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It started with one. A show that was in the making, which was an invitation for people to get together and see if they were compatible with a single kiss.

The woman who was supposed to join made it look like she was going all in until the boy she was with fell lifelessly in his seat. Blood ran down his throat, her claw marks ripped down the back of his head.

She went mad, attacking whoever screamed at her. People called her a cannibal. The bar was doomed for death once the man's dead finger twitched and his hand shot out to find the nearest throat, setting his hungry teeth into their skin.

Zombies. Something had gone terribly wrong.

A group of people managed to escape the bar and struggle their way in a car, realizing they wouldn't get far without food. Through the many voices saying to just drive, they stopped the car by a supermarket.

The parking lot was crowded with six zombies, all stumbling towards any noise they heard.

They'd discovered the infected humans had bad eyesight and had trouble identifying movement and relied more on sound.

The group was made up of many different people. Currently, only three. Seokjin, a famous author. Taehyung, a navy seal. And Namjoon, a young business owner.

Namjoon was the most observant. He knew every passage upon looking at the place as if it were a map.

Seokjin could figure out every outcome of said passage, telling them why it would be dangerous to take.

Taehyung was the lead runner. He was the one testing the route and making sure to hit every obstacle for the other two's escape. Running in suits isn't comfortable, they said.

Safely passing the few dangers outside, they managed to get inside the store and find a small room in the back, where more survivors hid from the crowded supermarket.

°•●•°

"There are tens of them in there, at least." Namjoon mutters to the rest of the group, crossing his arms.

Taehyung pants and shakes his head, taking a deep breath. "Fuck this man. Not even a day and nearly the entirety of Seoul is dead!"

"Undead." The researcher chuckles.

Taehyung shoots him a glare and frowns when he feels a hand on his shoulders.

"Take it easy."

The voice belongs to a young militian, who grabs the pen of the nearby whiteboard and starts drawing out a sketch of the store.

"Here." He says. "Let's gather food that we can save. Things like canned food, water."

Seokjin quickly jumps in. "What about those who can't run as fast?

"They go with someone who can protect them." The youngster says. "The first two should be fast, as to test the limits of these monstrosities."

Taehyung nods and raises his hand. "I can go first. I'm a fast runner."

"Than I'll come with you." The researcher says. "I can observe from afar and gather as we go."

°•●•°

The researcher, now known as Yoongi, had convinced two other men to join them in their scouting.

Jihan, and Changbaek. Both were athletically build and had experience in running.

Something went wrong. One of the zombies wasn't blind like the others were. It was deaf. It could see the humans very well and wasted no time to chase them, leading the two humans to their unfortunate death.

It gave Yoongi and Taehyung the time and space they needed to bring the remaining five survivors to the parking lot's edge, where they quickly managed to hide in a set up tent.

Out in the parking lot were cars, yes, but also many zombies.

Hoseok, who recently quit his job as a mechanic, gulps at the sight and quickly refuses to go out at all.

Jimin, who came to Seoul for a photoshoot, quickly takes a look outside, memorizing the car layout and drawing them out on the dirty whiteboard.

"These," He points to the red marked cars. "Have dead bodies on them. They could turn into zombies at every moment."

"I say we all go out." Namjoon says. "Cover more ground."

Again, Hoseok shakes his head. "Someone should stay behind! You know... for if things go wrong!"

"We need you out there." Seokjin pats his shoulder. "You know cars."

Yoongi nods. "I'll stay behind. I have a loud scream. I can distract them if things get too dangerous."

And so they went. Each one of them took a key out of the box and went out.

Taehyung and Namjoon, Jungkook and Hoseok, and Seokjin and Jimin.

It isn't long before Jungkook finds the correct car. A big truck with dispensaries wings at the back, fabricated to open and close.

Hoseok and him quickly get into the car, starting it up.

The engine is much louder than they expected though, and quickly attracts a horde of zombies.

Yoongi quickly screams for them to get back. The zombies are too focused on the trapped humans to care about the one out of reach.

Hoseok jumps out of the truck, screaming in fear at one of the hissing monsters.

He slams the door shut and runs back to the tent, being safe from the monsters behind the fence.

Jungkook screams at him, cursing at the older under his breath. The truck is surrounded.

Taehyung quickly rushes up to him, punching one of the zombies away and running back, creating a distraction for the younger.

Jungkook takes it and rushes out of the truck, screaming out in pain when one of the zombies that stayed behind latches onto his arm and digs its nasty teeth into his skin.

Jungkook kicks him away, looking down at his arm in shock. Blood runs down his sleeve, the fabric torn to reveal the bloody bite.

Taehyung rushes and grabs his hand, pulling him with to cross the fence. When Jungkook is over, Taehyung goes to follow.

Bloody hands grab his waist and tug him back, and Taehyung curses and screams at one of them biting into his skin.

Angrily, the man punches them away, quickly joining the others over the fence.

Both of them pant and whine. Their bites sting and burn, both bloody and ugly marks on their skin.

They crawl into the tent and take a deep breath. There is a short silence before Yoongi speaks.

"We don't have much time... This may come off as rude, but we need to escape. With you two being bitten..."

"We won't be chased?" Jungkook asks.

Yoongi nods.

Taehyung frowns and scowls. "So we're human shields now, huh?"

"That's not what he's saying." Jimin protests. "But he is right... We don't have much choice."

Jungkook scowls at Hoseok. The man looks away, guilty and ashamed.

"Fine." Taehyung grumbles, grabbing onto Jungkook's hand and once again dragging him outside.

The zombies come up to them, shrieking and growling, but after some time, they scatter again.

Yoongi was correct. The zombies believe that they're their own.

The two make as much noise as possible to distract the undead monsters, allowing the survivors to start the truck and drive it out to the edge, where Namjoon pulls the infected men in to the back.

Seokjin turns back and grins, quickly pressing the gas and driving them a long road to safety.

°•●•°

With a nervous frown, Taehyung glances down at his arm and back up at Hoseok. He watches as the coward looks the other way from his glare, the same as Jungkook looks at him.

The younger is afraid. His arm was bitten badly in his escape. He, too, has a strong growing hatred for Hoseok.

Thanks to his dick move of running away and putting Jungkook in danger, they had two victims. One of them being a navy seal.

Jungkook grins a little and playfully growls at Hoseok in a bad zombie-like tone, still giving him a flinch. Even Namjoon scoots a bit back.

"Your eyes are redder." He mumbles, pointing at Jungkook's face. "We've been here for six hours now, how long until you kill us?"

Jungkook scoffs and Taehyung shoots him another dangerous glare. "Fuck off." He snarls. "We're not zombies. We're still human."

"As long as you can talk." Seokjin says from the driver's seat. "As soon as I see you spacing out I'm having Jimin kick you off."

"Why me?!"

"What have you done but sit around?" Yoongi comments quietly, finally looking over at him. "These two would have been fine if you looked at the map correctly."

Hoseok chuckles nervously, but quickly shuts down when Yoongi glares at him as well.

"Listen." Namjoon sighs. "We won't be able to drive forever. We have limited food supplies and have two water bottles left. So everyone just shut up and stay quiet so we can hear shit around us."

His harsh tone seems to shut everyone up. But Seokjin and Yoongi keep muttering in the front of the truck to which way they should go.

The truck drives for a few hours, until night slowly comes and they finally see two survivors at a bridge, waving for them to stop.

Jungkook looks at Taehyung, who nods and covers the younger's wounded arm with his jacket, hiding the attack.

"Stop! Stop!"

Seokjin carefully places the truck by the side of the bridge and quickly jumps out, Yoongi quickly following behind him.

The rest slowly follow from the back, with the two half-zombies making sure to stand in the middle.

"We need shelter, sir." Yoongi says, crossing his arms. "We haven't eaten or slept in two days, and this is the first town we've come across."

"Please, sir!" Seokjin sighs. "We haven't gotten much, and we'll be gone by tomorrow!"

The two elderly men speak amongst themselves quietly before reluctantly agreeing to shelter them.

The car stays outside. Taehyung holds Jungkook's cold hand when they walk inside, giving Hoseok a playful snap of his teeth when the elderly turned their backs.

They've been playing it cool. But both of them have been changing. Taehyung lost feeling in his right arm after a few hours and his head pounds.

Jungkook has been hiding it too. His left arm slowly becoming numb as well and his stomach unable to hold on to any food he eats.

It won't be long now.

Inside, everyone is given a sleeping bag. The town hall has been unused and has many heated rooms for the cold night.

Relieved to see a warm and comfortable room, the thought of zombies was forgotten for just a second.

Jimin glances up at the two and frowns, sitting up and rubbing his thumb over Taehyung's cheek.

"It's getting worse." He mumbles.

"Your veins are bulging." Seokjin comments, biting down on an apple he found. "Are you two feeling okay?"

Jungkook nods. "Yeah... Why?"

"Seriously?" Yoongi snarls. "Bite? Zombie? Death? Irresistible hunger?"

Taehyung glares at the older and hisses through his teeth. "You punk-!"

Namjoon slaps Yoongi's arm and glares back at the zombie, who grits his teeth.

"Tae, you're becoming more aggressive. How will we know you won't turn and eat us at night?"

"Really?!" Taehyung screams. "Look at me! I look normal! I have one bite!"

"And Jihan has six and he died instantly!" Namjoon screams back. "We. Know. Nothing." He presses his finger against Taehyung's chest, feeling the zombies heart pounding against his chest. "We have no clue how long it will take."

Jungkook quietly tugs at Taehyung's sleeve, nudging towards another room. "Let's go."

Hoseok gulps. The man's eyes were locked onto him. Still rage rising. He's doomed for if they turn.

Taehyung snatches two sleeping bags with him and a few apples, rolling his eyes and slamming the doors shut behind him, banging against it from the bag with a loud irritated scream.

Jungkook grits his teeth and grabs onto his arm harshly, pulling him back. The other zombie stumbles back and pants, dropping the bags and handing one of the apples to him.

"Being angry won't change anything but us." Jungkook says coldly. "They've turned against us ever since they left us for dead."

"Don't fucking remind me." Taehyung growls. "I can feel the bite all over again."

Jungkook quietly goes to lay down in the white bag, dragging his finger along the bite with a scoff. "Zombies... I wonder if we'll recognize each other."

"Or them."

"Do we want to?"

Taehyung grins. "To eat."

Jungkook chuckles along with him, but his smile fades quickly. "Tae?"

"Hm?"

"Why are we... so angry now?"

"You're the one with tattoos, you tell me."

"Funny." Jungkook scoffs. "But seriously. We make jokes about it now... But what if we do turn tonight? Will we go crazy on them? Will our anger take over us?"

Taehyung frowns and shrugs. "They kinda asked for it. With the way they treat us."

Jungkook hesitantly nods. They probably do deserve it. Maybe, just maybe, they'd recognize each other.

°•●•°

Yoongi hisses in a breath with a loud groan, running a hand through his messy hair.

He slept a bit, but not enough. He kept waking up. He feels uneasy. It's a strange town. They invited them in and gave them a place to stay, but at what cost?

Even with the two zombies in the next room. It's been so long since the bite. When they will turn is just a matter of time. He's watched them change.

Their veins, their eyes, even their behavior. It's all changing subtly. And Hoseok too. The coward has been hiding behind his words, hoping to make things right with the two for running away.

Yoongi also wouldn't forgive him if he did that to him. He gets their anger.

He scoffs thinking about it. He'd be a dangerous zombie, having all this sudden frustration and being able to keep it inside is a skill that zombies don't have.

In the distance, Yoongi sees something. As the building draws closer, a grin spreads across his face.

A rice factory. They'd find food there!

Yoongi quickly turns back around and rushes through the field back to the town hall. It takes a bit, but as soon as he's back inside, he kneels down and shakes his friends awake.

Seokjin grumbles at the awakening, but quickly rushes up with the others when he hears of the possible stash of food.

They leave the zombies in their peaceful sleep, all too afraid of what the dark can do to them.

°•●•°

The factory is dark and cold. Made for frozen foods rather than rice. The group shivers inside, but keep moving to investigate.

"Hey... Who is that?" Hoseok whispers to the rest, pointing down at a small lit up room.

Seokjin squints. "It looks like the town's chief?"

"I knew he couldn't be trusted." Yoongi snarls. "Let's hurry. Stay quiet or we might all be killed."

With slow and quiet steps, the group sneaks from room to room. Yoongi takes the lead, clearing an area before signing for the others to come.

They move quickly, until Yoongi stops in his tracks, looking down with wide eyes to the level below.

Down the stairs are zombies. Twenty zombies, tied with rope and chains, some stumbling with a heavy weight stuck to their leg.

"I thought we were looking for food!" Namjoon hisses. "What is this shit?!"

"It's there." Yoongi points to the entrance door of the office, where large bags of rice are stacked in rows against the wall.

But the problem is, the chief is there.

"We need a distraction." Jimin mutters. "Someone who can run fast or hide, but also make noise and guide them away."

Namjoon quickly takes a look around and then points to the zombies. They're all tied in such a way that most can't even reach a certain path. Not all of them are stuck though, and some can roam through the weights attached to their ankles.

"What if we catch their attention?" Namjoon whispers. "Cause a ruckus and have the chief return? Then one of us waits outside and bangs on the metal when he leaves again so we know we have maximum time."

Hoseok frowns, glancing at Yoongi, who shakes his head.

"That wouldn't work." The younger mumbles. "What if one of us is caught?"

"We run." Seokjin whispers. "And never come back."

"No shit." Yoongi snarls. "We need someone who can hide if things go south."

Almost like clockwork, all eyes turn to the quiet boy in the back. Jimin gulps and nods, giving a hesitant smile.

And so the plan was set.

Jimin hid in between the machinery, shaking from the nerves. Seokjin hid not far from him, being the one responsible for the signal. Yoongi and Hoseok were responsible for the distraction of the zombies, and Namjoon would be the one to get the key.

With a nod from Namjoon in the back, Yoongi takes a deep breath and has Hoseok hold onto the rope as he slowly descends down onto the floor.

One of the zombies looks around and growls, hissing and sniffing for his smell. As soon as Yoongi holds out his hand, the zombie shrieks and jolts forward, nearly biting his hand.

Hoseok quickly, with a shaky squeak, pulls Yoongi back up and turn behind the machines.

Hearts pounding in their chests, the zombies go ballistic, and soon enough, the chief comes out of his hidy-hole.

"Alright! What is going on?! Shut up!"

Seokjin quickly gives Jimin a nod, and the younger quickly starts slamming on the pipes.

The sound echoes through the entire factory and the zombies turn even cazier, hissing and snarling at each other, trying to pull themselves from their prison.

The chief quickly turns to the sound and frowns.

"I know you're there."

Jimin covers his mouth. Shaking in his spot as the chief slowly walks up the stairs.

Closer, and closer, until eventually, the chief stops right in front of the machine he's hiding in.

With a quick glance, the chief grabs onto Jimin's exposed arm and pulls him away, grabbing onto the boy's hair.

Jimin shrieks and quickly starts sobbing and screaming, begging to be let go and that he's sorry.

The chief growls at him and pulls Jimin with him, back to the room full of zombies.

All of them reach out to eat him. Jimin's squealing doesn't help them calm down.

The chief chuckles and opens up one of the empty cages, the one next to it occupied by a tired looking zombie, who pants and slowly snarls at him.

"Get in."

"B-but-"

"Get. In."

Jimin reluctantly and quietly crawls into the cage. He has no way of escape with all the zombies being there.

The chief shuts the cage and clicks the lock in place. He smirks at the crying boy and waves the key in front of him.

"I know you're not alone. Where are your friends."

Namjoon frowns at the words. Jimin had never been a strong liar.

"I got hungry!" Jimin cries. "I thought I could find food here! Everyone else is still sleeping, I swear!"

The chief glares at him. "If I find out otherwise..."

With that, the chief leaves the key on his desk and walks away. He's probably going to the town house to check if they're there.

Jimin quickly starts sobbing, tears running down his face in heavy breaths as the zombies try to reach him with agressive claws.

"Jimin!" Yoongi whispers. "What the fuck?!"

"I'm sorry! I panicked! I didn't mean to!"

"It doesn't matter now." Seokjin grumbles, slowly coming from his hiding spot. "How will we reach the key?"

Namjoon groans. "I have an idea..."

°•●•°

Standing there with hands covering their mouths, Namjoon holds up a foul smelling bucket.

"This is deceased blood. Clearly." He nudges his head over to the badly dissected body. The bucket stood next to it, filled with intestines.

"Zombies go after your smell." Namjoon continues. "What if, with dead blood, your smell wears off? What if they don't smell that you're alive?"

Yoongi frowns. "And how will we test that theory?"

°•●•°

Yoongi huffs, whining at the smell and pushing through the mass of zombies surrounding him. He needs to hurry.

No one knows how long the smell will stick, but Namjoon was correct.

The zombies are not interested in him.

He snatches the key from the desk in the room and hurries past the zombies near the door.

There is a large group of them slowly coming towards him, but Yoongi pushes them aside and screams when one of the zombies knocks him over, leaving him to crawl his way.

He quickly stumbles back up, clamping onto the cage and handing the key to Jimin.

He glares at him. "Be safe."

Almost like an alarm, the zombies snap towards him. The smell wore off.

Yoongi looks around, panicking and slamming the attacking cannibals away with his elbows.

Namjoon holds the door, ready to invite him back to safety, quietly panicking.

He's so close, until two arms wrap themselves around his waist and slam him down onto the floor.

Yoongi screams, claws tearing into his clothes, bites covering his skin when the zombies feast on him.

"JIMIN! RUN!"

The boy cries out for the older, quickly running up the broken stairs and being pulled up by Seokjin with the same rope Hoseok has rescued Yoongi with earlier.

Namjoon reaches out his hand and manages to tear Yoongi away from the zombies, pulling him to safety and slamming the door shut, locking it.

Yoongi's cheeks are covered in tears, gasps and sobs escaping him as he shakily moves to feel his left arm and neck.

He only looks up, feeling the throbbing pain all over his body.

Namjoon quickly tries to calm him down and hurries off the man's hood, revealing all the flesh wounds under the fabrics.

The blood seeps through his black shirt. The skin on his neck has been torn, his arms covered in bites and his chest and legs scratched.

He's worse than the other two. If they had taken them with, Yoongi would have been okay.

"Yoongi!"

Jimin rushes down the stairs, gasping at the lifeless human laying on the ground. Hoseok follows, covering his mouth.

Yoongi scoffs and laughs softly, moving his arm up into the air. He looks at the bites and drops his limbs.

"I feel so weak..." He sighs. "So tired..."

With Yoongi's sacrifice, the group decides it's been enough. They take Yoongi by his shoulders and help him walk back to the car, where they place him in the back of the truck with the cover shut.

The night is beautiful. A gorgeous final sight, he thinks. The pain is unbearable. He's become numb, but he's weak. When he shuts his eyes, will he ever wake up?

°•●•°

Taehyung jolts awake from the slamming on the door, Jungkook jumping up as well.

"Tae! Kook! Let's get out of here!"

"Huh?"

"We'll explain on the way, let's fucking go!"

Jungkook looks at the older zombie, gulping at the new black veins going up the man's throat and cheek. His eyes are much redder than before.

"Your face..."

"Yours too." Taehyung sighs and flinches as he gets up. He looks down at the arm with the bite and frowns. "It's... numb."

"I can't feel it either." Jungkook gulps.

Taehyung looks at him and sighs, opening the door. However long they may have, they must spend it wisely.

Jungkook opens the door and tilts his head, groaning at the panicked look at the other's faces. He's not amused at their fear either.

"Jungkook..."

"No time." Taehyung snarls, pushing them aside. "Why do we need to leave?"

"Yoongi got bitten... Badly." Seokjin mutters and grabs onto Jungkook's hand. "We carried him to the car outside. The chief locked Jimin away when we investigated a factory and Yoongi went to save him-"

"But he got bitten trying to get to me." Jimin mumbles.

Taehyung looks back at the youngest, who frowns at the news. There isn't any other option. They need to leave.

With the zombies struggling to keep up behind them, the survivors quickly make their way back to the car, where Yoongi greets them with a tired grin.

Jungkook let's out a short scream at the wounded man, not expecting him to have been so badly hurt.

"Are you okay?" Taehyung asks, sitting down besides him with a huff. "You look horrible."

Yoongi scoffs and chuckles a bit. "As okay as one can be when they're about to die."

"Zombies for life."

"Fuck off." Yoongi grins. "I'm seriously tired. If I become a zombie, you'll be the first one I bite."

The tired man points to Jimin, who gulps and bows an apology, staying quietly next to Namjoon.

Seokjin jumps back into the driver's seat and wastes no time to start the truck and get out of the tight space on the bridge, only to be stopped by the chief.

The man holds a gun at the windshield, a sickening grin plastered on his face.

He nudges his head to the side, ordering them to step out of the vehicle.

Seokjin scoffs and shakes his head, looking back. "We got a problem."

Yoongi rolls his head over and weakly kicks the youngster in his side, twisting his eyes to the front.

He's worried.

"What does he want?" Taehyung snarls, leaning over the bags to look.

"Us out." Seokjin says. "Dead, or trapped. Everyone get out except for the zombies."

"Half. Zombies." Jungkook grumbles.

Namjoon rolls his eyes and slowly crawls from the back, holding a shaking Hoseok by his shirt with Jimin following closely. Seokjin steps out as well, ready to face the insane man.

Rain slowly starts pouring from the sky, and Namjoon lowers his arms. The chief targets him first, aiming the gun at him.

Namjoon tilts his head. His lips twist up into an unsettling smirk. "We know of your secret now, chief." He chuckles. "Using zombies to protect yourself and those around you, then pretend nothing's wrong and you know nothing when outsiders come in."

The chief says nothing, but holds him at shaky gunpoint.

"You pull them in with kindness." Seokjin continues. "Feed them and make them drunk so that they can't follow you to your true home."

Jimin frowns and sighs. "You use those who come after you as bait. And if no one comes, as food for your trapped slaves."

"Luckily for you!" Hoseok smiles. "Because we now know everything, we can take compensation to keep our mouths shut."

The chief's frown deepens. "What do you want."

"A cure." Namjoon snarls. "And if you don't have one, durable food and water. You have plenty, and we won't tell a soul."

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

Listening from within the truck, Taehyung frowns and growls. He looks back at the other two.

Yoongi is panting, struggling to stay awake, with Jungkook squeezing him every time he seems to slip away.

The man is growling and snarling, gritting his teeth, and Jungkook is quickly following him with a similar snarl.

Taehyung feels it too. He's becoming tired. He's ready to give up and die, but doing it now would endanger everyone. He can hold on, but Yoongi can't. The man is too far gone with too many bites.

He turns back around and sighs, grabbing onto Jungkook's hand and pulling him with him, jumping out of the truck.

He drags the protesting zombie with him, shutting him up with a loud growl.

The chief looks towards the sound and inches back when he sees the two stumbling towards the group.

The four standing don't move an inch when the two stand in their midst, growling at the chief with hungry eyes.

Jungkook quickly gets the gist and snaps his jaws forward, causing the man to stumble back again.

"You'll all die!" He screams. "You're insane for keeping two of them!"

"... Three..."

Yoongi stumbles forward, laying his hand on Hoseok's shoulder as he bares his blood-stained teeth. His eyes are nearly fully red, and his iris turned white.

He snarls and grits his teeth, taking a deep breath before gripping onto Hoseok's shoulder tighter.

"Yoongi, are you okay?"

Taehyung grabs onto Yoongi's hand, quickly taking it from the human's and holding it. "We won't make it far." He growls. "Give my friends a safe place, if you have a location."

The chief gulps and backs away slowly, fear rising in his eyes at Yoongi's louder growling.

"By the docks, there is a boat coming in three hours. You'll be safe on the waters."

Namjoon quickly turns on his heels and quickly gets back into the truck, slamming on the side. "Then let's go!"

The chief, again, aims his gun when the humans turn, but Yoongi growls at him and rushes forward with bared teeth. It's enough to scare him off, and the zombies quickly return to the truck as well.

"I'm gonna die soon." Yoongi mumbles. "As soon as I stop breathing... I'm gonna come for you all."

Jimin gulps. "Hyung?"

"Hm."

"Am I... a target?"

Yoongi shrugs and looks down at him. "It wasn't your fault I died. If our first move worked, I wouldn't have had to go in."

He glares at Namjoon, who looks back at the map.

His genius plan wasn't so genius in the end.

"Let's just get to the docks." Jungkook mutters. "We'll go our separate ways from there."

Taehyung nods. "If Yoongi won't die before that."

The zombie growls playfully as a response and claws at his wrist before taking a deep breath.

The ride would be tense. But not long.

°•●•°

Less than an hour passes, and the truck parks by the side of the locked docks.

With more than two hours left to wait, and seemingly no zombies around, it gives the group some time to enjoy.

Hoseok smiles and stretches his legs, pointing up at the small park not far from their spot.

"Isn't that the traveling fair?"

"Looks like it." Seokjin shrugs. "Doesn't look like it's open though."

"Yeah but we can look! Maybe it'll have food."

Namjoon looks at the three zombies. Their condition hasn't worsened, and maybe it'll be a better goodbye.

"Let's look." He says. "Have a bit of fun before... you know."

Yoongi nods weakly and grins. "Don't let us hold you back."

With that, the group goes to investigate. Namjoon manages to find the power and turns it on, lighting the place up.

It leaves little room for fun, when the lights and sound immediately attract nearby zombies.

One of them is quick to find the culprit and rushes towards the taller, who runs up to high ground and kicks the infected down.

As usual, Yoongi, Taehyung and Jungkook are left alone, not interesting to the beasts.

Taehyung hurries up to the booth and screams for his friends to get in. He's standing at a ferris wheel, holding open the doors.

"I'll get you out when the boat comes, this is the safest place right now."

Hoseok is first, and Taehyung makes a mental note at the number of his cart.

19

Then is Jimin and Seokjin, who get into the very next.

20

Before Namjoon finally enters the next arriving cart.

3

Jungkook looks at the older zombie who nods. They found a way to communicate, which is all they needed.

But Yoongi isn't fortunate.

He slumps down the side of the booth with deep breaths, dropping his arms.

Taehyung goes to sit next to him and sighs, patting the man's thigh as Jungkook comes to ruffle his messy hair.

Yoongi's eyes are nearly gone.

"I can't... hold on any longer..."

"You won't have to." Jungkook growls. "We'll see you on the other side."

Yoongi scoffs and gives a weak smile. His body goes limp not long after and his head drops to his chest, releasing his final sigh.

Taehyung gulps and holds the walki-talki to his lips. "Guys."

"Yeah?"

"Yoongi is gone."

"What?!" Jimin screams, banging against the glass. "No! Not yet! Tell him he can't!"

"Too late." Jungkook mumbles.

The zombies look at each other. They've grown exhausted. Their vision has become worse and worse, their body becoming weaker.

"We won't survive for long either..." Taehyung sighs. "I don't think we'll be able to let you out on time."

"We'll let you out, find shelter. We will distract the zombies." Jungkook says.

"But..." Taehyung grins, catching Jungkook off guard. "Let's do a game first..."

"Tae." Namjoon grumbles. "Don't."

"Which cabin is Hoseok in?"

"Hey! Whoa! Wait!"

"Which cabin," Taehyung growls. "Is Hoseok in."

Jungkook leans in close to the passing carts. "I can't see..." He whines. "The numbers..."

"I'm passing you now." Namjoon answers. "The purple one."

Jungkook growls and walks along the floor, eying the inside of every cabin. "Purple... Namjoon?"

"It's me." The man lays a hand on the glass. "I'm in here."

Taehyung growls. "Hoseok. Where are you."

"I ain't telling!"

"Hoseok!"

Jungkook releases a loud growl, slamming his fist on one of the carts.

Both of the zombies turn back, hearing a familiar growl rising.

Dead eyes stare back at them with a hungry hiss, stumbling up from his broken pose.

Yoongi's lips twist and twitch, snarling and screeching at the top of his lungs upon his revival.

Taehyung grabs his arm, flinching when Yoongi snaps his jaws at him. The zombie growls slowly and twists his head away, stumbling closer to the moving carts.

Although his bad vision, movement he can see.

He tilts his head and slams his hands against the glass, hearing a screech from the communicator.

"Let me ask a final time." Taehyung growls. "Before I let all of you out with our hungry hyung."

"Where. Is. Hoseok!" Jungkook screeches.

"Cart 19." Seokjin replies softly.

"Jin! Why?! No! I'm not in there!" Hoseok screams over the device, clearly in panic. The older betrayed him.

"What color?"

"Blue!" Hoseok screams.

"Yellow." Namjoon mumbles.

"Assholes..."

Taehyung chuckles, it quickly turning into manichal laughter. He points at Jungkook to stay, with the near deceased circling the floor with their hungry friend.

Taehyung looks down at the buttons and sighs, leaning closer to see the numbers go by.

He can't see them, but he can see the colors. There are two yellow carts. Number 5, and number 19.

Taehyung grins and slams the red button, hearing Hoseok panicking from inside.

Jungkook tilts his head and knocks on the glass door with a laugh, quickly unlocking the door.

Yoongi snaps his head and screeches, rushing over when Taehyung slams the door shut, trapping a panicking and laughing Hoseok with an insane Jungkook.

The youngster laughs, grabbing onto Hoseok's jacket. "You thought you would live?" He snarls. "After running... cowardly... Leaving me to die!"

"Kook! Please!"

"Bad people get punished all the time." Jungkook scoffs. "And you will too!"

Watching from below, Taehyung once again holds the walki-talki to his mouth.

"Shall I let Yoongi have his pick? He's hungry..."

"Taehyung, please." Seokjin shakes his head. "We haven't done anything to hurt you."

"I know." Taehyung smirks. "But I'm becoming tired... I might soon be gone."

"Let us out, Taehyung. Please."

"Inee, minee, minee..."

"Tae!"

Taehyung chuckles and opens the cart, nudging his head as he grabs Yoongi by his hair and forces the rampaging zombie to his knees.

"Get out of here." He mumbles. "Before I do actually wanna eat you."

Namjoon blinks at him before nodding and quickly escaping the cart. He flinches at Yoongi's flailing claws, tripping to the side.

Seokjin is let out next, Jimin coming out after. The boy whimpers at the zombie's low growls and drooling glare, still trying to reach them.

"Go on." Taehyung smiles. "I... I'm getting tired... So run..."

"Thank you, Taehyung." Seokjin smiles, quickly taking Jimin by the hand and rushing towards the docks.

With a sigh, Taehyung let's Yoongi's hair go, instead grabbing his shoulder as the zombie tries to rediscover their trail.

Over the device, Taehyung can hear Jungkook screeching, with Hoseok laughing out of fear, before he screams.

The tearing of flesh have Taehyung chuckle, and he waits impatiently for the yellow cart to come back down.

When it does, he opens it up and falls to his knees with a loud laugh. He claws at his face, reaching for Jungkook's hand before he slumps down on the ground, a last hitched breath escaping his damaged throat.

Jungkook growls and twists his head, glaring down at the other zombie, who kneels down at the new corpse.

Jungkook drags the body of his old friend out of the cart, leaving a long trail of blood.

Yoongi growls and hisses, reaching for a piece, but Jungkook screeches back at him, lunching forward as Yoongi hesitantly backs away.

It isn't long before Hoseok releases his first growl, having died just before Taehyung did.

Covered in blood, missing flesh and bite marks, Hoseok stumbles up with ragged breaths and immediately attacks the youngest zombie, clawing at his chest.

He goes at it for a good minute, screeching from the top of his lungs before he's thrown off by another familiar pair of claws.

Taehyung growls at him, baring his teeth as Hoseok bares his own.

The four continue to bicker and fight, until something catches their attention.

Gates. Loud metalic gates creaking open.

Yoongi is the first to run, screaming for flesh as he lunges and runs for the sound, just like the other zombies near them, finally getting back of the trial he lost.

Even Jungkook and Taehyung seem to have lost it, rushing after the scent. They're starving.

With the boat slowly coming nearer, the three remaining survivors try to shut the gates behind them, using boxes and other heavy supplies.

Taehyung reaches through the gates, biting on the harsh metal poles and claws on the boxes, with Jungkook managing to break one in his screech.

As soon as the boat rolls down its bridge, the group runs.

The barrier doesn't hold, and the zombies manage to slowly push open the gates.

Jimin gets on first, helping Seokjin up and Namjoon climbing onto the rising ladder, zombies nearly reaching his suit.

"Fucking hell..." Namjoon pants, looking down at the four familiar, hungry faces.

They're welcomes by three more survivors and take a seat.

They look back and watch as the zombies once again scatter.

Namjoon sighs and reaches to scratch and itch on his back when he freezes in his move.

Jimin quietly asks him what's wrong, and Seokjin gulps with him when Namjoon pulls his hand back and shows the blood dripping down his fingers, just as the boat reaches the deeper seas.

Namjoon had been hurt, and there was nowhere for them to go.

●=|THE END|=●

Questions of the Chapter:

What, or who, was the first victim of Seoul?

What caused Hoseok to become a target?

Where does the zombie aggression come from?

Do the zombies recognize each other?

When does the infection fully take over a human?