《The Art Of Apocalypse》Chapter 2: Is it safe to hide in the locker?
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While he was running towards the storage room he notices that there is a huge amount people running away from the Main Lobby of the school.
Ziv quickly arrived at the storage room as he reached the door while trying to open the door, but it wasn't budging.
After cursing the janitor who holds the keys to the storage room that locked the door here.
He runs towards the club building while bumping on other students that also fleeing everywhere as he picked one club teacher's room while trying to find a spare key inside that may open the storage room
When he looked inside the room, there he saw a teacher that still asleep at his desk without noticing the commotion outside and when he looked the name of this teacher.
'Mr. Feirlin'
He became excited at the fact that he picked a room that could have a key to the storage room.
While he was rejoicing that he could get a key from here he has also become dejected when he remembers that Mr. Feirlin was a stubborn, violent and a coward teacher that people called him behind his back as a piece of sh*t.
Ziv hurriedly searched everything in this room without waking up Mr. Feirlin to avoid failing what he came for in this room.
When he was busily looking around the room for a while, he heard some noise outside the room that getting near this building while he can occasionally saw some students running away from the campus field just to avoid being chased by zombies.
The sense of urgency could be felt running across his body as he tense up before thinking of a good plan he can do in this situation.
'I need to find a weapon that can defend myself while hiding in the closet then I'll look for the key later.'
Ziv searched the room again before spotting a dumbbell in the corner of the room while he quickly approached it before removing the metal plates from the handlebar while carry it as a weapon he can use.
'I will use this for now then I'll use the metal plates if it was needed.' Ziv keeps the handlebar on his hand while leaving the metal plates outside the locker.
When he opened the door of the locker and preparing to squeeze himself inside it.
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Mr. Feirlin suddenly grunts and woke up as he heard the loud noises inside and outside his room.
"What you guys want!? Ha! Can't you see someone is-" Feirlin was on his halfway of his sentence when he saw a student preparing to enter his locker.
"Hi sir! Don't mind me, I'm just cleaning your room." Ziv laugh awkwardly before immediately enter the locker and slammed the door.
*Bang*
"Huh?" Feirlin was confused at first when he heard that before he fumed in anger the next moment he realizes that someone sneaked into his room.
"WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING. IN. MY. ROOM!" Feirlin shouted while approaching the locker and drag the student that enters it.
"Get out now! While I'm still nice or I'll drag you out there!" Feirlin threatened while continuously knocking the locker and trying to open it outside.
There are 4 zombies that were attracted by the noise that started to slowly walk towards the room.
While Ziv was preparing to attack anyone that tried to forcefully enter the locker with his handle bar, he suddenly heard Mr. Feirlin shouting at the zombies that enters his room.
"Hey! W-what you guys doing here? This is the teacher's room you are not allowed here!" Feirlin feeling surprised when he suddenly saw zombies trying to enter his room.
"Get out right now or I will smash your head!" Feirlin threatened while picking up his baseball bat near his desk.
The zombies ignore his threats while still walking towards him, then pounced on him when they got near him as he swing his bat to their head.
*Splat!*
The blood splattered at the walls when he hit them in their head.
"That's what you get!" Feirlin proudly said while his throat suddenly dry from nervousness about his action.
'Did I really kill a person? T-That's a murder right?'
The other zombies didn't wait for him to think again and the remaining ones also attack together.
"You forced my hands, you fools!" Feirlin tried to swing his bat again when he gets bitten by the zombie he attack earlier that only dent its head and didn't die from his attack.
"AHHH- Noo! HELP! Pleasee!" he cries and wailing for help until he died miserably by in the hands of zombies while gnawing on his body and messing with his internal organs.
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While Ziv was witnessing the whole scene from the locker that he was hiding there is suddenly a memory that resurfaced from his mind that he wants to forget.
'Don't try to resist or I'll touch your sister-'
'Ziv help me-'
'Get out here-'
'Ahhkk what are-'
'What a Beautiful Art-'
'He got stabbed him 16 times and burned-'
"Haa-! Haa-!"
Because of his distress that he experienced he made a slight noise when he heavily breathes and gasping for some air inside the locker.
When he heard the sniffing and growling noise from zombies outside the locker seemingly trying to locate him, he woke up from his stupor while relaxing his tense body and stop creating any noises.
'Why do I think about it of all this time?' Ziv nervously swallows saliva as he warily looked at the zombie outside.
He waited for minutes to let the zombies walk out of the room before he opens the door of the locker to check if there is some zombies remain inside or outside the room.
He creeps towards the door and carefully close it, when he lock it that was the time he relax his body and lean in one of the cabinets to rest a little bit.
"That was close, but I need to drop the curtains first before I searched this room." Ziv unties all the curtains in the room to prevent the zombies from seeing him outside.
After doing that, he looks at Mr. Feirlin's body who is already zombified while missing flesh in various places, half eaten abdomen, organ and few remaining flesh left in his limbs.
'I'm lucky that I hide inside the locker.' Ziv shuddered a little bit while looking at Mr. Feirlin.
When he looked at Mr. Feirlin for a while he approaches him easily because it can't move and easily stabbed his head twice with handlebar to confirm the kill.
"Huu-!" Ziv exhale in relief while checking the body if he can find the key on him.
"No keys here, I'll check his table then." Ziv exclaimed when he couldn't find it in his pocket.
When he checked the table there is some stuff there like; energy bar, cond*ms, black handle butterfly knife and the key for storage room.
"This is knife was Illegal, but I guess it's kinda handy at this time especially the key." Ziv said happily while practicing how to use the knife and keep all the items he got from this room.
He also checks carefully for some useful stuff he can use later, now that he have a lot of time to do that.
Ziv removes some unnecessary items inside his bag and put some useful items like; food, water bottle, clothes (he found in the locker), few bandages and the baseball bat that hangs to the side while keeps the knife in his back pocket and key on the front.
"Time to replenish my energy first, then I'll find an opportunity to run towards the storage room." he said while eating the energy bar he got.
'Hmm.. I need to think about this whole situation while I'm at it; First why is this happening? Is there some chemical leak in some factories or sick people that spread the virus like in R*sident Ev*l? Well, that could be difficult to answer as I don't have clues or evidence that directing towards.'
'What's important here is what kind of enemy am I fighting here? Are those zombies moving by sounds, hearing, smell or vision, I need to experiment some things here.' Ziv carefully thought his next step of action.
"Upgrading my weapon is the priority, finding food in the cafeteria and maybe find some reliable people that can help me survive in this situation." he said while finishing the food on his hand.
While he looked at the slit of the curtains to looked outside and see the numbers of the zombies around this area.
"There is only a few zombies around the corridor from what I see here in the window while most of them were in the campus field. I need to be cautious and plan this correctly before executing this plan I was thinking about because if they surround me quickly I will be dead for sure." Ziv ponders in concern while staring outside.
"Time to know some things first before executing this plan I was thinking right now."
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