Luna stared at her own face on the poster for a very long time. The flashlight in her hand trembled slightly. The sorrow for a past that had been violently snatched away. A past that would never return. Her normal life, her ambitions, her voice... all lost in the apocalypse. Luna slowly lowered her flashlight, letting the poster be swallowed by the darkness again. She bowed her head, hiding her face from Raka. Raka felt his heart sink. He understood now why Luna was so skilled, so disciplined, and why her shot at the intersection had been so perfect. Luna wasn't just a survivor. She was a professional athlete. Raka's instinct to ask about her past was immense. He wanted to say something comforting. "So you were a national athlete?", or "When did you lose your voice?" But Raka held his tongue. He remembered how difficult it had been to ear

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Chapter 42: Candlelit Dinner

The sound of rain began to drum against the corrugated tin roof of the A-Z SPORTING GOODS store. Raka sat cross-legged on a blue yoga mat. He pulled his torn denim jacket tighter around his right shoulder, which was wrapped in a makeshift sling. In front of him, on a wooden block that once displayed shoes, sat a small portable gas stove that Luna had managed to find in the camping gear section. It came with a gas canister that was only a quarter full. Luna sat across from Raka, busy wiping her wet hunting knife with a dirty cloth, while Baginda curled up comfortably between them. Raka stared at the small stove, his hand slowly turning the ignition knob. Click. A small blue flame flickered to life, spreading minimal warmth, but it was enough to chase the chill from their fingertips. Raka deliberately set the flame very lo

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Chapter 43: The Collapsed Bridge

"Come on, hurry!" Raka hissed. They had managed to slip out of the sporting goods store's back door through a garbage disposal alley, just moments before a group of armed men broke down the front rolling door. The apocalypse had turned the city center into a warzone, where humans could be far more terrifying than the monsters hiding in the shadows.

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Chapter 44: Diving Without Breath

Raka watched Luna’s body suspended in the air, dragged downward by the water monster’s tentacle wrapped around her ankle. The girl didn’t scream. Her face showed pure shock, her eyes widening as she looked at Raka before she was swallowed by the violent swirl of muddy brown water. SPLAAASHH! A massive splash marked the disappearance of Luna and the creature into the dark depths of the river. Raka froze on top of the gas pipe. His heart felt as if it had stopped beating. “No… that’s impossible,” Raka whispered. His healthy hand gripped the iron pipe so tightly that his knuckles turned white. On his back, Baginda let out a loud, panicked ‘honk’ while clutching Raka’s jacket collar even tighter. The goose knew that the water below meant instant death. [System:

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Chapter 45: Hypothermia and an Embrace

“One… two… three…” Raka began performing chest compressions, recalling fragments of CPR training he had once seen in an internet video years ago. His movements were clumsy because of his injured right shoulder, but desperation gave him extra strength. “Come on, breathe! Don’t die here!” He pinched Luna’s nose, took a deep breath, and gave her rescue breathing. The air he exhaled felt useless against the girl’s ice-cold lips. ‘System! What should I do?!’ Raka shouted in his mind. His hands continued pressing down on Luna’s chest again and again. [System: Emergency Scan: No heartbeat detected. Lungs filled with contaminated fluid. Survival chance: 0.1%. You are not a doctor, Raka. Stop before you break her ribs.] <

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Chapter 46: The Biker Gang Blockade

“Luna.” Raka woke Luna with a light tap on the shoulder and pointed at the three distant figures with his index finger. The girl wasted no time. She rose, grabbed her bow, and nodded. They immediately moved away from the damp bus stop before the criminals’ binoculars locked onto their position. An hour later, the three of them had reached the outskirts of the district where St. Mary’s Hospital stood. The white building now rose clearly about three blocks ahead of them. Hope began to spark in Raka’s chest. But in the apocalypse, hope always came with a price. They hid behind a pile of concrete debris from a collapsed office building. Ahead of them, the main road leading directly to the hospital was completely blocked. Not by monsters. Not by burned-out city buses. But by r

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Chapter 47: Symphony of Exhaust Pipes

The dreadlocked gang leader riding the modified black chopper burst into loud laughter. His right hand spun the barbed chain in the air, preparing to swing it at Raka’s head on the next pass. “Where are you going to run now, Little Rabbit?!” he shouted, his voice nearly swallowed by the thunder of engines. “You can’t run faster than a 1200cc V-twin engine!” Raka stood with his back to Luna, shielding both her and Baginda. His right shoulder throbbed painfully, forcing him to lean forward slightly. He glanced at Luna. She stood upright, gripping her twin knives tightly, her sharp eyes tracking the motorcycles’ movements. Luna was searching for an opening, the right timing to throw her knives. But the bikes were too fast, and the dust too thick. If she missed, she would lose her weapons.&nbs

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Chapter 47: Symphony of Exhaust Pipes

The dreadlocked gang leader riding the modified black chopper burst into loud laughter. His right hand spun the barbed chain in the air, preparing to swing it at Raka’s head on the next pass. “Where are you going to run now, Little Rabbit?!” he shouted, his voice nearly swallowed by the thunder of engines. “You can’t run faster than a 1200cc V-twin engine!” Raka stood with his back to Luna, shielding both her and Baginda. His right shoulder throbbed painfully, forcing him to lean forward slightly. He glanced at Luna. She stood upright, gripping her twin knives tightly, her sharp eyes tracking the motorcycles’ movements. Luna was searching for an opening, the right timing to throw her knives. But the bikes were too fast, and the dust too thick. If she missed, she would lose her weapons.&nbs

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Chapter 48: The Hospital Gate

The monsters no longer cared about Raka, Luna, or Baginda standing stiffly at the edge of the blockade. Their sense of smell had locked onto the nearest source of fresh blood. “Help! Help me!” The dreadlocked gang leader tried to crawl away from the pile of motorcycles, using hands whose fingers Raka had already broken. A mutant dog monster leapt from the top of a wrecked car and immediately sank its massive jaws into the man’s calf. A piercing scream shattered the evening air, followed by the wet sound of flesh tearing and bones being ripped apart. The slaughter feast had begun. Raka turned his face away, his stomach churning with nausea. “Luna, Baginda, we’re leaving,” Raka whispered hoarsely, pulling the girl’s arm with his left hand. “Now. While they’re busy having di

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Chapter 49: The Blood-Stained White Corridor

The girl wasn’t mute because of a physical disability. She had chosen silence. And now, she broke that silence only to save the life of an awkward barista. “Y-you… spoke,” Raka whispered weakly. A bitter laugh bubbled with blood from his lips. “And you’re telling me to hold on? When I feel like a lump of ground meat?” Luna didn’t respond. With a rough pull that made Raka’s shoulder creak painfully, she jerked his body upward, dragging him past the third-floor window frame. THUD! Both of them tumbled onto the hospital floor. Raka coughed violently, vomiting more dark blood onto the dirty white tiles, while Luna lay beside him, breathing heavily. Outside the window came the frantic flapping of wings, followed by a very inelegant landing. “Honk!”&

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