30 minutes passed after he started his solo stroll through the dark desolate subway tunnels.
The oppressive silence enveloped everything , broken only by the occasional echo of the wind hauling .
'I feel like I'm in a zombie movie,' Reign chuckled to himself, recalling a scene where a train was overwhelmed by a horde of zombies, forcing it to stop.
He remembered the moment vividly: tears welling up in his eyes as he quickly covered them, unable to bear the sight.
Reign chuckled at the irony of it all.
'Funny how life works," he mused, reflecting on his childhood fears. "I used to be scared of those things, and now here I am, practically one of them.'
It was like the system had dug into his deepest fears and transformed him into the very thing he dreaded.
Well, it did work surprisingly well.
How could he possibly be afraid of something he had been transformed into?
