The lighter

Before I even realized it, I had arrived at the gas station, I entered a car which luckily had an open door just after seeing the corpse of a young man, around ten zombies which followed me trying the windshield.

<Izra >

– "Kid, you're making me, hundreds of people are getting eaten, you have time to hide anyway, they're going to break…"

– "Shut up! You think I'm a superhero"

– "No, right now you're nothing but a crybaby."

Turning around to look at the zombies, I saw a lady on the ground being chewed by zombies while a high school girl with glasses and black hair with a baseball bat and a rather muscular high school boy with a t -shirt around his fist was fighting using all their strength to save this woman by focusing more on their face, I easily recognized the amateur middleweight champion and 4th best rated in the school and his only friend ranked 5th best from school while being the star of the track and baseball club but the sounds of someone pulling his arm into the car while trying to grab me brought me back to reality.

<Izra >

– "Do you see them? What do you think they have going for them?"

– "They are more beautiful, stronger, more intelligent, more talented…"

<Izra >

– "No, that's not the difference between you and them, it's that they started somewhere"

Just then, the zombies entered the car.

<Izra >

- " It is now !"

I went out through the window, but I was cut by one of the pieces of glass, but for the first time in my life it didn't stop me, on the contrary, I felt a feeling of excitement which dominated that of fear,  I ran to get a tube from the gas dispenser and sprayed gasoline on all the zombies, but also on the nearby car, pushing some of them away with my feet, then I ran to the store in the hoping to find something to light a fart fire on the way back I saw two of these monsters eating the semi-conscious cashier, they both raised their heads when they saw me and the red glow in their eyes terrified me then they started to shout to call his fellows whom I had doused with gasoline and jumping over them, I ran into the rays at full speed pursued by these monsters.

<Izra >

– "Here I saw a lighter"

- "where ?!"

- "there !"

– But where?!"

- "Here "

In the magazine section at the very back of the store, I rolled around and managed to grab a lighter with which I set fire to one of the zombies full of gasoline and began to scream in pain, dragging his colleague who also began to imitate him and while he was redecorating the store with flames I got out of the store and started running away as fast as possible before throwing that lighter in the back.

<Izra >

– "You must feel like a secret agent?"

- "More like the Joker, but the idea is there"

Seeing this fire, the zombies started running towards the fire and jumped into the fire before starting to scream in fright, which scared most of the zombies. I learned it later, but most of the survivors who had set me on fire and saw me with this huge fire behind me called me "the purger".