On the building across from him, a sign was written on a fabric using lipstick: "Hey, we are stuck; help!" "No food."
Realizing that it was the two big brothers he used to play with, he was happy they were alive, noticing how Roy and Michael looked, squinting their eyes; they couldn't read it well but guessed as hruday did.
They felt numerous emotions, such as hope, ease, kinship, and security, all at once becoming joy. hruday, we have to communicate; they might have run out of lipstick.
Yes, that's it, guys. Let's make a powerful bow, or should we call it a rope launcher?
They gathered anything closely related to a rubber elastic band, used grills as a frame, and made an arrow using a broomstick attached to a long rope It was 6 p.m.; hruday looked outside; the sky was painted crimson red; and the moon was slightly visible in the red sky What was everyday look now looked very eerie; he felt impending doom
they couldn't make it properly; either the arrow wouldn't reach or the band broke after barely fixing it They tried now; the issue was aimed. It wasn't exactly opposite but diagonal and 1 floor high It was hard to aim at its windows. After 30 tries, the brothers finally caught it and then tied it up. They established a rope delivery system after improving it
Hruday sent 2 of his water bottles with a note that we would be back after that. They all ate, although reluctant at first. They still ate leftovers after cleaning the blood tails Nobody talked about his parents or blood
Seeing this, he sighed and rubbed his face. hruday said, Your father's welding workshop is near, right? what do you think? Will he be there?
Roy, realizing how close his father was, regretted that he didn't even suggest going because he couldn't even think while running, although he did it in the salon He didn't want to face the worst outcome
unlike him, hruday came all the way from school to here although the school was chaotic he didn't really need to come here but he did it to see his parents only to find blood trails that meant their parents were dead Roy didn't know how to comfort him luckily they didn't encounter hruday now infected parents if they had he didn't know what would have happened, he also thought about his father he didn't want to image anything bad happening to his father he had already felt disturbed by john's brutal death
Roy who was silent, said, "let's call him" everyone looked and said, Are you sure? hruday said, wait a minute, then looked through the toilet window to see if there was light in the workshop and came back
Hruday said, Ya, let's call and take it
Ring ~ ~ ring ~ ~ Hello Roy? Both father and son were in tiers so much so that Roy couldn't speak
"Hello uncle, it's me, hruday" to which Roy's father "Oh, ah, hruday Is my son there"? His father said with grief edged in his throat, which he felt across the phone Hruday said "Yes", uncle, he is with us" Then there was a brief silence from both sides, Roy recovering from his watery throat by gulping it quickly grabbed the phone, and said papa.
You rascal, you are alive, he said in a teary, joyous voice Are you safe? Were there any injuries? there was a barrage of questions worries and concerns exchanged from both sides
Hruday left as a polite gesture, more so because he wasn't good at emotional situations. He always avoided these kinds of emotions because he felt they were weakness, unbearable, and sometimes childish
It triggered more because Roy never called his father Papa; he always called him by his name. As a third person, it really put a sting in his heart. He looked out the kitchen window and saw many zombies unmoving; some even looked as if they were sleeping but it wasn't all
He delved into his thinking circle of possibilities and future actions, and very interestingly, he was always a dreamer, so much so that he used to be absent-minded almost always.
Every time he saw something interesting, he would enter the world of simulation and dream, where he was the rule-maker and now he was doing the same to escape from his grief
After a while, Roy became concerned as everyone was tension-free except hruday. Well, how would he feel when there was no one to call? Roy thought
troy was worried, although for different reasons; it seemed his dad wasn't picking up and his 12-year-old sister was all alone in her house Although he didn't seem to show that he cared, he internally did, but didn't show as he always looked suspiciously by his stepmother If he showed any affection towards her, he hated his stepmother, who always treated him like shit and went to clubs and party
but one thing that reassured him was his sister was safe and talented with Michael instructions she was good but troy apartment was far especially now as now traveling 500 meters was sequent traveling 10 kilometers because of zombies and messed up road
Roy didn't know how to deal, but he knew one thing: leaving alone wasn't an option But Hruday was a little different Even though he knew some things about hruday, it was still hard to understand him
Roy said in a hopeful voice "hruday I think we could go see my father. I know that sounds dumb but he is working on making armor weapons in his workshop", "So if we go together, we could gear up and survive easily. Metal is better than paper, you know."
"Haha, man, but you are really smart You know how did you come up with so many ideas, huh"?
"Paper armor, too, at that time, I mean, you were smart, although you sucked in math, but look, you calculated precisely how much tape we needed." After praising hruday, who felt it was blabbering but appreciated his efforts, just as Roy was going to stop
Hruday, who had stopped himself from straight out calling out his very wrong timing and vain efforts, even stopped himself from laughing dryly as he didn't want to do the same thing he did with his parents Surprising his anger, he said, "Didn't I tell you I was smart? Thank me, bow to me then."
Roy was taken aback by the reaction he received Although it felt natural, it wasn't. He could kind of feel it but couldn't be sure While hruday did have an ego about how uniquely genius and lucky he was, he wouldn't outright brag like this At most, he would tell ya it wasn't much of great feet or it was easy and he wasn't that well Still, he did it, kind of brag.
he didn't make it feel Obnoxious all the time It might be because he was self-aware to not brag about it as
After a second pause, Roy replied, Haha, you are my "Boss" Then he said to tease him, as he used to love ordering and setting up rules He even used to play A game called "Boss Boss" invented by himself when he was a child, although they weren't close friends at that time and just friends
After sending food to two big brothers, they all slept together Everyone looked really uncomfortable, wearing masks and sleeping beside one another
At midnight, there was a loud noise and the light flickered
Roy was silently observing, not wanting to check on Troy, who was walking, wobbling, and stepping on Michael. He went to the toilet, noticing that Michael, who was uncomfortable sleeping with his helmet on, woke up, suspiciously followed Tory,
Troy, who was scared to go to the toilet, after finishing, came back but encountered Michael, his face drooling with saliva This scared the life out of Troy, and Michael was startled by the Troy's scream and unexpectedly did too after both of them screaming at each other twice they paused ,
Roy, who following them for good measure heard thier screm , ran towards them Michael, who turned and screamed once more, ran to Troy and hugged him
Then there was an awkward silence as Hruday and Roy stared at them for an explanation, really pissed to be awakened like that
Because of the scream, some zombie growled and banged their living room/drawing room window They all swiftly cursed and silently and swiftly slept back with annoyed Hruday