THE HUMAN 2075
Kill or eat
A warm hug that Wenda hadn't gotten for a long time. Although he had been married to Luca for a long time, and was often embraced by the man he loved.
But the warmth of the embrace of Darea, her mother, can never be replaced by the warmth of anyone's embrace.
"I'm fine Mrs Darea!" said Wenda with a grain of tears that had soaked her cheeks.
"I wish so too. And yet you look very different Mrs Wenda!" Darea.
The middle-aged woman, was completely unwilling to let go of Wenda who was already considered her own daughter.
Wenda turned her body towards Darea. The two of them looked at each other and scrambled for oxygen to breathe.
The two hugged very affectionately, a sense of longing had taken hold of them both.
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Darea so enjoyed the warmth that she got from the slender body of her master's son who was already considered like his own son. Relief and happiness are clearly implied on the face of the 45-year-old woman.
Long enough they hugged until Darea wanted to take her hug off Wenda's body. But it seems Wenda has not been willing to release the body warmth of Darea his embrace.
"Madam I'll continue, there's still a lot to do!" Darea.
The middle-aged woman was trying to let go of her embrace from Wenda. But Wenda's strength, becoming stronger. So Darea was helpless in Wenda's arms.
"Mrs please let me go!" pekik Darea who was still held tightly by Wenda.
But the middle-aged woman could only hear the growling sound and also the soft hiss from Wenda's mouth. Coupled with the grinding sound of his Madam's teeth it instantly made from wide open in shock.
The middle-aged woman, was still thinking about what had happened. But the pain was torn, he had felt around his neck.
"Akkkkkkkkkkk!" the middle-aged woman could only scream with all her might.
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With the greedy Wenda that is being controlled by the Zombie virus. Swallowing, chugging fresh blood from the body of her mother milk.
Glekkkkk
Glekkkkk
Glekkkkk
Wenda continued to suck out the thick red liquid, from the body of the middle-aged woman in his arms. He thought now there was only thirst and hunger that he could not bear.
The phlegm in her body began to be satisfied with the blood of her own mother. He continued to look at the viscous red liquid that was still left inside the body of the middle-aged woman named Darea.
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Wenda sat in front of a dresser mirror. She was a child, her face was still very cute and the young Darea was behind her.
"Miss today you have to go to school, and study properly.
"Don't fight again, or your father will get angry later!" darea Advice.
"Dad will never be mad at me, Madame Darea, she loves me so much!" dispute Wenda.
Darea stopped her from styling her beautiful long little Wenda hair. The woman in plain maid clothes, sat down in front of the child being cared for.
"Look at your hand, miss. If you get hurt like this I feel the pain too!" said young Darea, the bb chairman has been moistened by tears.
The elbow and also the palm of Wenda small was indeed injured, the marks were still flushed. Because just yesterday the little girl got that wound.
Wenda got into a fight with a boy in her class, just because of a very trivial thing.
"The wounded, I. Why are you sick?" ask Wenda who is still innocent.
"Because you are my soul! If you are sick, then I will be sicker!" Darea.
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"Mrs Darea. I'm sorry!" Wenda.
Her face, mouth, chest as well as her hands, had been soaked by Madam Darea's blood.
The body of service that loved Wenda was already lying helplessly on the floor. His life had gone from his body, soared into the air and was captured by the angel of the lifethrowers.
Wenda who has returned to normal, can only lament and also regret the actions he did.
He was unintentional, but the guilt must have taken hold of him. People who were so sincere loved her from childhood, cared for her and raised her. He killed her in a very cruel and painful way.
Wenda's room door opens. Several bodyguards with stocky bodies, wearing special SYPUS security suits. Wanting to get inside Wenda's room, but the terrible circumstances they saw before their eyes, stopped their steps.
Because they are specially trained troops by the SYPUS, they immediately understand what they see.
Even one of them had raised his weapon and pointed it towards Wenda.
"Let down your gun! Or you'll die!" mr. Benjamin's orders just arrived in front of Wenda's room.
Some of the bodyguards blocked the door immediately, so that Mr. Benjamin would not go straight into Wenda's room.
"Stop all of you! It's totally useless!" shouted Mr. Benjamin.
The army swiftly gave way to Mr. Benjamin, as no one could stop the number one person in the Akis Gene.
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When he entered his daughter's room, Mr. Benjamin was quite jolted with the circumstances plastered in front of him.
Mr. Benjamin had indeed seen Zombies but he never expected that his daughter would become a zombie as well.
Wenda who felt the presence of her father, immediately looked straight at the man who was now standing in front of her.
The two of them faced each other and the corpse of Darea which became the separation of the two.
"Dad, I killed Madame Darea!" wenda.
His voice was trembling and indistinct, as the thick fresh blood of Darea still filled Wenda's esophagus.
"No. You didn't kill him, my daughter!" benjamin said with a firm tone.
It was as if he was willing to interpret his daughter. That what the princess had just done was not a crime.
"Then what? I ate it?" now Wenda's indistinct voice is increasingly unclear because it is added to the sobbing.
Benjamin wanted to get close to his daughter hugging him and calm her down. But he himself did not dare, approaching his daughter who now looks more like a ghost.
A long white dress with unraveled hair, a bloodstain that almost bathed Wenda's entire body. Who does not feel frightened when he sees such a figure, even in broad daylight.
"Aren't you scared of me, too?" ask Wenda. "Dad's afraid I'm eating too, right?"
His daughter's guess was very correct.
"Now what should I do, Dad? I have turned into a terrifying Monster!" Wenda kept talking.
He really could not help the sadness in his heart.
Losing someone we love is a painful thing. But it would be more painful if, we lose our loved ones because we kill them ourselves.
There are no words to describe for this situation.
Wenda is already ruled by an insane mind. He rolled his eyeballs and swept his eyes across the room.
He looked towards the thick glass window, which was facing directly towards the front yard of his house. Although the room is located on the third floor, it is more than 15 meters high. Wenda thought if he jumped from there he would definitely die instantly.
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