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. . . The blue sky was covered by gry clouds, hiding away the sun, not letting it's rays lighten the land. The sound of leaves being crushed filled his ears as he galloped a chocolate brown horse through the thick woods.
It was almost noon and the blond haird male was hunting for food. He had his crossbow in one hand while the other gripped tightly on the rope that was wrapped around the horse's head.
He had volunteered himself to go hunt for some meat since he had more experience then the others, after all he did came from a long lineage of hunters.
The Jeon family was well known in Busan for their fresh meat and kind personalities.
All the family members lived in a big house in the woods, it was peaceful and amazing living there, and the blonde love it.
But it wasn't long before that beautiful place turned to a massacre, when zombies made thier appearance...
Jungkook rode the animal slowly not wanting to scare the creatures away. The place was silent, only the occasion cricket or frog could be heard.
Jungkook felt a goosbumps run down his spine, as wind blew on his face, it was harsh and cold, since winter was nearing.
The blonde swiftly whipped his head to the side when he heard rustling coming from a bush on his right.
He pointed his weapon at it, ready for the animal to come out, but it didn't. The male looked at it for a couple of seconds before deciding to keep going.
He looked back ahead and started walking again when he heard that sound again.
He frustratedly stopped the horse and turned to look at the direction of the noise again, but this time he was met with a bloodied zombie.
His hair was grease, his eyes almost white while his teeth were yellow with traces of blood on them. His face was deformed and his body was contorted. His clothes were dirty and torn, blood on them too.
Looks like my friend here had something to eat.
Jungkook told himself, analyzing the situation he was in. On one side there's a zombie while on the other there was a cliff that led to a river.
Maybe he didn't hear me.
The blonde thought, fortunately zombies had a really low capability of seeing, but on the other hand they had a really good hearing, so he had to be really quiet.
He could just walk away, yes, but it wasn't the best idea, since he didn't know what type of zombie he was, what if he was a runner? And he could call the others and attack him, maybe there were others hidden behind the trees or bushes.
