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The next morning came. Smokey fogs seeped into the cemented walls making a burning feeling of coldness that roamed inside the prison. The roaring that never stopped that night was strangely soon put to an end in that very next morning.

 

 

 

 

 

Pretty much everyone alarmingly noticed the disappearance of the gurgling noises from the rotting bodies trying to get inside that section of their safe place barricaded with metals. But what had made Chanyeol's heart jumped was that Baekhyun was no longer in between his arms.

 

 

 

 

His heart pounded in his broad chest like he had been shocked up with an electrocuting force. His legs willed him to frantically yank the metal gate from his cell and immediately tried to find Baekhyun. His dark worried eyes roamed around the place as his breathing came ragged.

 

 

 

 

"Baekhyun?!" He shouted.  He no longer cared about who will hear his loud voice that would attract the outsiders near their prison section.

 

 

 

"Everyone! Baekhyun is missing!" His voice was laced with worry and nervousness that unusually come from him. What if Baekhyun do something reckless? This thought flooded his mind.

 

 

 

 

"Where did he go?" There, Xiumin was the first to hear Chanyeol's worried tone that broke the early cold morning.

 

 

 

 

"I woke up and he's no longer there!" He hissed. His fist unconsciously balled as he felt his heart pounded even more. He doesn't really know where this fear coming from but he's sure wanted to find Baekhyun that instant.

 

 

 

 

 

"The noises are gone." Sehun struggled as he walked beside Luhan.

 

 

 

 

 

"Baekhyun is missing?! I told you to watch him! You promised! I swear if anything happens to him," Luhan woke up almost immediately, eyes flared with anger and frustration, yanking his metal cell gate unwillingly waking Taehyung who's just above the bed post he'd slept on that very tragic night.

 

 

 

 

Chanyeol remembered Baekhyun sobbing in between his arms for no one knows how long that night until the said boy had stopped. He swore he just kept Baekhyun in between his arms and stayed there in his chest as he tried soothing the miserable man. The warmth from the boy willed him to sleep and the next time he opened his eyes, he was no longer there.

 

 

 

 

"Kyungsoo is no longer in his cell!" Tao announced in fear while he held a gun ready to shoot. A terrible idea of him turning into one of them floated in his mind as he searched for any blood stains on the floor where he would have roamed yet he couldn't find any because it's still dark inside. The sun isn't up yet and the torches doesn't give that much help.

 

 

 

Pretty much everyone is awake now and the tension built even more. Yet as soon as they decided to find the people who are missing, a loud reverberating banging sound caught their attention and that led them to go in the main path at the end of the prison section where the thick metal gates that divide and separate them from the danger outside was located.

 

 

 

They sprinted there with their guns and weapons. The unsettling feeling filled their guts as they hear no more roarings. This didn't made them comfortable at all.

 

 

 

The moment they saw the thick section gates wide opened and the dead bodies lying still on the floor didn't even made them calmed or appointed as they saw blood and parts of castrated human body parts scattered all around the place.

 

 

 

"Kyungsoo!" Tao shouted as he pointed the gun behind the male's back.

 

 

 

Kyungsoo turned around slowly with his eyes blank and voided.

 

 

 

"He almost got bitten." He struggled to speak. His disabled hand wrapped neatly and put into an arm aid attached to his chest and shoulder while his other free hand was holding a gun still pointing at Minho's remains that is just in front of Baekhyun.

 

 

 

They were astounded for a moment. 

 

 

 

 

First, Kyungsoo was alive. Second, Baekhyun was almost bitten. 

 

 

 

 

They started to react when Baekhyun started crying again.

 

 

 

"M-Minho hyung... I'm s-sorry..." he cried as he turned the dead body to look at his face.

 

 

 

"I'm so sorry... I could have saved you..." he mumbled as he trembled in sorrow.

 

 

 

New emerging zombies started showing up on the corner of the unsafe zone. And Chanyeol immediately approached Baekhyun, not uttering a single word as he swiftly carried the boy's petite body in his arms bridal style while Kai helped Kyungsoo.

 

 

 

"No! Don't leave him there! Don't leave him there! Please!" Baekhyun cried even more as he glanced at Minho's remains.

 

 

 

Luhan who have his eyes silently shedding  tears, signalled Kris to help him tow Minho's body inside the section before securely locking the gates.

 

 

 

"We should bury his remains." Luhan cleared his throat as he tried not to break his voice into a trembled whimper. He can't see Baekhyun like this. Neither anyone of them doesn't want to see Baekhyun in his weakest spot.

 

 

 

Sehun came close and squeezed Luhan's shoulder to ease the building emotion on Luhan and the said male sighed and looked away while wiping his tears.

 

 

 

"Everything will be alright." Sehun comforted. Luhan slowly stared at Sehun with sudden blankness in his expression.

 

 

 

"I've heard that sentence too many times, please don't get my hopes painfully up any more. Everything will happen when it happens." He spoke blandly before leaving Sehun and going inside the cell where they put the medical supplies to get a white bed sheet to cover Minho's body.

 

 

 

 

Chanyeol on the other hand felt his heart squeezed seeing Baekhyun in his weakest, most fragile state.

 

 

 

 

"Please Baekhyun... Stop hurting yourself. Stop putting yourself in danger..." Chanyeol spoke as he caressed Baekhyun's back, rubbing it to at least ease the latter's sobbing.

 

 

 

 

"It's easy for you to say, though hell knows what could have happened if I didn't put myself in danger." Baekhyun croaked out as he curled into a ball above the bed beside Chanyeol. 

 

 

 

Hell knows that pretty much Chanyeol and the others are dead by now if he didn't put himself in danger.

 

 

 

 

"It's easy for you to say because you haven't tried getting attached with someone. Easy for you to say because you haven't cared for people's feelings at all." Baekhyun cried. His face buried in his knees as he wrapped his arms around it.

 

 

 

"I'm really sorry I don't mean like th—"

 

 

 

 

"Oh come on Chanyeol, of course you're sorry. What else do you even have to say?" He countered Chanyeol's apology with his voice rising up a bit.

 

 

 

 

When Chanyeol was caught off guard there at that moment, Baekhyun took that opportunity to wipe his tears on his wet cheeks with his trembling bloodied hands that came from the zombies he had taken all out this earliest in the morning.

 

 

 

"The first time I had attached my worthless life to someone, the second he was gone." He sighed. No more sobbing but his eyes is still shedding tears.

 

 

 

 

After that, silence filled the air. The blood on Baekhyun stained bed sheets. 

 

 

 

 

"I'm sorry," Chanyeol looked away. Silence floated for a moment.

 

 

 

 

"It should have been us." He trailed his words. He knew they should have been the ones who where outside that cell. Who had died.

 

 

 

"If you didn't came and tried to save us all. We could have been gone too. He shouldn't have sacrificed his life either. You couldn't have put your life in line too. You could have been happy right now with him." He spoke lowly that only the two of them could hear.

 

 

 

Baekhyun tensed. He didn't expect those words to come at him.

 

 

 

"Where is this all coming from?" He questioned. Frustration and guilt building in him quickly. He didn't mean it like that.

 

 

 

"I'm just saying that you could have been happy if he's with you right now and not me." He answered. His eyes under the black circle of sleepless cold nights looked at Baekhyun.

 

 

 

"Chanyeol, I didn't mean it like that." Baekhyun know it's harsh for him to say the words he had said. And he's  sorry for that. Yet he was angry and guilty seeing Chanyeol looking pained and sad under those two dark orbs.

 

 

 

"I understand. What am I even to you. Just someone who's passing by to survive that's all." He spoke.

 

 

 

Baekhyun stared dumbly at him. His fist turning into balls. Yet his dried throat can't say a word. All he knew was it wasn't like that. And he was not okay seeing Chanyeol taking the blame. And he's not okay that he's the reason of it.

 

 

 

 

 

"I'm sorry if it happened to him. I hope you forgive me. I know I'm just nothing to you and you prefer him to be here with you right now. I supposed, it could have been better that way as long as you're contented and happy." He spoke as he dusted his pants and ready to leave the cell.

 

 

 

"Chanyeol, why would you think such nonsense like that?!" He rose up on the bed proving his point.

 

 

 

Chanyeol looked at him once more before looking away.

 

 

"I'll get Luhan and Taehyung to help you  clean yourself and take care of you. Thanks for saving us." He muttered one more time before leaving the cell.

 

 

 

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