Chapter 27: You
Ronan, finding the perfect moment when everyone was otherwise occupied, gently jumped down from the rafters. Landing in a crouch to reduce the impact on his body as well as the sound, he slowly rose to his feet, cradling his rifle in his arms.
"You know," he murmured softly, stepping out from behind Dimitri's massive frame. "Yous seem to be knowin' a lot of what's goin' on around 'ere. And just hows it that you know so much about these them creatures?"
"Ronan, you know me," cried Alicia in anguish as she looked around the room as best she could. The lights were down low and she would have given her right arm for some actual light, not just the moonlight.
She had never witnessed the zombies from before in her last life; it was only the mutated creatures that refused to die. They took their time with the kill, wanting to draw out as much fear as possible. They wouldn't attack until the perfect moment, so she still had some time to change the situation around.
This time around, she would hug the thigh of the highest power in the world. René LaPierre and his team ruled Country M, becoming a god amongst men as he fought back the zombies, crushing them in a massive battle and preserving humanity as a result.
He restored the monetary system, created homes and jobs for the population, and was unanimously elected King of the entire country. But back then, she could only watch him from afar, always dreaming about what it would be like if she was his.
When she was reborn ten years before the apocalypse, she knew that the gods had pitied her and had given her a second chance at getting everything she wanted and deserved.
Suddenly, there was an excruciating pain in her right arm before blinding lights lit up the food court of the mall.
"What?" she gasped as she clutched her left hand to the limb. Feeling the arm under her palm, she was momentarily stunned when she was unable to move her arm at all. It hung there, utterly useless.