The third day past without much of a change. Racine had remained on his position and had not dare peek outside but one thing is for sure.
Contrary to his expectation the [Undead] Continued seeking even during the day.
Thus Racine could only stare blankly at the small view he could saw outside so far he had counted 24,012 clouds, 421 birds, 2 airplanes and 3 helicopters had passed.
24,013
24,014
24,015
422
24,016
24.017
24,026
24,037
423
24,152
429-
Racine's eyes shook as he saw a black dot slowly rising upwards to the air. At first he had thought of it as a bird but its form was weird.
He narrowed his eyes to take a closer look only to see the familiar triangular shape, Its a kite.
'What are they doing?' Racine thought looking at the kite that rose higher and higher.
'Still' Racine felt a strange sense of comfort seeing that kite. The way it reminds him that he was not the only one still alive.
Seven more days passed just like that.
All the food and water Racine had bring had already depleted.
Out of desperation he even ate the flowers he had offered days prior.
Chewing on the dry flowers and squeezing out the last remaining moisture out of the foam.
'I should have just stayed home' Racine thought to himself, after all he hadn't exactly spotted an [Undead] Yet.
'Don't be stupid' He pinched his wrist at the thought.
Exactly the reason why he was safe right now was because he choose a remote place to stay, if he had stayed to a crowded area. it would have been terrible.
He should stay here. Wait for Adriel.
Adriel will surely come.
What was he even supposed to do?
Should he try to go back to the house?
Those [undead] don't exactly have any weakness on the Survival Guide.
All information given was how to avoid it or how to at least last till it's completely gone.
But no such thing as how to kill it.
Not just that but Racine had already completely sealed himself here, it would be difficult to take out all the barricades he did and put it back in.
He can indeed wander around the area but he bet there won't be any food at the cementery.
His absolutely fucked.
Two more days passed.
And Racine despite wanting to remain alert and awake, The hunger pains in his stomach and the dryness of his throat was unbearable to stay conscious for.
Water he just needs water.
He had brought a packet of sugar and salt with him prepared to make some solution.
He should have packed more water.
Racine shook his head with dismay.
...
Racine begun to dream.
In that dream he was locked in a white room with speakers blasting around string of loud and monotone words.
Something about an organization and for him to remember who his friends was,
it played over and over in a loop.
And no matter how much Racine pressed a hand on his ears the sound continue to burrow into his head like a worm.
Even if he scream to try to drown it out.
Even when he begged for it to stop.
the sound continued.
Racine kicked, shouted and tried to run and crash his head into the walls only for its padded walls to dismiss him.
Just as Racine was about to give up, A large explosion rung into his ears and almost like the padded walls that previously Racine had deemed unbreakable crumpled like cardboard.
The speakers with a snap of a finger exploded and crash to floor.
A figure stood in front of him with their wavy hair cascading like waterfalls behind their shoulders.
Clack
Clack
The sound of combat heeled boots registered within the smoke that had accumulated from the explosions.
Approach Racine was six pair of red eyes within the smoke before slowly fading into one.
"This is the seventh time already. I don't want say it But I'm beginning to think you like this kind of stuff" A voice of woman reached Racine's ears.
And walking outside the smoke was a heavily geared masculine lady wearing a black tactical that didn't show her skin but clearly show hugs her curves.
As she approach closer Racine could recognize just how taller he was than her.
'Goddamn' Racine thought to himself his face warming up.
After that dream Racine woke up wet.
No- He was basically wet.
He woke up in the middle of a storm and it was raining.
He didn't even bother to think about the dream anymore, His body straining to get to get any containers he could find to catch water with.
Movement was also easy with the sound surely distracting the [Undead] He still make sure not to appear by the windows, crouching around as he move.
Taking advantage of the storm, Racine managed to fill his thirst and even had a quick clean using a wet handkerchief.
Just like that Racine managed to successfully hold up there for 15 more days until something happened.