Apocalypse: Apparently, I Can See Zombies

Chapter 33- No One Is Leaving



The atmosphere became stifling when this speculation was put forth. Everyone was nervous but at the same time thankful that they weren\'t inside the school right now.

"You guys, that person might still be alive after falling from the second floor. I\'m going to help."

One male student said before turning around and rushing out of the tennis court toward the body beneath the broken window. A few male students and even female students agreed and also followed this youth\'s lead. In all, about a dozen people left the tennis court, leaving the others behind to watch as they jog towards the body.

Among these people was Jin-woo. He was watching the students rushing towards the body beneath the window when a high-pitched sound suddenly started ringing in his ears.

"Ugh!"

Jin-woo cried out and clutched his ears in an attempt to block out the sound. However, it wasn\'t coming from the surroundings but rather it felt like it was coming from inside his head somehow.

"Jin, are you okay?"

Yoon-min asked as he hurriedly steadied Jin-woo before he could fall. Micah stepped forward as well to help.

"I-UGH!"

Jin-wo tried to talk, but the ringing suddenly intensified. All of a sudden, he felt a warm liquid on his palms.

"J-Jin, your ears are bleeding! What\'s happening?!"

Yoon-min cried out in panic which drew a few students\' attention. However, the students outside finally reached the body beneath the window, and that drew back their attention.

Jin-woo had fallen to his knees and was bent over in a fetal position while clutching at his bleeding ears.

"Jin…"

A faint voice broke through the intense high-pitched sound.

It was Seong.

Jin-woo\'s eyes were squeezed shut, but he opened them slightly when he heard the voice. Inside his eyes, his black pupils were flickering with a strange red hue. The scene was bizarre and unnatural.

Just barely opening his eyes had Jin-woo feeling as if his retina was being stabbed repeatedly with a needle by someone. However, he managed to open them enough to see Seong who was kneeling in front of him completely fade away.

As he gave Jin-woo one final look, a surprised expression mixed with relief was seen on his face.

Something was wrong.

Something was terribly wrong.

This feeling suddenly appeared in Jin-woo\'s heart until it completely filled his entire being. The feeling became so intense that his fight or flight mood kicked in and his heart started to beat wildly in his chest from adrenaline, almost as loudly as the high pitch sound.

Micah and Yoon-min were both kneeling next to Jin-woo panicking and not knowing what to do, but Jin-woo couldn\'t hear their concerned voices nor was he focused on them. His gaze passed through the feet of the students standing against the green fence and landed on the students outside who were checking on the body beneath the window.

All of a sudden, the feeling that he was about to die gripped Jin-woo\'s consciousness causing his entire body to shake uncontrollably.

No, this feeling was too intense, it wasn\'t just him… everyone here was about to die.

Jin-woo\'s eyes never left the dozen or so students who were all surrounding the body beneath the window. The red light filling his black pupils gradually increased in intensity until his pupils fully became red.

"It looks like the person isn\'t dead, I\'m going to go see what\'s happening."

"Yeah, I\'m going too."

"Did someone say it was a school shooting? That\'s probably not the case, either someone jumped out the window or someone pushed them out."

The students from Class 1A all discussed the situation as they decided to leave the tennis court.

Jin-woo finally had a clear view of the students gathered around the body beneath the window, and the feeling of impending disaster grew stronger and stronger. Worse, the feeling was somehow coming from the students gathered around the body beneath the window.

Jin-woo squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth. The feeling of everyone dying, the intense ringing in his ears, everything became unbearable until he forcefully made himself stand up.

The moment he stood up the ringing in his ears stopped. Not because he stood up, but because he made a decision. However, the feeling of everyone dying was still there. Jin-woo\'s pupils, which had returned to normal, looked at the students gathering around the somewhat narrowed gate to leave the tennis court. That feeling of impending disaster continued to grow more assertive without fading away.

Jin-woo didn\'t know what that ringing sound was, but this feeling that something terrible was going to happen was extremely familiar to him. He had felt it on numerous occasions when he was young, but no one had believed him then, not even his parents.

As the blood from his ears flowed down his cheeks and dripped onto his shirt, Jin-woo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. He had grown-out of believing his delusional thoughts and because the people around him kept constantly saying it was due to his schizophrenia. But… this feeling was unlike anything he had felt before, so much so he was forced to act on it.

"STOP!!"

Jin-woo suddenly yelled before he dashed towards the crowd of students. Yoon-min and Micah who were by the side trying to talk to him were completely ignored.

After shoving his way into the crowd, Jin-woo started grabbing students by the collar and dragging them back from the gate.

"Huh? What the hell are you doing?!"

"Ugh, stop, let go!"

"What is wrong with you?!"

"Damn it, who is this?!"

Cries of anger and confusion came from the students after they were either dragged back by their collars or shoved to the side.

Micah and Yoon-min who were momentarily caught off-guard by Jin-woo\'s sudden actions, immediately rush forward.

"Damn it, what\'s with him? Is he having an episode?"

Yoon-min asked while running, and Micah thinking back on what Jin-woo said earlier this morning had his face fall.

"Jin! Stop!"

Yoon-min yelled as he and Micah tried to get through the crowd to reach Jin-woo who was still madly shoving students away.

"Wait? Jin-woo? Damn it, it\'s that freak!"

"Is he going crazy?"

"Fuck, he\'s probably off his medication, get away from him."

The students upon realizing the person shoving them was Jin-woo, immediately abandoned leaving the tennis court and backed away cautiously.

Seo-joon, who was watching from the back of the crowd with his lackeys narrowed his eyes at Jin-woo.

As the students backed away, Jin-woo stood there alone blocking the narrow gate leading out of the tennis court. He glanced at the more than a dozen students who left through the gate before he came, and a panicked expression settled on his face.

"Jin, what are you doing?"

Yoon-min and Micah push their way to the front of the crowd of students, which surrounded Jin-woo in a semi-circle.

Jin-woo glanced away from the students outside to look at Yoon-min and Micah. He then glanced around for Seong, but he didn\'t see him anywhere.

But looking back at Micah and Yoon-min and seeing their worried expressions, Jin-woo released a smile and said.

"I\'m fine."

However, after saying that Jin-woo turned around and closed the gate leading out of the tennis court, even latching its bolt.

Despite Jin-woo\'s calm smile, the students all felt a chill go down their spines when they saw him close the gate. They were now locked up in here with this freak. Who knows what he was capable of?

"What are you doing freak? Let us out!"

One male student yelled, rather than being fearful of Jin-woo he was pissed.

Jin-woo didn\'t turn around to respond and instead released a breath of air. The moment he had locked the gate, that intense feeling of danger had abruptly become faint.

The intensity of the feeling suddenly lessening caused him to release that sigh.

Jin-woo then turned back around under the various gazes of the students, and after sweeping his gaze across his fellow students, he opened his mouth to say.

"If you go outside, you\'ll all die. So... no one is leaving."


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