“The key! Where’s the key, you bastard!” Satria yelled, swinging his iron pipe at the head of a zombie attendant trying to bite Abigail’s neck.Crack!The sound of breaking bone was crisp. The creature collapsed, but two more came from behind a large potted plant.In front of the shiny black Pajero Sport, Andy was fumbling in his pants pocket with violently trembling hands. His face was pale, cold sweat dripping down like kernels of corn. He dropped the key twice onto the asphalt.“Andy! Hurry!” Cindy shrieked.Behind them, the hotel lobby door they had just breached was now spewing hundreds of undead. Their roars sounded like the angry buzzing of a giant swarm of bees. The pungent smell of rotting corpses began to fill the parking area, mixing with the metallic scent of fresh blood.“Got it!” Andy finally managed to press the unlock button.The car lights flashed twice. Andy immediately jumped into the driver’s seat and slammed the door shut, locking it from the inside reflexively.C

The speedboat engine roared monotonously, slicing through the increasingly choppy waves of the Bali Strait. But that sound was less terrifying than the breathing of Satria, who lay on the stern deck.*Krrhh... Hhhkk...*His breathing was wet, as if thick mucus was clogging his throat. The young man's body convulsed violently every few seconds. The sweat pouring from his pores was no longer clear; it was a murky yellowish color and smelled foul."Look at that! Look at his neck!" Andy yelled from the helm, his finger trembling as he pointed. "His veins are turning black! The black is spreading to his face!"Cindy didn't answer. She knelt beside Satria, cradling her boyfriend's head in her lap. Her tears had dried, replaced by a vacant stare filled with terror. She tried to wipe the sweat from Satria's forehead with the torn edge of her shirt, but his body heat was so extreme it felt like it was burning her palm."He's still Satria..." Cindy whispered faintly, more to convince herself th

GREEKK!The sound of the hull scraping roughly against sand and coral was deafening. The violent jolt sent the entire cabin into disarray. Water bottles rolled, the first-aid kit fell from the shelf, and Cindy, who was on top of Satria, swayed sideways, hitting the sofa armrest."Ouch!" Cindy winced, her elbow striking the corner of the wooden table.The intimate and sacred atmosphere that had just been built was instantly shattered by the harsh reality of the emergency landing."We've arrived! Get out! The engine is completely dead!" Andy yelled from outside, his voice a mix of panic and relief.Satria groaned loudly. The jolt brought the pain throughout his body back with a sting. His bones felt like they were being forcibly pulled from their joints. The holographic screen in his eyes flashed red at an increasing tempo, like a digital heart in tachycardia.[WARNING: EXTERNAL INTERFERENCE][TIME REMAINING: 02:15 SECONDS][HEART RATE: 30 BPM (DECREASING)][INSTRUCTION: IGNORE INTERFER

The golden light filling the ship's cabin grew brighter, radiating in rhythm with the breathing of the two humans wrestling on the leather sofa. The air in the room felt dense, charged with static electricity that made the fine hairs on Cindy's skin stand on end."Satria... ahhh! That... that's too deep!" Cindy screamed, muffled, her head tilted back, her long, sweat-soaked hair sweeping her back.Satria was no longer lying passively. His strength had returned, enough at least to take control. He now sat upright, keeping Cindy on his lap in a facing position, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.Satria's strong hands gripped Cindy's hips, holding the girl so she couldn't escape the thrusts of his Magic Staff, which now felt harder and more burning inside her Heavenly Grotto."Hold on, Cindy. Don't fight the current," Satria whispered in a heavy, husky voice. His golden eyes stared straight into Cindy's, as if piercing her soul. "Feel the energy. Let the system flow Mana into you

The speedboat engine roared, cutting through the turbulent surface of the Bali Strait. The sun had just risen a spear's length, illuminating the sea foam with a deceptive golden light. In the distance, the silhouette of Java Island looked pitch black, shrouded in thick smoke that rose high enough to cover the peak of Mount Ijen.Satria stood at the bow of the boat, letting the sea wind hit his face. His hair whipped wildly. His arms were crossed over his chest, displaying hard, prominent biceps every time the boat rocked against a wave.Behind the wheel, Andy held the steering wheel with a sour face. His eyes were swollen and red, not just from lack of sleep, but from suppressing anger all night. He looked at Satria's back with a gaze full of envy."Why does he have to stand there all the time? Trying to look cool," Andy muttered softly, barely audible over the engine noise."He's keeping watch, Andy. Don't start again," Cindy retorted, sitting in the passenger seat next to Andy, clea