really is seemingly a serious pain.
‘The test is more of survival than fighting… you're just one of the type that wants to fight other than just survive.’ Rose then let out a sigh.
Well excuse me… I didn’t feel like it was a problem to kill them; I mean they did send me here with infected like monsters. I used to think about how the world would be like in this type of scene as if I wanted zombies to come out and take over; I now know how idiotic that would be, it takes so much effort just to cut and kill them if these blades didn’t have a blade sharper then a razor with good light and yet heavy materials made in it. I would of died multiple times already.
‘Well, get some rest, I can tell your body needs the sleep since I am in it. I’ll keep watch, since we both share this body one side can rest while the other can stay semi active, though I can’t take control of the body but I can still use the senses.’ Rose.
As she said, I was extremely tired enough to fall asleep with a nightmare of today’s events coming into view...
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I was running again, but the difference was it was people I knew, everyone I cared for, and they were not like normal zombies. They were more like devils in disguise, trying to kill me with many swords and spears unlike the normal type of zombies. The world itself was dipped in red with the sky being blood red and the moon was a laughing skull with burning flames for eyes, laughing at me and following me everywhere I ran. But the problem with all this is the fact I have no weapons at all, I am my old self with no strengths, other then the ability to dodge and run with no effort of the life of every zombie around me. They were hunting me down like a zombie army rushing me in a unit like format marching the same way with blood everywhere else up to my knees so it makes running even rougher than before.
“Why did a monster like you have to exist?” Mother.
“You! You were the cause of my death!” Father.
“You are the devil reborn on Earth! You should repent and let us have our revenge!” Grandmother.
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Many more things was said, but it mostly the same, my fears that I carried around with me all my life because I didn’t do anything for them or unable to save them. If I was faster to act I could of saved their lives, if I wasn’t such a coward and didn’t believe in my own signs that was sent me.
This time I was surrounded with them rushing me stabbing me with the swords and spears, my blood splattering all over the place with my loud screams. Their laughter was drowned out as they kept stabbing and slicing until I was riddled with holes and cuts. The ground itself buckled soon after and I dropped into pond full of blood, as I sank into the bottom of it, I could still hear their laughing and once I hit the bottom, hands started coming out of the bottom pulling me deeper underground as if to drag me into Hell…
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I jump up awake after that with cold sweat all over my body; I start sighing. I got up to wipe it off my body the best I can; I took my clothes off since I have to put on the same dirty clothes on anyhow but at least I can use this large towel to wipe my body a bit. As I was looking at myself, I noticed the wound on my leg was almost completely healed, all that was left was a scar that looked kind of disgusting.
‘Boss…. You had a nightmare again… you should really stop blaming yourself.’ Rose.
That would be impossible, since if I had acted, I know I could of at least saved a few of them. I broke the promise I made to be there for them, in order to take care of them with the money that is supposedly sent to them. I doubt I could ever see them again.
The nightmare was more real this time… as if that this place is amplifying the nightmares to become more real like to break me with my own mental Hell. Rose didn’t say anymore, but I could feel the comforting hands on my shoulders amd even though I know it’s impossible, it feels like she’s trying her best to comfort me over this matter.
I walk over to the food, thinking that it’s been more than a week here so far and other then the first two days, every other day was more peaceful aside from the nightmares being different ways I die. The nightmares are in the same place and always ends in the same pond of blood at the end.
I want is a peaceful life where I didn’t have to kill and could be happy like everyone else. Even if my facial expressions never been much, stuck as a bored, cold face like I no emotions. In my old life, I put on smiles to seem normal but this time it’s quite different. I have to put on a mask to seem cold and with no emotion because I know I have been more afraid of the zombies at the start, which was really the reason for the lapse in judgment and I got hurt, and the same with the second day if I had been calm I wouldn’t of almost tripped over a corpse I knew was there. It was more the emotions of the body that is surprising me, the fear, the hate, and all of them are more new to me making it harder for me to keep a calm collected head.
I did the only thing I knew how to do, since I was young when emotions were in the way, I sat down legs crossed and went into meditation to find my inner calm. With this, I am able to control my body and emotions better than I have been because of all the stuff that’s been happening; I can clearly say this is the eye of the storm, it will most likely get worse from now on.
Did you know it is harder to get into your inner calm with emotions? It is like they are making you feel and want to think more than you realize, and in a place like this where you can die at any moment really makes you always want to huddle and hide and cry.
But after a few hours, I was able to enter my calm minded state in my meditation able to find my inner peace, my happy place. The ability to do this will actually help you move through life even the harshest of lives if you know how to make your mind calm and happy like a saint with no fear or hate, only love and forgiveness.
But mine has been always different, it is more like a blank darkness with nothing, no hate, fear, love, or forgiveness. It was more or less just darkness nothing but darkness and with me being the light in the center of it. It has always been my way to calm myself, and inside it feels like time runs differently than outside, I have been able to practice my own methods inside like how to fight, and I was able to remake my enemies and fight them on a harder scale then I can in real life. I make them stronger than they really are to keep calm and practice being able to dodge and copy some moves, since I have memorized every different style of fighting and weapon use. I can use that in here now even if it would take me way longer in real life to do so or get use to them at least I can learn the know how quicker here.
Being inside here is like being in the eye of the storm, with weapons all over the place, I decided to train while waiting for the moment to strike like a cobra while being on a defensive stance. Making it up as I go with the fighting with monsters, trainers and even animals that was in the books came in handy, hell I even brought a dragon to the match. Although, it was a dumb decision because it was nearly impossible to kill until it let its guard down and started playing with me like I was a toy. After breaking each sword, I would go straight for another to keep cutting the same spot on the dragon, but it felt like my heart was on edge every time the dragon came after me
I would feel like I was going to die. Every cut felt like fire rushing through me while the dragon itself was flailing me around with its tail, ground slamming me over and over like a meat paste with an everlasting pain throughout my body during this ordeal. This place is meant to copy the senses of the real life to get slight experience of how it feels, but I never expected a dragon to be this bad since I made it on a smaller scale than it would have been. If it was real, it was like a trail through fire in here, but eventually I was able to kill the dragon with the last blade leaving nothing left but fire everywhere the dragon had spat out it was similar to napalm.
As I was going to train again, I was shocked because Rose stood before me in similar training gear eyeing me.
“I didn’t think you would be that stupid to fight a dragon in your mind like this… you really are insane… even went to the point to copy pain even if it’s only mental it still hurt me too you know?!” Rose seemed pissed.
Without even letting me say anything, she lunged at me with the sword even more practice compared to myself, like she mastered the style and ended up stabbing right into my shoulder without any care and then she kicked me in the stomach to force me to fly back.
“You've really been ticking me off lately, rushing into things and not taking my thoughts into consideration. You, in fact half the time, make it even hard to speak to you with your stupid inner monologue but I was fine with that, the problem is you are always rushing things before completely thinking it through and IT. TICKS. ME. OFF.” Rose.
She didn’t even give me much of a chance to get up, like this place was hers and not my own, she decided to throw me like she had the power of the dragon in her then stabbed me in the gut while I was in the air and slammed me back into the ground.
“You also never took me or anyone serious? And yet you blame yourself for everything that has gone wrong!?” Rose.
This time she stood there waiting for me to stand before lunging at me, but this time I was out of my shocked, confused state and parried her blade and sent a kick to her side but she just used her knee to raise to block it before pushing off and jumping back before coming after me again with and over head swing of the blade. I like wise went under to block the swing not because it was too fast to try to strike her otherwise, but with all of this we were just matching blow for blow never any progress and the fact the pain is still there though it isn’t any damage to me per say it just is using my mind to make me think it is there like mind games.
“Yet you care for people that care nothing for you in the beginning! Your family, did you know the only ones that actually cared were your Father, Brother, and Sister? Yes your Grandmother loved and cared for you, but even though your Father and Grandmother died, you still had your brother and sister to protect from them, yet you left them in the hands of your other family, without a strong reliable shoulder to rely on. This is the only thing you should regret and blame yourself for! You really thought selling yourself for money was the best thing to do?”
This time she didn’t even attack she just stood there waiting for me to reply, but I really couldn’t because I thought that they would have a better life without me being there and with the proper money and care they can live their lives happily, but I also broke my promise to be there for them but then again… it’s not like I don’t really love them it’s just that I didn’t understand myself back then. I just didn’t have much emotion since I blocked most of them away because my life was always full of hate and other problems and a cold calm mind was needed.
Under the knife like gaze she sent me, I dropped the blade I held onto and dropped to my knees with my head hanging down; I know I am a monster but, she is right, she cared for me more than anyone in this new life, and I didn’t take her words for much more than myself. Even if she is a copy of myself, she is indeed different than me and I should treat her proper respect. I felt tears coming from my eyes and my body started changing due to her gaze and treatment; I thought that emotions were a bother, and a pain more like a decoy that needed to be let go, but from the gaze she sends my way it is like she hated that idea, and wanted me to be warm instead of cold hearted. The moment my emotions started to come out like a drug that is uncontrollable, the mental world around me started changing into a lighter world with a blue sky and grassy fields with darkness lingering in the background always there waiting to devour my emotions to turn me into true monster.
She then did like she always does when I wake from my nightmares; she warmly wrapped her arms around my shoulders and said nothing but looked down at me like a warming sister, with dark pink eyes with a bit of gold in the rift around the edge of the eye before the whites of it and silver around the other in a very unique like way that if you didn’t look closely you wouldn’t find them being any different colors in the eyes themselves.
Unexpectedly, I heard Jeff’s voice telling me to wake up it’s time to go. They have to move up the time due to an unforeseen problem that happened in the lab, but didn’t say anything more than that.
When I opened my eyes, he was staring right down at me in a standing position covered in blood and guts himself, as if he was keeping away most of them and giving me time to rest. I couldn’t help myself but smile at that thought, like the demon would do something so kind for me.
“Let’s go.” Jeff.
He didn’t give me time to respond and went off walking with a sword in one hand and a pistol modded with a silencer in the other as we made our way back to the helicopter that brought us here. Yes it was a helicopter, but I have a feeling the paint job was done by Amanda because it’s pink. As fate would have it, I spotted her waving at me from inside the pilot seat and couldn’t help but sigh at her for being such a pink loving nut job.