I looked at this zombie not daring to make a sound or do anything that might get its attention.

The zombie is still in the same position without seeming to notice me, I prepare my sword and remember everything I want to live for, and I slowly approach the zombie when I am about three steps from the zombie it seems to notice me because

he turns to me and snarls at me, three steps is enough, I swing my saber with the intention of cutting off his head but due to the little strength of a 5-year-old's body, the saber plunges into the zombie's neck.

The moment I try to drop the saber, the zombie tries to bite me as soon as I dodge it, when the zombie leans I manage to drop the saber and when it is about to bite me, I take the knife that I kept and cut the zombie's neck.

After stabbing my saber several times into the zombie's body to make sure he's dead, I lie down on the cold marble floor.

I just thank god the zombie blood coagulated in there for a long time and it didn't splatter too much, or now I'd be covered in stinky zombie blood instead of just a few drops of blood.

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At this moment I do my best to get up because although the battle was not long, it was a lot for the body of a five-year-old boy and at this moment I am almost without strength.

I barely get up and check the zombie's body to make sure he's really dead, even though I've already poked him, but I have to make sure.

After repeatedly checking the zombie's body, I declare.

"This zombie can't be dead anymore even though he was already dead at the beginning", but now he doesn't move, which is great news.

Now I ignore the zombie and check my surroundings. I am apparently in a large room that I have never seen.

Now I can be sure that this is not a black property because the main room is very different.

Although the room is full of dust, some old and worn furniture can be seen, I can see it with my naked eye because it is sunny at this time of day.

I thank God for this because fighting a zombie blind is suicide, especially if you're holding a lamp.

That's why I left the old lamp by the cellar door and was able to fight in peace.

Now that this is done, it's time to continue searching the mansion. I call it a mansion because no other house would have a room as big as this one.

Before going out I have to search the room, with the sunlight I do it quickly but unfortunately I only find old furniture, worn paint and broken glasses and dishes.

There is nothing more than that in this room.