Safe and high up a tree, Dolly and Chesa stayed till evening. A few feet beneath them, a ball of green light revolved sucking in whatever got too close to its range. They knew to obey Jane's order to not leave the spots they sat, so as not to get sucked in as well. Chesa hides her anxiety from her friend as they waited and watched Jane kill off the fiends. Her movement was nothing short of elegance and simplicity. Her pink blade would dance around its audience, taking off their heads clean off their necks before returning to her palm and her green lights would make sure that none escape her reach. She would head out to “ clear the area ”, instructing them to not leave the safety of the tree she left them on, coming back severally to make sure that the revolving energy ball does not suck in her dearies as well. “ Are you done yet? ” Dolly asked on one of her comebacks. She was too excited about the hope that she would be reunited with her parents soon that she bec

Epilogue “ Alright gang, now that's been taken care of. I have good news to share. ” Intel announced, standing in front of her team. They were all sitting on beach sofas surrounding her, as she addressed them standing. All in human form. “ Once cutie returns we'd finally be able to leave. Right after we take care of whatever the heck is waiting for us. ” She continued. “ Yippee!” Tink exclaimed. “ Just to be clear we're never coming back? ” April asks. “ No. ” Intel replies. “ Guys, I'll NEVER put you in this kind of dangerous situation ever again. I promise! ” she continued emotionally. “ This will be our last few months on this planet. First, get off your butts,” she says, making them all stand. “ We gotta clear this island first. So get ready to kick some butts. ” She cheered with a vicious smile. Tink reloads her gun. Her eyes were silver without the glasses. “ Just to be clear, we're not giving the infected holondias?” she asks. “ No, they're goners. Don't waste it. ” Apr

Jason returns to the newly found buried treasure ( the library ) immediately after the announcement not to leave the campgrounds made by Miss Claire. As he dives into one of the books there, he quickly realized how much he missed the gentle pounding of his heart due to excitement, and the growing suspense inside him in expectation of what he was about to dive into. But perhaps being possessed by a cold soulless creature isn't that bad after all. The thought came across his mind. It has its perks. He didn't feel sey or afraid, he had inhuman strength and he was almost indestructible. Wasn't he just shot in the head? But yet he was still alive. Even still, he didn't like losing almost all his emotions and killing innocent people. Damn! What happened to Mike? And what will happen if they find out about the people he killed? All these thoughts interrupted him from his reading as he looked forward absent-minded. _____ “ Wha... What do you mean you

May wakes up the following day in her warm bed. She sat and rubbed her eyes while the sunlight bathed the room. After freshening up, she leaves. “ So you're saying that dark matter is an actual creature, that wants to destroy the whole world or something? ” Stacey asks when May concluded her story as they head to the dining. “ I dunno what is it it wants, but it just fills you with hate and revenge. Making you feel like that's the only thing in the world that you need. ” “ That's creepy!” she shivered. “ And he can control you too? ” She asks. At this point, Stacey was willing to believe her even if she mentions seeing walking-dead people. “ Yeah. But you still have a measure of control, it is your body. But, it would be very difficult. Imagine, we've given Jason so much reason to hate and want to get revenge on us that I doubt we have a week to plan our escape. ” May says they got to their table, their breakfast being served simultaneously. “ Geez, we sh

Miss Claire lies head bent sleeping on her desk, but suddenly, black specks of dust of dark matter gradually sip out of her onto the desk. It escalates until the entire table is covered in waves of dark matter. Then at a point two hands rose from the sand and forcefully grabs her by the hair, jerking her awake. She screams out of fear but soon realizes it was just a dream. But how much of it was? Touching her face softly, She could vividly remember the cold feeling of the palm on her face, and that very day that sand seemed to sip out of her body onto the desk. The memory still haunts her, and she wishes she had spoken up, but who really would believe such nonsense? So she tried her best to swallow it up, convincing herself that it was just a nightmare. But the suit. **Clothes don't just disappear after a few days of removing it does it?** she asks herself, grasping the chair's arm as she allows those memories back into her mind. Right after she returns to her