With nobody else to lose, the 26-year old presidential daughter Margot Villaroel had a brilliant plan of taking her father down at the expense of her life - a perfectly polished plan to be executed on her father's day of presidential oath-taking. As...
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My laughter echoed the field as I watched the man struggle to run away from me. Bagaman madilim ay kita ko kung paanong paika-ika siyang tumakbo paalis sa palayan. Dinampot ko ang shotgun nang marinig ang ilang atungal ng mga infected.
The first thing my instinct told me was to run away from the hut considering that the sounds seem to come from a small group. They were probably attracted by the gunshots earlier. I didn't want to lure them inside the hut so I made a run for George's pick-up truck.
"T-tulungan mo 'ko," anang lalaki kanina.
Ngumisi ako. "Damn right."
Inakay ko siya patungo sa pick-up truck at dali-dali naman siyang sumampa sa likod. I hopped in the car and turned the headlights on, luring the infected towards us. Nang makasigurong susundan na kami ng mga ito ay nagmaneho na ako papalayo.
"T-thank you!" Dinig kong sabi niya sa likod.
Binilisan ko pa ang takbo ng sasakyan. This motherfucker must die. Hindi maaaring makabalik pa siya kung saan man siya nanggaling lalo na't may impormasyon siya tungkol kay EJ.
It took us an hour of driving before we reached a clogged bridge. It was silent in the area. Pinatay ko ang makina ng kotse saka kinuha ang duct tape sa dashboard compartment bago ako bumaba. Isinarado ko ang pinto ng kotse saka kinapa ang revolver sa aking waistband.
"A-anong gagawin mo?" Aniya sa nanginginig na boses.
"Shut the fuck up unless I tell you to speak," I ordered. "Who sent you?"
"Hindi ko pwedeng sabihin," aniya.
Tumaas ang aking kilay. This won't do. I began wrapping his upper body with the duct tape. He had put this upon himself. If he won't tell me who his boss was, he was as good as dead.
"Bakit niyo hinahanap ang immuned?" Tanong ko.
He shook his head repeatedly. I pointed the revolver on his forehead. If I had to waste seven bullets into making him talk, I would. He can cross anyone else but if it's EJ, I won't hesitate to put a bullet in his brain. I could let his attempt at molesting me pass... But if he won't talk, he'll be greeting Satan in a few minutes.
"M-may health l-lab sa North, doon nila dinadala ang mga immuned..."
"Anong ginagawa nila sa mga immuned?"
"Pinag-aaralan."
I frowned. If he meant that the doctors would be getting the antibodies for a vaccine, it would be fine with me. I would even bring EJ to them if she would like to help the hunt for the vaccine but I knew something was off... Why would they forcefully take the immune ones?
Ilang tao ang tinakot nila nang ganito?
"Paano?"
"M-minsan... Pinapakagat nila, para makita kung paanong nagre-react ang katawan ng immuned sa virus... Para makagawa ng lunas."
