'the world was beautiful, so peaceful, but you were unprepared yet thrust into the heart of chaos, now I beseech you, prepare yourselves... for chaos cometh...!'
Day One
After that, none of them spoke for a while, their minds wandering, a few thoughts that a secondary school student shouldn't have been thinking about began encroaching.
After a few uneventful moments filled with loud noise blaring across the whole school, Dion opened his mouth to talk, but it was at that moment a noise alerted him.
Different from the annoying sounds the megaphones produced, this sound was somewhat organized, it was a rapid knock on the common room door, desperate even.
The knock was rushed and hurried, and also a lot loud, the person must have been knocking for a while but couldn't be heard due to the loud noise sounding.
Suddenly the whole room was still as everybody froze, their gazes fiery as they looked at the door.
There was something about it, a knock. It was a normality often taken for granted previously, but hearing that knock, a symbol of human manners, something so normal was suddenly so odd due to the apocalypse.
But that didn't mean it wasn't welcomed though, a smile bloomed on Pelumi's face as she hurried towards the door, her head bobbing with glee.
"Wait!"
James was the first to regain himself, as he hurriedly shielded Pelumi with his large frame, and then he approached the door cautiously.
Pelumi looked at him, a silent question hovering in her eyes, but she didn't say anything.
James placed his left hand on the door handle, while his right withdrew his pistol.
There was a gulp as a wave of nervousness passed through everyone.
But then James abruptly swung the door open and leveled the pistol on the first head that came into view.
... human or zombie.
Once the door was open a couple of individuals immediately tried to shove themselves in, their eyes glowing with relief as if they could see a paradise within.
But all that stopped immediately they came face to face with the cold metal.
James' lips somehow curved into a smile as the boy yelped.
*****
It had been ten minutes since the announcement Dion made when Jerry and the others finally made it inside the school building.
It had been a challenging and panic filled journey, but they had all made it in one piece, at least for now.
Although the noise Dion created through the speaker outside the school did enough to distract the zombies, it wasn't really a solution to their problem. In fact, one could even say that the distraction only favored those already in the building, as the zombies converged before the large speaker, which was in turn directly in front of the entrance to the school building.
So going in through the school entrance was impossible, but they still had to find a way. Luckily they had a teacher with them, someone who knew the ins' and outs' of the school.
After following her advice, they rounded the building and went in through an ajar staff's entrance, its position was somewhat ideal as they came in somewhere very close to the Chief of staff's office, a stairway leading further downward to their left, and if you turned around the corner of the hallway up ahead, you would see the cafeteria.
"Let's not get too excited," Mrs. Chika said, a gentle smile on her face. "We are not there yet, so we must not loose focus".
She could see the excitement the students were exuding, it was as if they had briefly forgotten about the horrifying experiences they had gone through in the past hour or two.
It somewhat brought a smile to her lips as she watched them, but she also knew that being too relaxed currently was no way in their best interests.
"Do you really believe it?" one of the junior male students commented, his expression flushed with excitement as he sometimes made animated gestures. "SP... SP... what he said, do you believe - ?"
"If course it's true," the smallish girl who had been crying of hunger earlier chipped in, she sent a glare at them, her previously frail demeanor now bursting with vigor. "Senior Dion is just that incredible. Do you dare to compare him with wastes of spaces like yourself!"
Instead of getting angry the boy laughed, it seemed his happiness had made him foolish.
"Hahaha," he smiled. "You're right, the SP is the best".
"Hey, you idiots, didn't you hear to keep it down?!" Jerry burst out, his heart feeling a little aggrieved at how lavishly they were praising Dion.
'This children...'
He was the one who had been keeping them safe since, sure it was a combined effort between him and the teacher, but he made more efforts, so he should be appreciated.
Come on praise me!
Don't you realize how awesome I am.
The cautioned juniors kept quiet only for a little while before the little girl once again enamored them by a tale of Dion Jerry had never even heard before, but one he was sure was not a little bit over eczzagerated.
'Forget it...' he sighed.
Someone else was silent too, she normally hadn't spoken much since the apocalypse began, but those few words had dried completely ever since she heard Dion's amplified voice announced by the speaker.
"Kamsi..." she mumbled.
Jerry gave Chinyere a side glance, her movements were very stiff and mechanical.
He released a short breath.
He couldn't say he knew how she felt, but he could at least imagine.
After all, the both of them... they were...
He shook his head violently, a childish attempt to shrug off his unwanted thoughts.
The group moved in this fashion excitedly, and although Jerry had reprimanded them for making too much noise he didn't dwell on it because of the megaphones, those blaring tools perfectly countered whatever noise they made or could ever make.
So they proceeded cautiously but confidently, that was until Jerry saw something that nearly stopped his heart.
Just as they were about to round the hallway into another, Jerry noticed an indention in the wall by the right, it was a caved in bucket-sized spot that spread a net of cracks along the wall as streams of fine dust sometimes fell from in between the cracks.
This was unusual but not too unusual.
The reason Jerry was so terrified he froze was because of the shape of the indention, both the shape and the pattern of its making, he was sure of it, it was unmistakable, what caused that indention was without a doubt...
"... a ... a ... a fist..."
His legs gave way beneath him as he came to this realization.
Granted whatever had done it must have had an arm as thick as a pillar, but that was without a doubt done by a human - a humanoid creature.
First were cannibalistic creatures that feasted on their flesh and now, what was that even?
The rise of a Nigerian Superman?
"What has this world turned into...?"