Chapter 3 III

Kristoff's POV:

"What's up, would you kindly request some rations? Since this morning, I haven't had anything to eat! Outside, I yelled to be heard.

Even if it is noon, I am always in this state. Because of the actions I took back then, I am still incarcerated in this dungeon. Even though Marty's blood is boiling as a result of me, he did not remove me from this location. I'm referring to the nefarious actions that they have committed before!

I have been here for what seems like five days now. I do not have any guests, but I do have some information for my brothers. To get a message from me, Kosa Minor came here in stealth.

I was informed that they had called my relatives. Because of the epidemic, the funeral for Dad was held in a hurry. You can find Cristy and Ricky at our residence.

A sigh came out of my mouth, and I sat down on the sidewalk. I even sneezed as a result of the dust and grime that was present here.

To this day, I am unable to come to terms with the fact that my father has passed away. Because I was incarcerated, I did not even get the chance to see him for the final time. In addition, I am unable to accept the fact that I was incarcerated without having committed any wrongdoing. For what reason did I have to go through this?

We would have had a more positive experience in life if Mother had not separated from us. When my father told me that my mother was wealthy, I will never forget it. I no longer care about her since she is a completely worthless mother.

Unexpectedly, the iron door of this prison began to ring, and I turned my attention to it. Two individuals who were wearing personal protective equipment approached me.

How much do you require? Get away from me as soon as possible! Please do not inject that into me! You are a scumbag! I let out a cry of revulsion.

Several law enforcement officers seized me, and some of them even hit me in the stomach. The higher-ups are responsible for pressuring you to obey them, even if their goals are not appropriate. This is one of the things that I dislike about them.

The individual who was wearing white personal protective equipment questioned his colleague, "Does it still have the blue color?"

Not at all; it's just pink for the ladies. I have no problem with that; the result is the same. The individual who was wearing blue personal protective equipment (PPE) stated, "I don't know why it's separated."

"Get that away from me!" I made a yell.

During the time that they were injecting me with that syringe, I was completely helpless. After being pounded once more in the stomach by a law enforcement officer, I slumped to the filthy floor.

They exited the cell en route to the outer world. It appears that the entrance to this dungeon has shut on its own.

Then I sat down and uttered a swear. What exactly is going on here? If these incompetent law enforcement officers aren't the cause of my concern, then it must be the infection.

The commotion and the loud voices that are coming from outside are audible to me. The only thing I did was shrug my shoulders and lay down.

My head is resting on my arm at this moment. The ceiling, which was covered with dust, was the only thing I was looking at then. Where are my brothers at this moment? What happened to Dad is still a source of sadness.

While I was pondering something, I found myself falling dozing off. Taking a break from this crazy environment every once in a while and getting away from it is perhaps not such a bad idea.

-!

"Ahhh!"

When someone pounded on the iron door of my cell, I let out a terrifying scream. With its speed, my heart seems to be beating extremely fast.

I have not received any news from the outside world during my second week here. In addition to the fact that I am still grieving the loss of my father, I miss my siblings.

As I peered through the window above, I noticed that it was in the evening. Have I once again run out of rations? Those dreadful officers of the department.

The banging piqued my interest, and I wanted to know what was going on because of it. To get a better understanding of what was going on outside, I pressed my ear to the door.

Surprisingly silent and elusive. In most cases, the noise is caused by the convicts' yelling and conversing with one another. Don't forget to include the officers playing cards.

I was able to open the door by moving away from it initially. As soon as the door opened, my anxiety level increased even further.

I found myself in a state of fear, and I was at a loss for what to do. I had the appearance of a young woman. What the hell is going on, Kristoff? Become a man!

Taking a look, I moved to the small window in my room. Several trucks were seen leaving. On the rear of the truck, there is a DHO written in an inscription. How could that possibly be?

I went down and peered through the gap in the door to see what was going on. As a result of my anxiety and uneasiness, I am unsure of the primary feelings that I will experience. Perhaps at a later time, when I am finally able to leave this place, they will suddenly shoot me!

There was no one in the vicinity. I made my way out of the house slowly and looked to both sides.

Dark and devoid of people. Even though it is still flickering, it appears that the light is about to go out. I had no food ration the day before, and I was on the verge of passing away from starvation. Could it be that the absence of anyone around is the reason why there is no ration?

I took a quick look inside the cells and let out a loud gasp. What exactly is going on, because there is no one left within the cells!?

I am unable to recall how to get out of this place. I need to move quickly. I have no idea what is going on, but at this moment, I have the opportunity to get away.

The sound of iron rustling could be heard while I was walking. My spine tingled with a chill as I read it.

I grabbed a metal pipe that was lying on the side. While I was strolling and looking around, I carefully held it in my hands.

A zombie apocalypse is something that could have happened, right? Are you able to do that? Without a doubt, there is still a virus at this time!

"Fuck you, hmmph!"

Since someone pulled me from the side, I got the impression that all of my blood had been pumped up into my body. It was earlier that I saw his shadow, and he was much smaller than I was.

He covered my lips and pointed something at my back, which I mistook for a knife. I took the weapon in my hand. When I heard footsteps, I did not move as a result.

In a raspy voice, the question was posed, "Are you sure there's nothing left?"

It is OK, let's go. According to his partner, "Let's leave here, and we may be left behind."

I witnessed the deaths of two individuals who were wearing personal protective equipment. A sigh of relief issued from my mouth. That there was a zombie apocalypse was my assumption.

I was lying on my back when he abandoned me. I almost laughed when I turned around to face him.

I believe that he is only as tall as my chest. Despite being 5 feet 11 inches tall, this one appears to be no taller than 5 feet 4 inches.

Although he has large eyes, he is nevertheless rather attractive. He has a nose that is not excessively large, light skin, red lips, and cheeks that are full. I would have thought he was a lady if he hadn't been dressed in things that are often associated with guys. This one is just adorable.

"Thanks, dude; I thought something was going on." I expressed my gratitude to him.

He questioned me by asking, "Huh, are you stupid?"

I averted my gaze and raised both of my hands. Could you please explain the issue with this one? Isn't that a nice move?

"I need your assistance to get out of this place. While we were walking gently together, I hushed him and told him, "I'm going to go to my family."

It was his question, "Where are you from?"

"Just Lagua," I responded to myself.

"Me too."

"Why do I not see you?"

After saying, "I don't know; the place is big," he compelled me to follow him down.

We down the steps in a steady manner. It was almost as if I was short of breath as I saw some folks walking by wearing personal protective equipment (PPE).

Not a moment later, we hid. As soon as the sounds stopped, we left the building without further delay.

As a result of the fact that people had already departed earlier, we were able to speed outdoors. This location is devoid of people and has a very low level of noise. I am not aware of what is taking place, but I believe that it is horrible.

I suggested to him, "Let's steal a car," as we made our way down a neighborhood alley.

This is not going to happen; they will take notice of us. He stated that we would have to walk until we arrived at our residence.

"What is going on?" I was not sure.

I'll come back to that later. He responded by saying, "You talk a lot."

After uttering the word "woah," I remained silent. When I think about all of the men who teased me, I believe that he was the only one to whom I did not reply.

When we reached the alleyway leading to our house, I yanked him away and told him to go. As soon as I noticed that the door was open, I went straight into our home.

"Ricky-"

She exclaimed, "Shhh," as she was reprimanded by this young man.

While I was inside, I searched for my two siblings. Because no one was present, I was quite concerned about their well-being. Is it possible that my brothers have been taken captive? The nonsense!

Unfortunately, the DHWO may have gotten them. "We need to get back to our house as soon as possible," he stated.

"My siblings-"

They have been taken captive by the DHWO; it is up to you to rescue them. For the time being, I will accompany him to visit my sibling, so I simply went along with him.

We made another attempt to flee, but I was unable to shake the image of that DHWO. If they are going to take my brother and sister, who are they? What exactly is going on here?

Following a brief period of running, we came to a stop at a house made of concrete. As if it were not already evident, it turns out that this one is rather wealthy.

Our first order of business was to ascend to the second level of their residence. Someone was wearing personal protective equipment (PPE) when we opened the door.

At the same time as it was choking Pandak, it yelled, "Why, these two are still alive!"

My eyes expanded, and I began punching this man who was wearing personal protective equipment. When he pulled out a syringe, he came dangerously close to stabbing me; fortunately, I was able to evade it.

In an instant, this young man pulled out a knife and stabbed the man in the chest, thus killing him. As I faced him, my eyes increased in size.

"Why did you kill him!?" I spoke to him in a muffled whisper.

"In the world that you currently reside in, killing people is the same as having animals killed. They are even more terrible," he added with a grin before rising to his feet.

"What do you mean?" As I knelt in front of the dead body, I murmured something.

"Welcome to the fragmented world. This marks the end of your days filled with joy. It is now people killing each other and epidemics that are the problem. According to him, this is an extremely complicated present.

"At this moment, the population of the planet is less than half. Captured women and children are utilized for sexual enslavement and reproduction, while the remaining men are used for sexual exploitation. It was after I accessed the DHWO system by accident that I became aware of this fact. My name is Ash, and I am a hacker. This is the end of our happy days, pal," he continued, sending shockwaves through my entire body when he made the announcement.

To hell with everything, is what I've been told by him accurate?