"Min-joo, I'm tired. I don't think I can walk any longer," Min-seok groaned tiredly as he sat on the ground.
"Alright, maybe we should sit a little then," he joined Min-seok on the ground, sighing deeply.
"There has been nothing to eat for miles," he breathed, "Jeez this is bad."
"Maybe a little further, we would be lucky enough to see something," Min-seok fell back to the ground with a loud sigh.
Min-joo just sat up, his eyes glazing the surroundings.
"That bitch did say there were zombies," he scoffed, "How come I still haven't seen one?"
"What did you say?"
"Ugh, that lady had lied about seeing zombies. I can't find them, see? She was lying."
Min-seok just reminded silent, his heart throbbing faster than usual.
"Do you think we should go back?" He spoke up after a few minutes of horrible silence.
"What do you mean?" He threw him a glance.
"I don't feel right here. It feels as though something's watching us."
