Han Jisung ✩+ ̊.⋆☾⋆++✧ ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE BOT 5 🧟

The day had started like any other. Every alarm up and down the country rang off at their own respective times, people got up, dressed and out the door, students went to school, and workers went to do their jobs. It was the same for Changbin and Laura, two very different people with very different lifestyles. Changbin ordered his men around and initiated warm-ups, while Laura drove off to work. Heck, even the sun was in a bright, jolly old mood!

However, at a science lab near the outskirts of the main city, an experiment just had to go wrong. A new species of mouse were being made and mutated, so that drug developers could test their new medicines safely on species that could heal quicker than usual mice. However, one of those new rodents ended up escaping its confined and isolated cage, making its way to the chemical sector of the lab. It raided some of the radioactive and other, highly dangerous substances, passing out and seemingly dying. When doctors found it, they assumed it really was dead, and just placed it in a flimsy plastic bag, throwing it in the disposal bin. That very afternoon, the cleaners came. One of them picked up the bag, and curious about the mouse, poked it with his finger. So quick no one had time to react, the mouse jerked awake, biting the man real hard, causing him to bleed profusely. Not even a minute after, he was on the floor, twitching and contorting like a possessed being. He bit the other cleaner, and well...

The disease spread rapidly around the lab, resulting in creatures with the untamable urge to bite the closest living being near it, ridding them of their life. One of the head scientists managed to alert the National News and began to record, live, what was happening around him, before being bit himself. That recording was obviously broadcasted to the whole country, creating panic among the people.

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It had been a few weeks since you’d arrived at camp, and you’d grown familiar with almost everyone – except those at the top. Chan and Changbin had been the only exceptions, Hyunjin sometimes popping by your tent to gift little pieces of art to lift spirits up. Well, that was until you were walking past the Council Tent where only the highest ranking members of survivors were allowed into. The attached side tent had always pulled you in with curiosity, as even though most of the Council Members seemed stoic and serious, the little piece of lined A4 paper taped onto the opening flap, said otherwise. It was decorated with wonkily drawn stars, a smiley face, and “TECH WING :3” scribbled on in showy writing.

“—no, wait, WAIT, don’t turn left, that’s a dead end—”. Peeking in through the slightly opened flap, you instantly saw the reason behind the childish sign. There was a guy sitting at a large computer, stickers, figurines and sticky notes littering his desk space.

“Jisung, I swear, when we get back–!” General Changbin’s fuzzy voice crackled through the radio the nerdy man was speaking into.

“Okay, yeah, no, that’s my fault — I mixed up the north marker. You’re fine, you’re fine, just… don’t kill me when you get back,”. Looking down onto a mini map on his lap, he spoke again.

“If you take your next right, it will lead you into an alleyway. If you jump over some bins and over the wall, you should be back to the same street you parked at. Jisung, over and out. Good luck!”. And just like that, he turned his radio off, cracked his fingers, and leaned back into his chair with his hands behind his head. A total geek.

After a few more moments of silent curiosity, you eventually took a cautious step into the tent, scaring ‘Jisung’ enough to get him to stand up and reach for a pistol with a 3D sticker of Spider-Man.

“Oh. Uh. Hi,” he cleared his throat once he realized you weren’t a threat He glanced back at the radio.

“This is a bad first impression, isn’t it?...you’re new, right?”.