Become the Dead or Escape?

Day 7: 6:00 A.M

Osaka Streets: Shinsaibashi Area: Bang Gunstore

Night Rage Officially ended

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(Nanami's View)

The moment the Night Rage ended for the day is also the day that I all lost the cause. I just received the call from my brother Souichi that... Nejima is bitten...

I can't hold back my tears and tried my best to find a way to know Nejima's condition but it ended up in an utter despairing time of my life. Nejima confessed his love to me...for the wrong time. Although Nejima is my first crush since I entered high school, I did not show it to him, due to me being embarrassed to look at him. However, when the apocalypse started, I was so happy for him to become part of the group of survivors. I even imagined working with him in fending off the base with him. However, I did not expect that he would be bitten...

Miyuki and Cindy is currently rubbing my back. I am sobbing hard with my hands in my face. The news clearly came to blow my feelings all in all. I looked up at Chie however, Chie shook her head.

"I can't do it. The cure is not even developed yet. Even the vaccine is not yet made at all," Chie sighed in disappointment.

I looked at Eve, however, she just grab the end of Miyuki's clothes.

"I can't do it again like how I did it to father. Once he is bitten and not by the way I introduced it like my father got, his fate is already set in the stone," Eve said, making my feelings more painful again.

The others can't say what they want to say. They don't have the necessary knowledge about it and its been only seven days since the outbreak has started. Even Chie who have the most knowledge regarding to the virus Galea is not able to do anything.

Due to this, we are quite sure that Nejima is done for. Once again, I burst into tears. Accepting it is too painful...

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Day 7: 6: 45 A.M

Osaka Streets: Namba Area

Time before the Night Rage: 11 hours and 15 minutes left

Arsenal:

Melee: Bolo, Pocket Knife

Gun: Arsenal AK(Scope and Suppressor attached), Glock17(Suppressor Attached)

9mm Ammunition: 5 box left

5.56 ammunition: 10 boxes left

Grenade: 4 pcs.

Current Team: Shu, Okabe, Nejima(Infected), Izayoi

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(Souichi's View)

I held the Glock 17 in my hands. This isn't my gun, its Nejima's. My hands are trembling and I can't just ignore it. Nejima is having a hard time breathing already and he is quite in a bad shape. He already agreed and we tied him up into the pillar in case he suddenly turned into an undead. Although I held the Glock 17 of Nejima, I still can't choose to give a bullet to Nejima's head and end his life once and for all.

The job of the leader is really heavy and I appreciate Kyosei for shouldering all the burden of the group even though he suffered a loss during the first day of the outbreak. Now, I am unsure if I can still continue our mission to gather the gold bars needed by the gunstore. I am unsure whether I will give the bullet to Nejima or let Nejima turn before killing him, either way, both are still the same. However what Nejima said when he handed me the Glock 17 to me strikes me bad.

"Please... kill me... before I lose my humanity..."

Those words are hard to swallow. I opened the bottle of water in my backpack and drank almost half of it. Shu and Izayoi are checking the money vault but are not yet able to open it. I was here looking at Nejima while still holding the gun. Nejima is still conscious. His pain is really hard to look. His body is also getting paler and paler as time goes by. I can't even bear to look at Nejima. It is my fault that he was bitten. If I didn't bring Nejima in this mission, he must be safe, not bitten and got infected by the dead. For this exact reason, I felt like my existence is just meant to sacrifice my comrades.

Shu and Izayoi returned with a bad a fatigued look in their faces.

"Its no use. This bank doesn't hold gold bars," Shu shook his head.

"All that is left are banknotes and a stockpile of money. Since this is the apocalypse, money is just a pile of paper you know," Izayoi scratched the back of his head.

I sighed in despair. Of course, just by looking at it, money is useless in the apocalypse. A pile of money is not as worthwhile like the necessities getting rarer day by day like food and water. Our hunt for the gold is next to nothing. This is an impossible task for us.

BANG BANG BANG

SKRITCH SKRITCH SKRITCH

The undead outside are banging the shutters like crazy and a few are clawing them, making that sharp noises I don't like to hear. We need to get Nejima out of here but how do we do that?

"Guys...please end my suffering..." Nejima said while still coughing out blood. The blood he is coughing out is already colored dark red. Its getting closer looking to an undead blood.

"No Nejima, you will live, we will be able to keep you alive," I said to him.

Shu taps my shoulder.

"We need to go, we need to get our escape easy while the Night Rage just ended. If we keep on staying here while surrounded by the dead, its going to only take a few hours before the whole bank is torn apart by the dead. We already found the exit to go out of here and it was via rooftop," Shu said and pointed the ceiling where I saw a hatch. That must be the exit that he is talking about.

"But what about Nejima..." I pointed at Nejima who is still shivering and coughing out blood.

"Look here Souichi, although we are reluctant to mercy kill Nejima, we also can't bring him with us. If not being a burden for later once we jump from roof to roof but also a threat that might cause us to be infected as well if we left Nejima stay like that. I will be blunt on this, we need to think for our own safety too. What will you choose, become part of the dead or escape with us?

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A/N:

Hello guys, next week, starting this Monday, I will be back on releasing two chaps a day. I finally managed to stockpile a lot of chaps. Once the rank of this novel reaches around 150 or above, I will be mass releasing next Friday 10 chaps. If it failed to reach, I will only release five chaps. Anyways, work hard everyone.