Cough, cough.

I got up and coughed a dry cough. Moonlight shone on the rooftop, and the sound that pierced my eardrums had faded away. The clouds that had been covering the sky had cleared up, allowing the bright moon to light up the night.

My underlings were standing around looking at me. I wiped away the sweat trickling down my forehead and got ready to go.

‘Hmm?’

I opened my eyes wide and looked down at my hands. My torn and broken arms were normal again. My left leg, which I had been dragging behind me, was also fully recovered.

I felt warm. My entire body was steaming. I ran my hands down my entire body. Every part of me was hot, like a frying pan that had been left on the stove. My body temperature was way above normal.

‘Am I dreaming…?’

I stared blankly into the horizon, all confused.

GRR!!! GAA!!!

Zombie cries echoed through the air, pulling me back to my senses. I went to the guardrail to see where the sound was coming from. I squinted my eyes toward the source of the sound, and could just about make out a sign saying ‘Middle School’ a distance away.

Continuous zombie roars were coming from the field in the middle school. I saw a group of zombies all tangled up together in the middle of the field. Purple and red zombies were fighting each other to the death....