《Name Tag | Reader X Cheong-San | ALL OF US ARE DEAD FF》Dad?
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We finally got to the exit of the Gym
"untie it!!"
I untie the knot and opened our safe circle, revealing the door hidden behind our wall.
I turn the knob, pushing and pulling but it won't move on bit. I cry in disbelieve as On-jo joined me.
"It won't open!"
"Shit"
"What do you mean?!"
"The door won't open."
"Out of the way!" Su-hyeok yelled, aiming the baseball bat at the door knob and he started hitting it.
"Fuck!" I yelled as I held off zombies.
They were destroying the wall we have been hiding in.
My eyes filled with tears again as I hit the Zombies trying to eat us.
On-jo hit the door again, taking a big step back, and she ran at the door. But it the door opened by itself.
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"Dad." On-jo cried out hugging him.
We all ran out the Gym, shutting the doors behind us.
I kneeled down catching my breath
"Are you guys okay?" On-jo's dad asked turning to me.
"Y/N... Cheong-San.." On-jos dad sighed hugging us both.
He let go.
For once I felt safe.
"If you go over the Tennisfield and building site, you will reach the mountains." He explained, "go through the mountain to Yangdong..."
"Mr. Nam!" Cheong-San called out pointing at a Zombie charging at us.
He ran at it, throwing it to the ground and breaking its leg.
Dayum.
"Go!"
And we started running again.
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We reached the tennisfield, entering the "cage" and closing the door behind us.
As we ran to the other exit, we realized that the Zombies have surrounded us.
"Fuck"
"Where are we supposed to go?!"
The the Zombies broke down the door.
"Shit!"
We started fighting them off again, as Mr. Nam lighted some kind of torch and threw it away. Letting the Zombies follow it. Which made us able to get out of the cage.
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I ran at the exit with the others looking back as I realized on-jo and Cheong-San didn't join us yet.
"DAD!" She yelled watching her dad fighting Zombies.
He pushed us out the cage and locked himself inside it.
"Dad.." on-jo cried standing infront of the wall, blocking each other.
"Look at me On-jo." He said calming, "Go."
"Dad." She cried.
"Go!! GOOOO!" He yelled as she watched him getting eaten by zombies.
I pulled On-jo, crying myself.
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We reached the construction site, running inside the building.
"Wait!" Nam-Ra said, making us stop in our tracks.
"what?"
We watched the hall as Zombies started running out of the rooms.
Fuck.
"Upstairs, now!!"
We all turned the other way and ran at the staircase.
"QUICK!!"
We ran up the flight of stairs, quickly looking around for a place to hide.
"There is nothing here!"
"Here neither."
"This way!" Nam-ra yelled as she climbed through a blocked window.
We ran after her slowly jumping out the window and landing on a construction platform.
We all quietly sat down, not trying to make noise.
I crouched down covering on-jo's mouth as she cried, mourning her dad. I started crying myself as I tightly hugged On-jo.
It's better to just die. The virus transforms humans into some kind of monsters. The people we loved, turned into monsters. Someone who dies, you can forget. But someone who turned... you just can't forget.
Cheong-San joined us, comforting us.
The last memories of the ones we loved, that turned, are them being eaten.
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"Nothing ever works out." Mi-jin complained, "no matter what we do, we always land in a dead end."
"Be quiet." Dae-su answered, "Joon-yeong died because of you."
"Dae-Su, don't." I commented
"If you weren't that harsh to him, he wouldn't have jumped out like that."
"Fine its my fault, I'm an asshole."
"Stop it already."
I hid my face in my arms, ignoring the discussion happening.
"Mi-jin let's look for a place where we can get down from, we are the oldest ones here." Ha-ri commanded standing up.
"Why, we don't get treated respectfully anyway."
"I go this way, and you go that way." Ha-ri ignored turning right.
Mi-jin sighed turning left. "She is so cool."
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