1 What are they?

It's been raining a lot for the past few days, i find myself thinking about life, remembering how bad i cried last night. If me and the sky had a bet on who cries more, the sky would be so ashamed.

Feeling observed, i stop staring at the floor, look up and then realized I'm still working at my depressing job.

Client: Excuse me, how much is it?

Me: Hi, 8 dollars sir.

Client: Thank you.

Me: have a nice day sir!

I give a fake smile to the client, and as soon as he gets out of the store, i take my persona mask out and keep it up with my real expression and feelings.

I'm a 21 years old woman who works at the popular and well known, 7/17.

I moved here 2 years ago, chasing a dream, to be a pop singer but just like airplanes not well prepared do, it fell down.

I'm the kind of person who daydreams more than actually lives, i wasn't prepared for all what i had to go through, just like an innocent child would say, life is harder than i expected.

Should i give up and find a serious adult job just like my mother said? In the beginning i had a lot of support but as time goes by people started to lose hope, so did i.

But at least I'm not alone, i mean i live in this country on my own, my family lives in Mexico, and i don't have friends. It's a good excuse to give up and leave this life isn't it? That's what i tell myself every time i cry, which is basically every night. But you know what? Screw depression, i still have music, free hot dogs and my dear not human friend, Tabasco, the rat who literally works with me at 7/17, the supervisor told me to kill him a long time ago but i can't be a murderer of a beautiful creature like Tabasco, or at least i didn't have the guts to make the dirty work.

My personal bubble pops up when i start hearing alarms, not normal alarms but REALLY LOUD alarms, something feels off, the store is located inside of a square so it wouldn't be strange if some kid robbed a candy from the neighbor store, but I've never heard alarms to be this loud, it'd be great to have those speakers for a good party tho.

Hesitated I give a few steps near the door to see what's going on but then i suddenly can hear a loud scream, just like those in horror movies, goosebumps scale through my body, uncounciously terrible ideas and images go on my mind. I take Tabasco with me and get out of the store just to see someone covered on a red liquid running, the screams were quickly increasing like my heart beats, my palms were sweaty and i start running to the nearest store that didn't looked closed, it was a men clothes shop. Every time i passed in front of it, I'd see those expensive, delicated and unique men clothes, i don't care if I'm a woman if i like it i want it, but as much as I'd like to say i got it, I'd have to sell a kidney just to buy a belt.

I get into the shop as fast as my short legs let me and then i finally find someone who low-key looks normal,a beautiful guy or at least I'm pretty sure that's how society would call him, although he has a face that screams 'I'm about to die' it shouldn't be posible but he is the most beautiful guy I've ever seen throwing up.

Still scared by the screams, alarms and the weird dude with red liquid who was running i go on to find what in the world is happening.

Me: Dude are you okay?

Dude:...

Me:...

He seems dizzy but I'm still really confused so i keep staring at him.

Dude: Close the door.

Me:...

Dude:CLOSE THE DOOR NOW!

Me: (Slowly closes the door)

Just when I'm about to talk, another guy appears from the bathroom of the store, he runs to where i am, he locks the door and starts putting 3 tables on it.

Both of them looked serious so i tried it too and honestly i was scared but I've been acting to be happy for 2 years at my job, so i can easily manipulate my emotions, i should be getting an Oscar by now.

Fear is getting in my whole body when i realized, bathroom guy is the guy who was covered on red liquid before.

Dude:What the hell are those things?

Bathroom dude: Tae,somehow we have to get out here.

Me:Why are you covered on...

Bathroom dude: on blood? You need glasses?! Those things wanted to eat us! , am i suppose to let them-

Tae: Calm down, she didn't see them. I'm Kim Taehyung and he's Park Jimin, Who are You?

Me: I'm Y/n but i dont-

A strong knock on the door cuts me off, just to see a bloody old lady, knocking, with her head, her skin seemed really pale, that Snow filter couldn't even compared,she didn't look alive maybe not even human, the three of us

Are frozen, any of us says anything and the bloody elderly lady leaves.

Me:??

Jimin: block the door!

We put as much furniture we find, until we completely blocked every door and window.

Me:what was she? I slowly said.

Taehyung: she's dead, they're all dead.

Me:Are you high? I directly asked him, i just couldn't believe a single word, the old lady was pale and bloody but it didn't mean she was dead, right? Or at least i didn't want to believe it.

We hear shots and screams, those bullets weren't calming us at all.

An imaginary hand slap us and wakes us up, we are strangers but we have 1 thing in common, we want to survive.