ESCAPING

The first thing he saw was an open mouth ready to take a bite at his head.

Swiftly, he pulled in his head.

His heart had jumped into his throat. He was breathing as hard as his lungs could allow.

He slowly walked back, one step at a time.

The undead, now in front of him, slowly walked into the room.

Growling like a beast, it approached Shiro slowly, and all of a sudden, it dashed at him.

"Shit!" Shiro jumped to his left to avoid the incoming undead.

Bang!

The undead smashed into the washstand behind where Shiro had been standing.

The mirror above it shattered pieces of it pierced into the undead, but it didn't feel anything. Blood just flowed out of the pierced parts.

It turned to look at Shiro and walked slowly toward him again.

Ding.

{Time Left: 00:00:59}

A smaller panel popped up with all its texts in red letters and when Shiro saw the time left, he screamed inwardly. "How the hell was that possible? It was seven minutes just a second ago. Or was it not?"

Time wouldn't wait for anyone. The undead in front of him was a threat and now, the message he just received was a threat too.

He ran at the undead before it attacked him. He had been in the school's martial arts club and he was an ace student in the dojo. Now, he would have to practice his sword movements in a real-life situation.

Luckily for him, this would be easier since the enemy couldn't evade.

He looked for weak points to attack and then he remembered a part from a previous message.

{They Feel No Pain And Only Die When Beheaded Or Stabbed In The Head.}

Shiro looked at the head and found its mouth open. With the broken mop stick in his hand, he forcefully stabbed upward, into the mouth.

The stick pierced its mouth and into its skull. For a moment, it just stood there before it fell. Dead.

Ding.

{Time Left: 00:00:09

You Have Successfully Killed The First Undead. +5 Exp. The time limit has been terminated.

Mission;

Kill 20 Undead. (19 Left).}

The blue panel appeared and Shiro read its details.

He had to kill nineteen more undead like this one. What were the chances of his success like this one? He couldn't even be bothered by that right now.

The pain of killing someone ate through him like a virus, but it was accompanied by the joy of survival.

He pulled the bloodied stick out of the undead's mouth and cleaned it on the corpse's body.

"The blood's thicker and darker than normal. Is this a trait of the undead?" Shiro questioned himself.

He walked out of the restroom, a broken stick in both hands. He walked into the hallway with newfound bravery and confidence.

The second kill was easier for him. The undead had been disabled and ended up not being able to walk. It still crawled toward Shiro nonetheless.

Shiro walked to it, pushed it down, and stabbed it inside the mouth.

Ding.

Another similar message showed on the panel but the only difference was the number of kills remaining.

His confidence rose to the peak after his second kill. With bravery, he walked in the hallways and killed the undead he came across. The more he walked, the more he killed.

Ding.

Another notification came in.

{Kill 20 Undead (3 left). }

"Oh, that's kind of refreshing. Seventeen so far. I'll have to do those later." He was so tired that he could barely walk on his two feet and stay balanced.

"Player Info." Shiro requested and the blue panel popped up again.

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Player Name: Shiro Kisuke

Player Level: 1

Player Title: None

Exp: 85/100

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HP: 22 STAMINA: 15

Strength: 07 Agility: 08

Intelligence: 10 Sense: 07

Vitality: 10

Points Left: 17

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Current Mission:

You Are To Reach A Kill Count Of 20. (3 Left.)

During This Mission, Every Kill Grants You A Free Point.

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"Points? What are those? Oh… isn't this a bit too generous? Well, it's nice." He noticed that the place called Points Left had risen by a single number.

He also noticed his exp. "Three more and I might level up.

More than anything, he needed to rest.

Knock knock…

He hit the door to his classroom.

"Wh… who's that?" A frightened voice asked.

"Just open the damn door. I killed them all." Shiro replied. In front of him were seven corpses, the ones he had just killed to make a kill count of seventeen.

They hurried through the blockade and opened the door. "It's really Shiro." One of them answered.

"Sorry, but I need to rest right now. Shiro was dizzy, looking like someone on drugs. When he entered the classroom, he was dizzy and fell to the ground, asleep.

*****

Shiro woke up to find himself on someone's lap. It was Hina. He was lying face up. When he tried looking upward, her chest obstructed half of his view.

He stood up after a minute of thought. "How long have I been out?" Shiro asked.

"Well, about an hour I think." Someone replied.

"Well, shit. Hina, we're leaving at this moment." Shiro rose to his feet and pulled Hina up too.

"Wh… why would we leave all of a sudden. Those things are outside." She was visibly shocked by his words.

"There's at least two hundred of these guys in here. We can't even call the cops and you wanna remain in here? I'm only watching out for you. I'll go on my own if I have to." Shiro informed her.

Shiro turned around, staring at everyone in the class. About fourteen people were inside excluding him.

"I can bring you guys outside. Once we get outside, we'll go our separate ways. Who's in?" Shiro asked and waited a few seconds for replies.

Everyone was silent.

"Ah, I see. Remain here then. Hina, you're coming with me." He held her hand because he had expected he wouldn't be able to persuade her.

"Well, if Shiro says I should come along, I'll do just that. I just hope nothing bad happens." Hina said with a weird smile encased on her face.

Shiro didn't bother with it. "As long as I'm alive, nothing will touch you."

They both walked out of the class. It was time to escape.

*****

Hello to you all.

According to the poll we did yesterday, Option One got the highest votes and therefore, Shiro leaves with Hina.

Also, if you guys have suggestions about the book, I'd be happy to see them. If it great and ends up being used, the chapter will be dedicated to you.

I'd love to get reviews too. Thank you all. I love you all. (No Homo.)

NOTE: Stamina drops the more he fights and stresses himself.