Turning Into A Zombie の小説・ストーリー

Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird. In the process of trying to drive him away, they somehow ended up gravitating towards each other. Finding comfort in the unexpected company, deep secrets tumbling out in the middle of the night. The guy who got stranded for sightseeing was suddenly showing her perspectives she had never seen before. The girl who barely talks was suddenly telling him the things he needed to hear all his life. But at the end of the day, you should never ever trust a stranger. Soon the creature would enclose itself completely for the second time, never to be seen like that again. It was a period of transformation.

How admirable. Uncle Adam swayed in the air while being teased, his lips quivering as he struggled to speak. [Ding! Adam is extremely frightened. He's snapped, losing control of both his mind and his body. Rage points +1,000!] [Ding! The zombies can see but can't eat. Their rage meter maxed out, converting to general rage points +2,000!] [You're truly a genius! You even took advantage of the zombies! The system has been upgraded to Level 2. The store is now open!]

The puff of smoke long gone. For some reason, I had a feeling that said 'creatures' she spoke about weren't just your average mountain goat or jungle cat. I swallowed. If that's the purpose, how did it end up in my leg? "They'd recite the spell and then the compounds of the mancinella in the creature would run into their bloodstream and turn them into... walking robots..." She trailed off. "Almost as though they were on autopilot." She slowly lifted her head to look back up at me. "Heading straight for,... for their own slaughter." A momentary pause. "You." She finished her face grim.

"Unfortunately, a virus was accidentally leaked from a microscopic biology facility, and the infection's propagation has become widespread. Anyone infected with this virus will lose their sanity and transform into something resembling a cannibal. This virus has been reported to spread in the human body for around thirty-six hours. Symptoms include coughing, sneezing hard as if you have rhinitis, excessive weariness, dehydration, and yellowing of the body's skin. This is to inform you that you should remain in your homes till further notice is given. Avoid interaction with anybody and try not to go out as much as possible. The rescuers will arrive at any time and take you one by one. Just wai

At that moment, the hunter became the hunted. The place went dead silent. The only sound in the abandoned building was the wind howling. The next second, phone notifications rang one after another, breaking the silence. The men who had surrounded me now seemed rooted in place, all lowering their heads and staring at their phones. In just a few seconds, the expressions on their faces shifted from greed to shock, then to excitement…

"What do you think you'll transform into this time?" His two friends laughed loudly. "A flea wolf!" "A forest rat!" "Hahaha!" Raven gritted his teeth. It hurt. Not from the push. But because they might be right. Tomorrow was a very important day. The Blood Moon Festival only happens once every five years. On that night, the moon's energy reached its peak. Teenagers who had turned eighteen would undergo a ritual to awaken their true powers. Some became Betas. Some became Gammas. A few talented ones might even become Alphas. It all depended on each werewolf's abilities.

I stood, gasping as I watched him struggle to climb up the mountain with the passed out Nixton and a hundred monsters behind him. "Guys a little help" Gold said breathlessly and I blinked and rushed up to them. kelvin brought out his hand to lift him up and Lex held onto Gold's right hand. "Nixon!" Camila cried, running towards Gold and helped putting Nixton down. "Thanks for saving him" she whispered to Gold and he nodded. "Hope those dead fucker's won't be able to get up." I spat looking down at them struggling to climb the closet stones. "They are called zombie-the living dead. They feel no pain and when they bite, they transfer a virus which goes through your brain and turn you into one

"Oscar, you're turning into…" "I'm not a zombie!" Oscar looked up. The blood-soaked color drained from his face as dark blue veins surfaced beneath his pale skin. A sharp, eerie light burst from his eyes. "I'm not! I don't wanna become a zombie! Please, save me! I wanna live!" He rushed toward the group. With every step, his expression grew more twisted. The black in his pupils was swallowed up, turning into a cloudy gray-white. The desperation to survive in his eyes slowly morphed into the excitement of spotting food.

Cain raised an eyebrow. "What happened in your office should not have happened." Before Cain could utter the words no shit, Dr. Zosak continued. "The infection is in her system." This made Cain's stomach drop. "If she had lost any more blood, we would have had to start the process of turning her." "Turning her into what exactly?" Cain asked. "A Vampire." Dr. Zosak's breath caught in his throat at the intense look Cain gave him. "You don't get to make those decisions," Cain told him, stepping closer to him in anger.