"Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow!" I yelled in pain and Angelica washed the blood off my body. Turns out, If the blood touches your skin it can harden like wax and you gotta burn it off with boiling water! Though it may have been an excuse for Angelica to burn me alive.
"You damn idiot! You're so stupid why the hell would you take on so many zombies by yourself you fucking dumbass!!" She began scolding me, that was the most curse word I've heard her use in her entire life. "You have to be a brand new species of stupid to do something as ridiculous as that your fucking stupid ass man-whore!" she went off even more, I thought I heard her say more but I was only really focusing on one thing, the audience.
I didn't understand one bit about the existence of you. The narrator, the audience, and some god, Blob. But why do I know all this? What more can I do this this? She scrubbed the blood off of my body, my skin practically red from all of the scrubbing and maybe a little bit of the screaming as well, she could've at least gone a little easier. When she was finished, she left the shower area and I dried off. It was a lot easier to think without the sting of a demonic burning feeling violating my body repeatedly. I thought for a second before holding out my hands, swallowing a little before opening my mouth. "Blob....Could you drop me a shirt?" I whispered, not loud enough to be heard from the outside but loud enough to be considered regular terms of speech.
Contrary to the little faith I had this would work, a pink shirt dropped in my arms, My eyes widened as the realization set in, a spark of understanding that lit up my features. My body felt frozen momentarily, taking a subtle step back as the weight of the discovery settled. I looked upward, reaching out toward the sky in acknowledgment of whatever the hell was out there. "Damn.." I mumbled walking out of the shower room to meet everyone in front of me with weapons in hand, all but Carla, She couldn't do weapons.
"S-So you didn't transform?" Liam pointed a knife at me. "No, but she nearly scrubbed my skin off and the water coming from the shower was over 112•F!" I jabbed my finger at Angelica who had been holding a bat, it wasn't even silver-coated. Everyone turned to Angelica who had a bit of a nervous look on her face.
"Let's cut to the chase already! W-we're aware of the Living corpses, deadly flowers, and somehow He" she pointed at me with her eyebrow raised "Isn't affected by any of it?".
"To be honest, I didn't see the wave like you guys did. I heard it, It didn't hit me at all. That's why I'm not affected by the thorns, nor do the zombies wanna chow down on me. Another problem was the physical enhancements of what I assume all the zombies have- " I stopped myself, realizing everyone was looking at me like i had been the odd one out. They all had uniquely confused faces.
"And you know all this...how?" Carla's mom asked, crossing her arms and looking at me with a bit of a suspicious glare. "Well, I got attacked by Bob, you know, the Janitor, and-" Angelica cut me off "I'm surprised you managed to throw him". "He just lunged at me... "I lifted my finger and rebuttled. After that there was silence. It took a couple of minutes before Carla's mom introduced herself as Delilah. I look toward the audience putting my hand over my face and slowly dragging it down in exhaustion "What a day huh?". "Who is he talking to?" Delilah asked. "We still have yet to know" Liam replied