D-dead...?
No! I don't want to die here... My family is waiting for me!
I clenched my fists and wildly pounded his arm, but at that moment, his arm felt like steel to me.
No matter how hard I hit it,
I couldn't affect him at all. His arm didn't even tremble.
Completely... powerless to fight back.
My vision slowly darkened and blurred until I couldn't even make out the monster's face... Even now, I was still wondering: could Zombies... really talk?
Then what was the difference between Zombies and humans?
But it was probably too late for me to investigate that mystery.
My hands gradually weakened and fell to the ground. The strength slowly drained from my body. Just as I thought I would die the next second, suddenly, the hands choking me
let go. Fresh air and blood rushed to my head, and my lungs, burning with intense pain, suddenly sucked in a breath of fresh air,
making me cough violently without thinking!
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
The monster on top of me also moved away. I rolled over and lay on the ground, coughing nonstop.
"Haa... haa... cough, cough..."
At last, I managed to steady my breathing. I glanced back. He was standing behind me, but he hadn't killed me...
At least, for now, he didn't seem to intend to kill me.
But from what he'd said, I couldn't help wondering whether the person I used to be had done something unforgivable.
Like abandoning a child?
But there was no sign that I'd ever given birth?
"Cough, cough..."
He said nothing, just stood behind me. I couldn't see his expression, but I couldn't simply give up and accept death. Maybe if I talked it over with him, there'd still be
a chance to survive.
"I... I don't