LOGINRaymond, an average mechanic, would go any length to satisfy and make his girlfriend happy. He became devoted to granting her an unrealistic wish of a grand wedding. Everything was fine until his girlfriend was zombified alongside in an elite school. To prevent the whole city of Newland from being infected, the mayor authorized an airstrike on the school. Raymond had to find a way to save his zombie girlfriend before the the wipe out
View MoreAudrey’s POV
“What... the hell?”
I stared at the notification on my laptop intensely hoping it might change if I looked hard enough. Nope. Still there. No, this couldn’t be right. This had to be a mistake.
It was a notification from a new school. It read: Congratulations, Miss Dauval, you have been accepted into Ravenfalls High in the senior class.
I kept staring at my screen. That made no sense. I didn't apply to any school not in my final year of high school. I shoved the chair back and ran out of my room, barreling down the stairs as if the house was on fire. Straight to Dad’s study.
I didn’t knock, I just pushed the door open. The room was dim and stinking of cigarette smoke and whiskey—his usual scent these days. He didn’t even look surprised. “What is the meaning of this?” I said, dropping my laptop in front of him and pointing to the screen.
"You got accepted. I didn’t expect it, especially since it’s your final year in high school but that's good."
I stood there, confused. Words tangled up in my mouth. “Dad, I don’t understand. You actually did this?” He gave a small nod. No emotion. No regret. Just… blank. And I felt it—my heart splitting with disappointment.
"There's nothing wrong with the school I attend here," I argued. “It’s been a month since Mom—”
"Stop," he cut me off sharply.
"Why are you sending me to the middle of nowhere one month after I lost my mother?" I snapped, frustrated. "Go to your room, Audrey. You leave for Ravenfalls in seventy-two hours."
"I'm not going."
"Yes, you are."
"Please, Dad, don't do this." I broke down. “It has only been a month since we lost mom,” and he was sending me to a town in the middle of nowhere.
“It’s for your own good.” That’s all he said as if that explained anything. Since Mom died, he’s been… this. Someone else… Maybe a stranger in my father's skin.
“Please…” I whispered. I didn’t even notice the tears till they got to my lips. I was begging. I never begged…. No, it’s not in my nature. But I didn’t care. I didn’t want to change schools or stay far away from him.
But he wasn’t fazed by My tears. He just took a glass of bourbon on the table and took a sip. "You leave in two days. Say all your necessary goodbyes. You’ll be staying with the Beaumonts."
"Oh, the family friend you haven't seen in seven years? You’re shipping me off to go stay with them? Wow… Congratulations. Best Dad of the Year should be given to you."
I clutched my laptop with anger and confusion. “You’re a coward.”
He blinked. Set the glass down. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” I snapped. “You’re a coward. You don’t even look at me in the eye anymore. You’re not grieving, you’re hiding. And now you want me to hide too?”
Ughhh!
His jaw tightened. For a second, I thought he might explode. But he didn’t. He stood. Slow and Quiet. Walked around the desk until he was right in front of me. Close enough to make it hard to breathe.
“You think I don’t feel anything?” His voice was low, sharp and lethal.
“I see her face every time I close my eyes. I hear her voice in every corner of this house. And you’re turning into her, Audrey. You look like her. You talk like her. That’s why you have to go.” I couldn’t even speak.
That hit harder than anything he could’ve said. My mouth opened, then closed. No words was coming, Just a bottomless ache.
"You leave in two days. I’ve made all the arrangements. End of discussion." He turned. Walked back to his chair, picked up his glass like nothing happened.
There was nothing left to say.
Nothing that’d make a damn difference.
He’d already made up his mind.
I kept my head down. Walked to the door. But just before I left—
“If you really loved her, you’d be fighting to bring her killers to justice.”
“Your mother was sick. She wasn’t killed.” His voice? Ice cold.
“Keep telling yourself that,” I said. “But we both know the truth. And nothing’s gonna change that.” And then I slammed the door so hard it shook the walls.
Ravenfalls High is a town I’d never heard of. A family I barely remembered. A new school in my final year.
All because my father couldn’t handle my grief or his.
My fingers trembled as I reached for my laptop and opened the message again.
Congratulations, Miss Dauval. You’ve been accepted into Ravenfalls High.
Yeah.
Congratulations to me.
I was supposed to spend the next two days packing. Saying goodbye. I didn’t do all that... I only packed my bags. Waited and watched the hours crawl.
The day came. No one said a word to my father. No one stopped me.
No one stood up to him.
Everyone just watched me get into the car.
They all accepted what he told them that my mom's death wasn’t murder and they all believed it without questions.
As the car drove off, I realized there was something actually wrong with my family… and maybe the Beaumonts would be better.
The car drove past many memorable places—
Mom’s favorite café. The street fair she used to drag me to. That dumb mural she loved that was already fading. Each one stabbed something inside me. But I didn’t look back.
What was there to look back at? Nothing left for me to hold onto here anyway.
Thirty minutes later, we were at the airport. I walked in with suitcase rolling behind me. Duffle bag on my shoulder. And this unexplained weight sitting in my chest.
I didn’t cry.
I just... closed my eyes.
The flight was twelve hours long. Sleep would probably help me escape this reality.
*****
RUN. RUN. RUN.
RUN. RUN. RUN.
The words kept echoing very loud in my head, over and over.
Then—
I wasn’t in the airport anymore.
I was in the woods alone, cold and terrified.
The trees above me were twisted, their branches sharp like claws. The moon was full and red, bleeding across the sky as if someone had split it open. My breaths were short and Fast. I was trembling with fear.
I didn’t know where I was.
Didn’t know how I got here. But I knew one thing—
Something was behind me.
I couldn’t see it.
But I could feel it.
A cold, suffocating presence pressed against my back with every step. The growl that rumbled through the trees wasn’t human… It wasn't an animal either. It was monstrous.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me.
My feet pounded the forest floor. Wet and sticky like something more than just mud.
My legs were heavy, but I didn’t stop.
I couldn’t.
Branches tore at my arms, ripped my skin open. Something yanked at my jacket. I nearly lost my balance—
But I broke free. Kept running.
Because stopping wasn’t an option.
Suddenly, I fell down. I couldn’t get off the ground and it was close.
I screamed—
And woke up. Everyone was already coming down.
We had landed.
"You should feel better now" Raymond put the cup back on the table smiling."You mean the wine is good?" Grace asked, she was pretending she didn't know what he was talking about."No. Not the wine. I am talking about the daughter of the city" he had opened up straight, she wouldn't have a chance of turning his words around anymore."She's good, but her judgement is somehow different from mine" she complained a bit."Two different people can't do the same thing same way. There will always be a slight difference" he explained."I have nothing against her but I'm just thinking operating like this. The Mayour won't be able to back her" she was right about that."She doesn't want it too. And this evil people give more respect to harsh treatment like such" he added."I'm sure we are not here to talk about the daughter of the city" she was becoming boring with their conversation. She stared at her cup weirdly.They had come out to a
The computers pinged as Grace had said. Laura had been waiting for some time to hear that.She couldn't believe it at first. The pinging was not that loud but it was noticeable. She dashed over to the ammunition side and picked up the sword.She started feeling weird. She felt like she couldn't do this anymore. She stood there in front of the weapon. She wanted to take more than just a sword.But it would be useless to take what she wouldn't use. The computer pinged again. Time was going. She wanted to go but she was very much in need of a little push.Maybe she could just make a call to Grace. She would be helpful. They had become something like best friends.She hurried to get her and make the call. Time was no longer on her side. The call took like eternity to get connected, maybe that was because she was calling from an underground."Laura?" Grace said excitedly.There was nothing funny about this. It was damn serious but she had
Protocols were now being duly observed. Raymond and his accompanies were not allowed in until Reyes came out to them.He waved at them to come over."I'm sorry for the delay. Everything has changed since the attempt on the Mayor's life" he apologized as they walked over to him.They all walked together into the living room to meet Mayor Mount where he was comfortably seated."Raymond, Grace" he smiled to welcome them."And you, your face looks familiar" he pointed at Laura.Raymond was a little bit afraid. He wished Mayor Mount had not remembered when she tried to kill him."We met at their base" Laura said slowly."Yeah, I remember. You are that little girl that was in their base. You know I forgot what you were doing there that day" Mayor Mount seemed to have really forgotten. He was visibly trying to recollect."Actually, we are here because of her" Grace broke in suddenly. She was going straight to the point.
Raymond was coming down the stairs. He saw as Grace kept changing the TV channels. She seemed not to find the one suitable for her present mood.He skimmed down to join. He sat by her side without saying anything. She obviously had a lot running through her mind but she was obviously not going to tell him anything except he incited words from her."Maybe TV isn't what you need right now" he grabbed the remote,took it from and gently placed it on the table."What do you think I need then?" she folded her arms. it seemed she was not pleased with that."A good company like me,that has always been working even when you are stuck on the Millionaire Island" he joked.Grace smiled subtly. She was not enjoying the moment as she wanted."What are you thinking about?" he asked."That's my problem. I don't just know where to channel my mind" she shook her head."You really need that before you could channel the TV" he chuckled.She
Raymond and Grace walked along the hallway after everyone had entered into different rooms.Raymond attempted opening a door at room but Grace stopped him immediately. He was stunned."Things like this are not kept inside rooms. Vaults are built to house them" she explained."Th
Raymond was frozen. He didn't know what to do right now. He wanted to run into her arms but he thought they didn't have the time for that.He was extremely happy. He kept staring at Grace wonderfully. She stared back at him too, not moving."We should get out of here" Raymond finally
Grace was on her way downstairs. She was hearing some light footsteps as she was getting closer.Someone was obviously sneaking around down there. She wondered who that could be and why he or she had been sneaking.She continued confidently. There would be no cause for alarm in here.
Jansen had already heard a series of gunshots inside the building. Not long later, another shots were fired. He wondered what was happening.These guests didn't look like people who could shoot except the city hunter and his guy. And these guns were actually the guns brought by him and his
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