I covered my mouth when the arachnid entered the room. Fortunately, I already burst open two rooms stacked with meat and other vegetables on the other.
The room I entered had nothing but cheese. I did not know if the store's owner had an interest in cheese or if it was the best-selling product that this market offered. Well, even if I got the answer right, that information won't help me survive in this fucked up situation.
Since this place had more cheese than air, the stench of those dairy products attached themselves inside my nostril. It was as if I got tossed out inside a trash can. Even if I pinched my nose, that spoiled scent still lingered inside of me.
"You got to endure this for my future, Kawai. I'd either die from the spider or smell this stupid smell for twenty-four hours! And why can I smell this crap, anyway? Shouldn't I be immune from these cheese turds?!" I ranted to the wall in front of me.
Those stacked, golden cheese nestled on the shelves shook when I entered this place. Unfortunately, the piled containers took up most of the space. It was also the reason it made my life from worse to worst. One wrong move and these shelves and containers would fall.
I had to make sure that I didn't jerk my body. Or else the cheese would envelop my body.
But before I could continue, the sudden noise from the evil maracas reverberated near the staircase. It only meant one thing.
And that was the zombified spider.
The eight-legged beast continued creeping towards the four rooms, looking for me. Even though I didn't show myself from this insect, the monster hunted me down. That creature was like a police officer would do to a criminal.
Within a few seconds, the arthropod made its way near the first door, which was the meat's storage room. Thankfully, I destroyed that gate, which lured the bug's sense of smell. Since the place had an entire shelf full of pinkish food, the arachnid marched its way inside.
I could tell by the sounds the spider created as it entered the room. That piece of shit did not even bother concealing its presence from its already cornered prey.
And that son of a bitch was me, hiding in the corner from this spider.
When the spider was finally inside, I slid the door open and took a peek at the arachnid. However, when I moved my butt, I accidentally knocked over the shelves from the cheese department. All the cheddar tumbled from their container, creating a ricotta landslide.
That thud also attracted some noise behind me, which alerted the spider next door.
I wasted no seconds and made a run out of it towards the stairs. My mind impulsively rushed to the upper level without looking back.
Luckily, the insect got itself preoccupied with the juicy meat. However, when I reached the second floor, the arthropod sensed something wrong and followed in my footsteps.
If I remembered it correctly, spiders could also sense their surroundings through vibrations. Thanks to its eight limbs, the spider had no problems locating me, especially after dragging my entire body out of the first floor.
The arachnid finally went back up the staircase and followed my trail. If I planned on standing my ground for too long, that motherfucker would get me.
I immediately studied the second floor and found only three rooms. The one farthest from me was the emergency exit, while the closest were these two doors. Since I was a right-handed person, I followed my instincts and proceeded inside the door, only to two individuals in front of me.
I caught this pair red-handed as they were about to taste heaven. The hooded man had his right hand placed on the girl's melons, while the other pinning her down.
The girl was just around my age, since she also wore a high school uniform. I could only deduce that this woman went to a different school near this town, since she still wore her uniform.
I did not care about the man, since I was not into guys. I was only interested in this woman who was my type. That short-haired schoolgirl had notable water balloons juggling on her chest. If I could, I would bury myself in those balls all day. My Excalibur wouldn't mind if I placed it between those voluptuous treasures of this girl.
Although these people schemed on doing an intimate action, the girl wept like a baby whilst gritting her teeth.
"Am I interrupting something? I can leave if you want to?" I asked, and slowly went outside.
But instead of calmly answering my question, the bloke wearing a black jacket revealed a gun. He aimed the firearm in my direction with shivering arms and a sweaty face.
"Stay down, you freak! And why is a zombie talking like a real person! Shit!"
This guy also had a sailor's mouth, just like me! There weren't any Japanese willing to curse in front of their peers. But I finally found my long-lost pair.
"Relax, mister. I am not here to eat…. you," I mumbled, but meant otherwise.
Suddenly, every cell inside my body leapt with joy as I finally witnessed humans in the flesh! These two were in front of my face compared to the idiotic guy I met near the window.
However, instead of introducing myself, my mouth drenched itself with saliva. It was the gooey liquid that zombies produced every time they wanted to feed themselves.
Although I could still control myself, my famished state was arduous for me to handle. It was as if my parents threw my hungry self inside a buffet and told me to wait for two hours.
"Foood…. food!....food?"
All my mind thought about was food whenever I looked at the two humans. It was as if these two people were walking cooked drumsticks, staring into my eyes.
I had never felt this hungry, even before when I first ate some raw meat. That pinkish flesh did not satisfy my hunger. Fortunately, my food waited in front of me. It was as if telling me that these people wanted to get eaten by me.
"Foood…. foood…" I growled, while walking towards the two.
My train of thought eventually stopped when the hooded man switched his aim at the girl.
"Don't come close! I will kill this girl if you do!" cried the hooded man.
If this scene happened in my normal occurrence, I would have already cowered in fear. I would also give all of my allowances, including the savings I kept buying some busty figurines.
There was a colossal chance that I would save the girl and offer my life for her. But, well, I already have a girlfriend. Simping for another beautiful girl would make me an asshole….. not unless she doesn't know about it…. Or my girlfriend died. I hope she didn't.
However, things became different. Within a blink of an eye, the world changed into something sinister. And it even made me a mother fucking zombie, for fuck's sake.
I shitted my pants already from the arachnid chasing me outside. This guy with a gun doesn't scare the shit out of me.
It would take more than that to stop me.
"What do you think you're doing? Release the girl, and nobody gets hurt!"
That thug dared to use an innocent life to save himself from danger. I hated these kinds of guys who used cheap tricks against other people.
I hated them since I included myself in that matter.
"Shoot," I demanded, and crossed my shoulders. "Do you think I care about a single girl? Besides, I already have one…."
Despite my confident remarks, my eyes gleamed with dark shadows. I thought I had it and controlled my wishes perfectly.
But I had thought wrong.
"I don't care if you kill the girl. It just makes it easier for me to eat the two of you alive… Although I prefer devouring someone with cleaner thoughts, your meat is still meat!"
The ruffian widened his eyes as soon as he heard my claim. That man only threatened the girl because he thought he would have the upper hand.
But as soon as he met his match, the guy shakingly strangled the girl and aimed his gun at me. It did not take a genius to know that this guy had yet killed or threatened someone before.
"Screw you, zombies! You already took over the world, and I know I'm going to die next! Isn't bad to have at least some fun before dying?"
Even though I hated his guts, this man moved me with his words. If I were in his position, I would have done the same thing too…..
"Too bad I'm not like you."
"What?!"
Before that hoodlum could even react, I took out my gun and pulled the trigger. Within a few seconds, the bullet entered the thug's head, blasting it into a million shards of skin.
As soon as I decapitated the man's head, that bloke fell to the ground.
"He's sleeping," I whispered.
"You…. killed him," the girl exclaimed.
"He's so sleepy…" I continued.
(author's note: This dialogue came from Free Guy. XD)