"We can talk, right?" I asked, but the gargantuan's glare told me otherwise. "Okay. you don't want to talk."
That monster kept following me like a stalker following an idol. I needed to run as fast as I could with all the buildings falling like dominoes. Even the floor my feet touched quivered every time the big bad zombie pursued my tail.
Thanks to my zombified healing ability earlier, my legs did not wear out. My heart spurted out blood, thinking that I would tumble around before this titan. Since I ran out of options, I went inside stalls after stalls and used it as a getaway passage.
I even met some zombies that got stuck inside the city, especially inside the stores. Since I had been circling on this road, I ran to an open building. There was nothing much for me to do but lose this mad titan by passing through multiple structures.
However, despite my efforts, I could not outrun the gargantuan. That zombie kept coming at me like a wrecking ball, with Miley Cyrus singing inside my brain. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself while gasping for air…. which I didn't need since I was a zombie. Those reactions came instinctively to me, especially when I was never an energetic boy.
"Move out of the way!" I shouted, while pushing two zombies in front of me. "You're blocking the goddamn road!"
But before I could even sprint forward, the force from the undead disrupted my balance, forcing me to kiss the ground. Fortunately, a table concealed my figure. And when I lifted my face, a counter greeted my eyes. I glanced around at the place filled with destroyed canned sardines and spoiled noodle cups lying on the ground.
"Oh, great. I went inside a department store without even thinking! Let me guess, I would use the shopping carts as a wagon?" I exclaimed, while shaking my head.
I did not want to lie, but that was an idiotic idea. I could use an entire selection of automobiles outside. And yet, I planned on choosing the trolleys.
If I were a human with human skin, I would have collected these items while running around. However, since I was a zombie-chased by another zombie, gathering those nutrients would not bring me good news. It would only slow my pace down, since I would carry all those packages around my arms.
Suddenly, the gargantuan barged inside the building and wreaked havoc across the area. It destroyed most of the store's interior designs, with the ceiling cracking a song.
"EEK!" I squealed like a three-year-old girl looking at a dead bug.
My eyes widened in fright as soon as I gazed into that ugly being. Every cell inside my body screamed at me to resume my marathon. But my brain knew what was best for me, telling all of my limbs to stay put under the table. I did not know why, but this bastard kept chasing me like a dog looking for its lost bone.
"Please don't look under the table... please don't look under the table… please don't fucking look under the table," I grumbled, while praying to whoever deities I believed in. "He's going to look under the table. I am dead. I already died, and that thing will kill me twice!"
The gargantuan, as always, lost its patience after looking for me for five minutes. That zombie's tolerance was even worse than my mother calling me for dinner.
That titan slammed all the shelves at the side, forcing the other racks to collapse. However, the gargantuan never finished his destruction. After pushing some brackets, the gargantuan took one in his hands and threw it over the other side. Lucky for me, that was the wall next to the counter I hid myself in.
As the shelf crashed against the wall, the items splashed into a sea of mess. All the random objects stored in this mall rained beside me.
My brain prepared itself to curse at my condition. However, when my feet touched liquid streaming ahead of me, a light bulb emerged on top of my head. Since the store called itself the "general stall", all items that one could think of were inside this building. And gasoline was one of those items that I needed.
I caught a glimpse of dozens of disorganized lighters in front of me. And the smell of gasoline wafting in the air strengthened my claim.
I took a peek from the counter and observe where the river of gasoline
"If I light this trail of gasoline, will that explode the zombie? Will that work? Like from the movies?" I kept asking myself these questions, piling up inside my head. "Oh, god. This may be the stupidest mistake I've made since purchasing that useless gacha bundle. But here I go!"
I seized the opportunity, rolled towards the side, and grabbed myself a lighter. I grabbed another one as a souvenir, since there were a dozen spares scattered before me. After placing the extra one inside my pocket, I stared at the kiddie pool of gasoline waiting for its daddy.
It was an automatic one that I needed to click before kindling the flames. And now that I revealed myself in the open, it was time for me to carry out my plan.
With a grin carved on my face, I opened the lighter and tossed it towards the gasoline. That trail of liquid continued towards a collection of gas tanks stationed at each side. Since the gargantuan tossed the shelves, some of the gas tanks were right beside me. But I paid it no mind as I dashed straight to the exit.
The dumb zombie finally noticed my figure running away from the stall. He shouted some incoherent words that I did not catch, but that was unimportant to me right now.
"Come on, come on, come on, come on…. Please don't be locked. Please don't be locked. Please don't be locked," I prayed, while twisting the doorknob open.
As soon as the clicking sound went by, I slid the door open and exited the place. However, before I could even zoom away, the gas tank exploded. Fortunately, I got myself leaning on the door, which became my shield for the time being.
When the fuel tanks burst, a sparkling yellowish colour welcomed my eyes. But I closed my pair of orbs, knowing that I might die while doing these impish things.
But like the cat, my nine lives went into the drain and saved my life. Although I may have had some scratches from here and there, the big bang was not enough to kill me. And since I was a zombie, for god's sake, no pain went through my body.
"That should kill him, right? Only a zombie could survive that," I whispered, while glancing behind.
There were no crystal visuals in front of me, thanks to the smog covering the area. All the cars unaffected by the blast blared their sirens since the force shook their mechanical parts. When that sound echoed, most of the zombies who heard it would march in our direction. With that mushroom cloud touching the sky, I doubt that did not cause a commotion.
"Okay…. exactly one minute has passed and…. nothing happened. I announce you dead, big boy! Your aren't as big as I thought you would be!" I kept talking trash at the scene in front of me.
But I regretted my decisions after that.
The smoke finally cleared the path, revealing the piles of debris covering the crushed store. After a few seconds, the stones quaked, with a hand reaching for the heavens above.
"EEP! WHY DO I HAVE TO JINX MYSELF! OF COURSE, THAT BIG BOY IS ALIVE! DYING FROM THAT BLAST WAS NORMAL! ANYONE COULD DO THAT!" I chuckled up a storm while watching the beast rise from the dead…. TWICE!
Within a few seconds, the gargantuan emerged himself from the burying rubbles. That zombie sent daggers in my direction, with soft snarls coming from his mouth. The flames remained on its skin, burning it like charcoal. However, despite the blaze, the zombie's skin attached itself like a grandmother knitting her favourite scarf.
"Wait, is that…."
The zombie could heal its wounds, which explained why it survived the blast. From all the zombies I had watched and played, I did not expect a zombie that could regenerate like that. If all the undead had that kind of prowess, I did not know how humans could fight them off.
I automatically stepped backwards, wishing I could run away. If I had my actual body intact with me, I would have already peed my pants. Thanks to my decaying Excalibur, that did not happen. But it was common sense that the zombie would catch up to me, even if I had a bike in my hands.
That gargantuan was just as fast as Usain Bolt, even faster than him. And if that titan lived after directly getting hit by the detonation, I did not know how to beat it.
Upon squinting my eyes, two things caught my interest.
Despite the gargantuan regeneration from the blast, it needed more time to heal itself from the damage. It only meant that if something more powerful than before could face that madman, the gargantuan could die. I did not have any confidence in that answer, but it was all the option I had.
I needed to place my bet on this last chance before meeting my end.
And there was a gas station just beside me. Upon witnessing such a place, another light bulb lit itself inside my brain.
"Thomas Edison would be proud of me!" I remarked, while racing towards the truckload of gasoline.