Ghoul Meets Boy
Well. Couldn’t life get any shittier than this? What happened exactly days ago? Wasn’t I going out for groceries at night? I was laid on the sidewalk, dried blood caked all over my clothes and body. Everything was aching. Didn’t I get attacked by a weird looking person? Looked like they were half-dead or something.
I slowly picked myself up, grunting a bit from the dizziness that soon followed after. “How long… Was I unconscious?” Stretching my arms, I looked around to find myself alone. Huh, it’s morning. Better get going home. I looked down at my grocery bag, making a face at the moldy fruits inside.
Tsk. I can come back another day. My stomach then growled. I’m hungry for… “Meat.” Strange. Did I ever have a huge craving for animal flesh? Or- No. Don’t think of that Cyno. That’s absolutely absurd and disgusting. Just… Why did I suddenly think of human flesh...?
Me, Cyno, the coolest guy in my hometown, a cannibal??? Now that’s fucking hilarious. If anything, I am FAR from being a weirdo or uncool.
Passing by a window, I stopped when I noticed something in the reflections. “What the actually FUCK?!” My eyes were dead-lifeless without any reflection from the light. But that wasn’t the thing that left me shocked. Rather, it was the flesh bitten off my neck and shoulders, exposing my bone structure inside. And that was the day where my career of being the coolest and flawless guy came to an end.
Days Later…
So… The world is officially dead huh. Had to find that out the hard way ever since I came upon a mob of past civilians eating a man alive. I thought that I would be next since I was alive, but it didn’t seem like it. Instead, I was IGNORED by the dead. Curious, I followed the mob for at least the entire day, and still no reaction from them towards me.
Maybe I’m not that tasty looking? Coming from a guy who looked like a fucking mess with a giant hole on his neck, that’s quite understandable. I wouldn’t eat me if I were them either. But somehow, I can talk to these dead people and understand their conversations.
“arGhHh” (I’m hungry), Bob, yes, he told me his name was Bob, wailed through a growl.
“Me too Bob, me too.” I replied, still following the hoard into the emptied streets. Honestly, since I had nowhere to go unless I wanted to be alone and bored to death, I decided to follow these guys. But before I did, I made sure to change out of the dirtied clothes and raid abandoned houses for food. I mean– They’re fucking cool man! All they do is limp, hold their arms up like some voodoo dolls and chase after every living human that they see! What a life!
Okay fine. Jokes aside. They’re the most fucking boring beings that I have to be put up with. Here’s a summary of what exactly happened within those few days: I went back home and saw that nobody was there in my neighborhood. None of my friends were picking up calls or any of my text messages, so I assumed that either they’re dead or whoever controls the Wi-Fi shit was dead themself.
So, I ran into a group of the dead that I thought was gonna kill me, apparently not. Then I met Bob who had his under neck torn off. Quite shocked how he still remembered his past life memories. Instead of being depressed that he was dead, he’s happy since he doesn’t have to go to work anymore.
“aurGhH!” (There’s a human hideout nearby!) Kayce, who once was an office worker at some famous company, was now one of the leaders of this group. She told me that the last time she died was when she was taking the Bart on her way home. Got attacked inside and turned before she even knew it.
It’s interesting how they all once had lives and died with those memories. I must be the same right...? I even had the entire group analyze me and all they said was that I didn’t give off the smell of a living human or the dead…
“UrAGH!” Some of the zombies yelled, meaning ‘Let’s go hunt humans!’ Sighing, I knew this was going to be another bloodshed. That was until I smelled something… Pleasant...?
“What the–” It smelled something like the forest. Flowery, fresh, and sweet. Something tugged inside of me, urging me to follow that scent.
Whatever it was, it smelled…
Delicious.