LOGINThe creature kept moving its mouth, but nobody could understand what it was saying.Ava looked at Daryl and asked, “Can anyone understand what that zombie is saying? Its words sound like complete gibberish!” She stepped closer to Lily, then quickly moved back when the zombie slammed its hands against the glass.“Maybe the virus damaged its brain,” Lily answered nervously. “Its body is moving, but its words don't make any sense. We don't even know if it remembers anything from before it died.”The zombie suddenly slammed its head against the glass.BANG!Everyone jumped.“What the hell was that?” Jeric shouted, nearly dropping his weapon. John grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the chamber.“Don't stand there like an idiot! Move!” John shouted. “That thing is going to break the glass!”The zombie slammed the glass again.CRACK!A long crack appeared across the chamber.Wilson screamed so loudly that several people turned toward him. Eliana grabbed him with both hands and held him
Eliana lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling while Wilson rested on her shoulder. Both of them had been inside their small room for almost an hour, and neither had found anything interesting to do. Eliana was bored, Wilson was hungry, and his stomach had been making strange sounds that sounded like a broken machine.“Pretty, I am hungry,” Wilson complained. “Can we go to the kitchen now? My stomach is angry!”Eliana turned her head and looked at him. “What kind of worm are you? Always hungry!”“A handsome worm!”“Fine. Let's find something to eat before you start eating my hair,” Eliana sighed.Wilson immediately climbed higher onto her shoulder. “Good! I want bread, meat, milk, and something sweet. Maybe a whole chicken!”Eliana shook her head and opened the door. “Come on. Let's go before the kitchen runs out of food.”They stepped into the hallway, where a few soldiers were walking toward the main room. Wilson looked around for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and asked, “W
Francine sat inside her small clinic, staring at the black blood inside a glass tube. She had already examined the strange worm twice, but the results continued to make her uncomfortable because nothing about its body matched any creature she had studied before.She lifted the tube toward the light and frowned. “This is not normal. Its blood is black, its body can survive things that should kill it, and it can even talk like a human. What the hell is this thing?”The little clinic was quiet except for the sound of machines and the distant noise of survivors moving around the laboratory. Francine placed the tube on the table and rubbed her forehead, feeling like she had spent the entire morning studying a talking worm.“Well, it talks, so it's definitely not a normal worm,” she muttered. “But that doesn't explain why its blood contains something that looks like alien material. Is it infected? Is it an alien? Or is it just a very ugly creature with a very special skills?”She looked at
Daryl walked into the laboratory with his hands in his pockets and a serious look on his face. Several scientists were working behind the glass walls, checking strange samples taken from the alien creatures, while a large screen displayed the latest reports about the poison rain and the infected zombies outside.“Toni, are you busy?” he asked as he approached her worktable. “I want to ask you something about Audrey.”Toni walked toward the microscope before answering, “Audrey? What about her?”Daryl glanced at the screen before asking, “What do you think about her? And that worm?”Toni slowly lifted her head. “Well, Francine hasn't finished her own examination of those two yet, but if you're asking about last night's session, Audrey kept repeating a name. Eliana Lopez. I don't know who that person is or what she means to Audrey.”Daryl's expression became more serious. “What else?”“She seemed very scared and sad. During the session, she described a vision of a woman getting hit by a
Eliana grabbed the glass of water beside her bed and drank almost all of it in one go. After taking a deep breath, she looked at the little black worm sitting on her chest and said, “Yes, it was a very scary dream.”The worm crawled across her chest while holding his potato chip like it was a priceless treasure. He turned around and showed her the back of the chip before saying happily, “Daryl gave me this! It's so good!” He took another bite, making a loud crunching sound as if he wanted the whole room to hear him enjoying his food.Eliana sighed and stared at him. “Can I ask you something? Have you ever seen another worm that can talk like you?”The worm stopped chewing and looked at her. His little face was already full of potato chip, and a few crumbs were stuck around his mouth. He tried to answer, but the moment he opened his mouth, a piece of potato chip flew straight toward Eliana's face.She quickly closed her eyes and wiped her cheek. “Hey! Swallow it first before talking!”
The worm lifted its head and looked at her. “What do you mean? Did I become ugly in that book? Oh no! I need facial!”Eliana slowly turned toward it and rolled her eyes. “You are already ugly. Why would a book make any difference?” she replied.The worm placed one tiny hand against its chest and opened its mouth in shock. “Pretty! You're so harsh! I thought we were friends!” it complained.“We are friends, but that doesn't mean I have to lie about your face,” Eliana answered with a small laugh.“Hmp! I hate you!” the worm muttered as it turned its back toward her.Eliana chuckled and picked up a pillow. After making herself comfortable, she looked at the worm again. “Worm, remember when I told you that this body Audrey Wilson belongs to a side character? To be exact, a dead character?”The worm turned around and nodded. “Yeah. You said Audrey was supposed to die on the first day of the apocalypse, but you survived because of your System. Why are you asking?”“Exactly! But something ha







