To everyone else, the crash seemed like a total disaster. They
med there were no survivors.
But just around a sharp bend in the street, Chloe was running toward
hand.
venscale University with an axe in
She was surprised to find that her spiritual space allowed her to shift her position up to 30 feet.
That meant if she entered the spiritual space while in the car, she could reappear anywhere within a 30- foot radius of the vehicle, leaving nothing but flames behind.
A few luxury cars were parked some distance away, with people watching the fire, but none daring to get closer.
“What a shame. That hot girl has probably been burned to ashes,” Tony, one of the powered humans, said.
More cars pulled up, and people climbed out, cursing loudly.
“Goddamn it. That woman drags us all the way out here and then gets herself killed. What the hell are we supposed to do now?” someone grumbled.
“She
got
what she deserved, driving like a lunatic,” another muttered.
They were all Chloe’s neighbors, standing together and cursing her out.
By now, Chloe had already arrived at Hevenseale University.
Since the zombie virus hit during Christmas, the campus was empty. At the gate, two zombies in ragged security uniforms were wandering around. They lost one of their sneakers, and their uniforms were falling
apart.
Suddenly, they stopped, as if sensing something. Both of them twisted their necks 180 degrees at the same
wide. It was freaky and gross. time, their heads flopping sideways with their jaws gapingal.
It was -22°F, with huge snowflakes falling from the sky. The cold made the zombies move stiffly. They gave Chloe a quick look and shuffled off. Honestly, being covered in zombie blood turned out to be pretty useful.
A
Chloe hopped over the gate and slipped onto the university grounds. The campus was blanketed in untouched snow, the skyline shrouded in quiet white.
It had only been a week since the apocalypse, but the lively, youthful vibe of the place was gone. Under the thick, cloudy sky, a heavy silence hung in the air, eerie and unsettling.
Chloe hurried across the snowy campus in her boots. Her eyes locked onto a blood–red flower, standing
as relief washed over her. ‘Good thing I out like a flame. She bent over with her hands on her waist, panting made it in time, she thought.
“Hey, there,” a warm, friendly male voice echoed from behind.
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Chloe froze, a chill running down her spine. She turned
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stiffly and
met a pair of curious eyes.
his no
looking like the campus
The guy was tall and broad–shouldered with glasses perched on heartthrob. “What brings you here?” he asked, his smile growing wider when he saw Chloe.
one left in my dor
“I–I didn’t go home for Christmas. I was the only and I got so hungry, so I came out to look for something to eat,” Chloe said, her voice light and a little vulnerable. Her beauty, however, was misleading.
The guy seemed genuinely sympathetic. “What a coincidence. A few of us didn’t go home, either. We’re hanging out with the on–duty teacher in the cafeteria. There’s still some food left. I can take you there,” he said, reaching out to take her hand.
Chloe stepped back immediately, giving him a wary look
The guy smiled reassuringly. “Don’t wor
I won’t hurt you.”
Then it hit Chloe that he was the class genius from senior year. She glanced up at the snow falling thickly around them, nodded politely, and pointed at the red flower in the center of the field. “Can I pick it?” she asked.
The guy sighed a little, thinking, ‘Even in the apocalypse, girls still care about pretty things. He said, “Alright, but make it quick.”
Chloe’s face lit up with excitement. She sprinted to the flower and grabbed it. Making sure her back was to him, she stuffed it into her mouth in one smooth motion. Instantly, a warm rush flooded through her body. She could feel her abilities strengthening.
The snow was falling so hard that going outside wasn’t an option anymore. Staying in the dorm was definitely the smartest move.
“Hey, where’s your flower?” the guy asked, noticing her hands were empty.
“It’s in my bag.” Chloe replied and then hurried ahead.
“You’re going the wrong way. The cafeteria’s over there,” the guy said, grabbing her hand. His grip was unnaturally strong, and there was no way he was just a regular student.
“Alright,” Chloe said, offering no resistance. She followed him toward the cafeteria, staying alert. Occasionally, they met a few wandering zombies, but the guy smashed their heads in with ease. When he turned and saw the mix of fear and admiration in Chloe’s eyes, he flashed a smug smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep you safe,” he said.
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They pushed open the heavy doors of the cafeteria and slammed them shut behind them.
Chloe was surprised to see the place packed. There were a dozen girls, over twenty guys, and five teachers. One of them was her homeroom teacher, Gerardo.
‘My, the spider and the fly,‘ Chloe thought.
As soon as one of the girls saw her, her eyes narrowed with suspicion and jealousy. She quickly rushed
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over and threw her arms around the guy you,” she complained.
with
Chloe shuddered at how cheesy it was, pulle
Chloe. “Jason, where have you been? I was so worried about
her hand back, and instinctively took a few steps away.
Jason gently patted the girl on the back. “I’m back now, aren’t I? Oh, and let me introduce you. This is a schoolmate I met on the field. Her name
“Chloe Yates,” Chloe said, and then walk
over there, probably brought from the do
But she wasn’t exactly welcomed. Wherever she out, as if she were about to take their spot.
to
e of girls. There were clean blankets piled up
Went, the girls would crowd around, trying to push her
Finally, Jason, the guy wearing glasses, spoke up. “We’re all schoolmates here. We should stick together and look out for each other.” His tone was
Calm and friendly, but the girls still looked startled and uneasy.
Chloe immediately sensed something was off. She stayed quiet to watch how things played out.
Someone handed her a plate of instant oatmeal, and she dug in, slurping and sighing with satisfaction, completely unfazed by the jealous stares. “Wow, this is so good,” she said, making a show of enjoying every
bite.
The dozen or so girls nearby were practically glaring at her, but Chloe just shrugged it off.
At least the electricity was still on, even though the water was out. Staying warm wasn’t an issue for now.
Just then, Jason pulled a pale, skinny girl from the next room. “Hey, everyone, look. She drank melted snow two days ago and didn’t turn into a zombie. So the snow is safe. Feel free to use it,” he announced.
“Yay!” the crowd shouted. The only dangerous water was from the red rain. Any rain or snow after that was safe to drink, as long as it wasn’t contaminated.
Everyone rushed outside to scoop up snow from the bloodstained ground. The thin, dark–skinned girl was pushed into the group of girls, leaving just Chloe and her alone in the cafeteria.
Chloe sized the girl up. The girl kept her head down, her long hair covering her face. Her small, pale face was dotted with freckles. Honestly, she wasn’t much to look at.
When the girl felt Chloe’s gaze, she shifted away out of low self–esteem.
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