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PC 16+17 Chapter 16
I left early the next morning, my stomach and mind empty. Not the best way to meet someone who was holding a loved one hostage. I thought I'd come up with a plan on the way there, but nothing would come. I just felt numb.
I had absolutely no sleep the night before, having to not only rescue Valentin on my own, but then having to find a way to keep him safe.
He had lost domination over his disposition, not having eaten in a long amount of time. His race was used to eating any flesh they could get their grimy hands on, as long as it was raw. Their bodies could longer digest cooked meat and they were always so hungry that they
PC 14+15 Chapter 14
I'll confess I still wasn't happy with the idea of it. We could've started the third Zombie War if we set Valentin free. It was nothing but a parasite, living on the flesh of the populace, literally. It's kind had obliterated my life and my future. Because of them I could never be a police officer, I would be forced into having children, my sister had become a metgesel, and my parents were killed. Why would I want to save something that had done that?
We were standing at the wall, Zuna, half of the city, and I. It was mid day and they had resumed their hatred from the day before, throwing handfuls of mud, garbage, and loose s
PC 12+13 Chapter 12
I saw Bastian standing in the entrance of an alley, about to escape. He was frozen, not sure what he had caused. Zuna could have run right then, come back to my side, got away from the man I had loved, but she was still at his side, mouth open.
My mind was blown, my heart fast, and my breathing at a halt. I had no idea what I should do. I hated the entire zombie race and Valentin was one of them. He was one of the creatures that had raped the world, feeding off of the innocents that were trying to live their own personal lives. He and his whole possessed race murdered my parents. Did I hate him?
He was obviously different
PC 10+11 Chapter 10
Zuna was waiting for us when we returned. She greeted us happily, glad to be saved from the boredom and loneliness of being cooped up in the motel for two days. Valentin paid her no mind though, leading Dr. Bah straight into the bathroom.
We looked at each other as the door locked, the sound echoing within the bathroom.
"What happened?" she inquired.
I filled her in on the trek through the desert, the onsterflike kolonie, the zombie attack, and collecting Dr. Bah. She ooed and awed at all the right moments, as if it had all been rehearsed.
All the while we could hear the sounds of conversation, not able to understand
PC 8+9 Chapter 8
We left Zuna back in the motel. She was still sleeping when we headed out, so I left her a note telling her we were going out to find Dr. Bah. It was Valentin's idea, of course. He thought it would be too risky to take her along. He said he'd rather go alone in general, as I would be in enough danger out in the desert on my own.
I decided that it was because we couldn't bring a lot of supplies with us and he didn't think we'd have enough water for the two of us. Seems it was for a different reason though as he stopped off at a ranch, all smiles and charm. He bought the oldest, nastiest, cheapest cow that the rancher owned, be
PC 6+7 Chapter 6
Even though I trusted her, Valentin and I were still taking shifts to watch Zuna, so one of us had to stay with her while the other had a chance to roam the old train. With her help we'd been able to afford a personal cabin on the train in the smoking section, so we couldn't be disturbed for Valentin's rude behavior.
I was disappointed that I hadn't gotten the opportunity to say goodbye to Bastian before we'd left, having disappeared as soon as the sun was up. Our previous room had been ransacked by other hunters and, most likely, the police so we got out before they moved on to search the rest of the rooms.
I called him as
HelicaseHelio and I were always sitting on the stairs, chatting about the lamina and occasionally making snide remarks about ribosomes. There wasn't much for us to do. Our job was to simply be, and let the RNA scribble down the letters on our foreheads when they came around every once in a while. Helio was a G, I was a C. It wasn't exactly fulfilling, I suppose. There wasn't much to be filled. So to pass the time, we talked.
"You ever wonder?" Helio asked.
"About...well...what's out there." Helio and I were rooted to the stairs, quite happily, but it was awkward to move in. He kind of twisted in the general direction of the closest pore. "Out in the cytoplasm."
"I haven't," I admitted. "What's there to wonder about?"
"That's exactly the thing. I have no idea." Helio sighed, gazing into the distance. "Somehow it feels like we play this huge, huge role in something important, but how can we when we don't even know what that something is? I want to be something that, that has
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