parte 1
— UFF!!!
Valerian gasped as his legs trembled with exhaustion. After hours of running without rest, his body could no longer withstand the physical exertion. Cold sweat drenched his forehead, and every breath felt like it was cutting his lungs.
— I can't take it anymore, they're going to catch up with me — he muttered to himself, looking back in fear.
— Raaaagh!
The guttural growl of the zombies echoed from the shadows behind him, sending a shiver down his spine. He knew he couldn't run forever. He paused for a moment, desperately searching for a hiding place, a safe haven where he could catch his breath and regroup.
— This isn't going to last long.... I am possibly the only human being who has survived all this time, but everything has its end and this is my end — he thought with resignation, the weight of inevitability crushing his chest.
The landscape was littered with walking corpses, of every rank and state of decay. Valerian braced himself for the inevitable, aware that he was about to engage in a losing battle.
— Hahahahaha, I won't die that easy.... — he muttered between his teeth, a spark of determination shining in his tired eyes.
With a last-ditch effort, Valerian fought back skillfully, knocking down many of the zombies that came too close. However, the fight was uneven, and he soon found himself surrounded, outnumbered and outgunned.
— Ahhh... Why can't I run any faster.... — he thought in frustration, as the zombies cornered him closer and closer to an abandoned building.
Remembering all that he had accomplished during his prolonged struggle for survival, a slight smile broke out on Valerian's sweaty face. He knew what he had to do.
— I'll take them all with me, no matter what — he muttered with determination, feeling the weight of responsibility and the final decision he had to make.
Valerian activated the explosives he had strategically placed on his body, knowing that this was his last chance to stop the horde and save the other remaining survivors.
Kaboom!
The explosion echoed through the air, consuming everything in its path. The roar was followed by a deathly silence, broken only by the crunching of debris and the faint howling of the remaining zombies.
Smoke and dust slowly dispersed, revealing the devastating result of the explosion. Valerian lay on the ground, surrounded by the mangled remains of the zombies he had managed to destroy with his calculated sacrifice.
— Did I become a zombie, did I survive, where am I, he wondered in his dazed mind as he tried to assimilate what had just happened. The world around her seemed a blur.
Suddenly, he found his thoughts interrupted by an unfamiliar presence emerging from the shadows. A figure was slowly approaching him, its outlines blurred by the residual smoke and confusion that enveloped him.
— Valerian, wake up...whispered a soft, distant voice, like an echo in the void. The voice echoed in his head.