The scene in front of Zain blurred again, and when his vision refocused, he found himself back on the road with the gun in his hand.
His heart felt pounding, and the sweat drenched all his clothes, but it was all in his head and wasn't true.
After turning, his heart had stopped beating, and sweat wasn't really something his body seemed to release, but why did he feel that way?
Standing up, Zain looked around, wondering how much time had passed, but Skittle was still next to him, and there were still plenty of zombies roaming the streets.
'Ever since that change, I've been having strange visions. They appear all of a sudden and seem like flashbacks…and at the same time, all of them feel so real.' Zain thought. 'But this new one, it was so strange, and why couldn't I see that man's face? My head is beyond messed up.'
