In times of apocalypse its natural for people's real colors to show.
Or it could also because people became even more desperate.
With the total colapse of the old systems, a possible death looming around and slowly diminishing supplies fights would happen.
After all those who can barely survive by today won't be able to think about after tommorow.
Racine first heard a thud.
Then another.
Soon many silhoutes followed.
Racine put a hand on his mouth as he saw it.
Other people using their abilities to fly and move along the roofs and following behind them was a large wave of [undead]
a literal horde.
They didn't just use each other to stack up and try to reach the awakeners running from them.
They also jump, run and coordinate like one body.
Racine was thinking about holding still till the horde pass by but those [undead] is much more smarter than he thought.
because as the horde chase after the awakeners, dozen undead walked around the place.
Racine placed a hand on his mouth as the undead walked around the place, his body bent uncomfortably trying so hard to shrink himself.
Racine thought he was doing fine.
With the undead seemingly starting to gather by the street and walking away.
But then.
All at once snapped at the same time exactly to where Racine was residing.
Racine's eyes widden.
'Fuck'
Racine stood up from where he was hiding and he proceed to make a run for it.
Kicking a chair connected to a thread leading downstairs.
Racine hope there is enought time to run.
Jingle
Jingle
-crack
-crash
Racine didn't bother looking back as he made his way upstairs by the roof his just hoping right now the sound of keys would pull the [undead] downstairs and not upstairs from where he was currently was.
He run by the rooftops watching his feet, one trip and his gone for good.
He avoided large distances knowing full well he can't jump that high, He also ran to the opposite direction of the horde that passed.
Yet despite all Racine's efforts it didn't take long for him to get tackled by one of the undead.
Racine's tounge bled as he accidentally bit it while trying his best to hold his scream.
With his mouth shut, the already bent clothing pole that fended off the [Undead]'s jaw from taking a chunk of his cheek.
Racine used the knife part to stab the [undead]'s jaw forcibly making it unable to shut its mouth.
Its sharp hands clawed at him tearing thru the makeshift armor he made.
Racine tried to wiggle free only for him to spot yet another [Undead] making it's way towards him.
Memories of his life flashed on Racine's mind as the [Undead] approach closer and closer.
A memory of when he was thirteen surfaced on Racine's mind.
"Pack your things" Racine remembered his mother say his father standing by the door frame shook his head.
"His not going"
"But you raised him yourself"
"I raised him for you. You only. What would you think my family would think if i bring a child of somebody else?! its already hard convincing them for letting me marry you"
Racine at that time don't understand what was happening busying himself with some cartoon.
"Racine, Do you want to come with us?" Racine heard his mother say.
"What about Adriel?" His mother froze at his question her face clearly becoming more and more distorted overtime.
"That's right. You brothers should stay together"