"Fuck me in the ass….." I cursed, while observing the scenes surrounding me.
There were countless dead bodies mixed with zombies and human corpses in front of me. Some of them were children to boot, while others died as adults. If I looked at them closely, a dozen of those carcasses even jerked their fingers. I could only guess that those were still zombies that didn't die from the aftermath.
"Excuse me, motherfuckers. Excuse me. Coming through!" I exclaimed, while scooching myself onwards.
Throwing cursed words was the only thing that kept my cool. But deep down inside, all my organs shook like a duck waddling its feet underwater.
Those rascals tried reaching out their hands towards me. But thanks to my nimble movements, I dodged every single hand that came to me. Despite that circumstance, my heart never raced. Well, I did not have a heart to begin with, anyway.
It took me around a few minutes before reaching the latter door. As I gazed below, my feet bumped a girl police officer smiling towards the other gate.
She even had her gun still clipped in her hands as the girl desperately defended her ground. It only hinted that this policewoman let someone escape towards the hall as she sacrificed herself for the sake of others.
(Author's notes: this police officer was also the girl who saved Asami)
"May you rest in peace, brave pawn of justice," I whispered, while clasping both of my hands.
After saying my prayers, I continued onward and strolled the place. Although there were dozens of zombies at the entrance, the food remained unspoiled. I did not know what kind of miracle that took, but these shelves would be enough to feed a freaking orphanage!
"Too bad I don't have to eat or sleep right now.," I mumbled, while shrugging my shoulders.
It was both a blessing and a curse that I couldn't taste anything and fill my stomach with food. I did not have to worry about dying from hunger, spoilage, or poison from these nourishments. However, that juicy bacon and Japanese taco bell breached my mind. That shit could be spicy for Western people, if you know what I mean.
I pushed those thoughts away and proceeded towards the inside of the department store. But before I could continue, various cries echoed inside the building. Those shrieks came from humans and not zombies.
It was as if there was an emergency upstairs.
"I am coming for you, my love!" I shouted, and rushed towards the staircase.
There were four empty rooms on this floor, and each of them had a sizable length. They also had mirrors at the centre, which allowed me to see through the door. I could even fit my own bed and some gaming consoles if I wanted to, but I couldn't.
I didn't have time to check them out since there was nothing there but some supplies of condoms and napkins. I might have ventured around the rated-eighteen rooms filled with sex toys and whatnot.
I was just kidding. These shelves were the usual garlic, onions, and other canned sardines that we could use for cooking.
My blaring stomps might have attracted some zombies along the way. Although there were no zombies on the first floor, some undead could still lurk at other levels.
"If I'm lucky, I would face some sort of weird resident evil zombies…. Or even worse, left four dead ones or mutants! Maybe I would see some weird shit with seven arms, like an arachnid…. Oh, wait. Spiders have eight arms, stupid Kawai."
(Author's notes: these games are popular for their evolved form of zombies.)
I did not know if I was a lucky zombie or not. As I walked upstairs, eight-pointed limbs swayed like a branch. But those freaking boughs grasped three humanoid figures on its appendages. Those screams I heard earlier also came from this trio.
But those humans were not the only survivors in this department store. There must be others out there hiding from the zombies or other creatures.
I instinctively fell on the stairs and hid behind the wall, with my eyes bulging out from my sockets. My lungs didn't need to breathe, but I did it out of reflex for this frightening experience.
The mysterious creature heard me shuffling downstairs. It didn't take a genius to know that happened, especially when the arachnid glared in my direction. I already hid from the zombie's sight. However, that double dead insect went towards me with those octa-limbs attached to its body.
"What am I going to do against a spider?! I only have two legs! That shit has eight of them! Nobody briefed me about these creatures! And I thought it had only been a few hours before these zombies invaded the world! What the fuck is this shit!"
I was like a sailor, cussing about my conditions. If my parents heard my twisted tongue, they would have already beaten me up to a plump of stress balls.
My eyes gawked at every corner of this floor and found four doors on each side. It was the same empty rooms I found useless when I first arrived at this place. But the situation had turned the other way.
It was like the quote I remembered on the internet.
"There are also diamonds inside a trash can as long as you look for it!" I shouted.
I rushed towards the first room filled with nothing but spinach, lettuces, and other green vegetables known to humankind. However, when my hand landed on the gate, the doorknob refused to budge an inch. I exerted all of my strength, even risking my fingers getting torn apart. But my efforts rewarded me with nothing but crippling pain.
I tried using the baton to burst through the door open. But then I remembered I needed to hide from the spider, not enter a random room with its blasted gate.
If one of these doors had a hole open at the entrance, that arachnid would immediately spot my hiding area.
"That's a stupid idea, Kawai!" I remarked, but still destroyed the room open.
That sound would lure the spider closer in my direction. However, I already had a plan for that if that event happened.
I rushed towards the adjacent room and tried to open it using the doorknob. The fishes stored behind this room had a stench akin to someone dying inside, even stronger than a homeless person. However, that place had all the fresh fish, despite its acrid smell.
But like the previous gate, this door did not open. It even had an automatic lock clicking on the other side, telling me it had secured its place.
"Fine! Keep your secrets! I don't need your fish, anyway!" I yelled, with my mouth curling downwards.
With little time to spare, I rushed to the opposite room. The scent of frozen meat entered my nostrils, which charmed my entire body. My zombie instincts told me that this pinkish meat was enough to feed my hunger.
But the arachnid chasing me around did not let me grab that juicy meat. I didn't even check the door if it was open and banged it using my baton. I destroyed the entrance just like what I did from the earlier room.
How could I restrain myself from opening it when the food wanted me to eat them? It was as if they're asking for it!
Before I could return to my panicking state, I snatched a bite of an entire chicken. There was nothing more delicious than a meal paid for by the department store. I didn't even have to pay for this shit, considering the circumstances happening in the world.
An overwhelming sense of pleasure entered my mouth as I gobbled up the poor chicken. I didn't taste the meat, since my zombie's tongue hindered me from feeling it. But my body knew what was good for me.
"Not enough! Must…. eat…. food!" I shouted, and thought about swimming myself inside this frozen paradise.
I even moaned like a girl who just had sex for the first time, disorganising my body. My body could finally die right now, but I won't. I hadn't felt the forbidden fruit inside the girl's body. And I won't die unless I had tasted that shit!
However, it was about the time when the arachnid found its way down the staircase. All my dead cells inside my body came back to life, screaming at me like a little kid.
If I could follow the process of elimination, this last door would lead me to victory. Well, excluding the one I destroyed, I should open this door with ease.
I placed my bet on this gate and twisted the doorknob. It was as if I had twirled nothing like before. Fortunately, the doorknob heard my prayers with a click coming from my hands.
I did not have to think twice and entered that goddamn room. If I were still a human, I would have already peed my pants from fright. With a thunderous bang, the door shut before me.
The spider finally came and rattled like murderous maracas. There were sounds of something cracking echoed behind this door. I could only guess that the spider brought its meal on this floor, setting an example for me if I didn't hide.