Chapter 65 – An Unusual Silence
After soaking for about thirty minutes, I finally stepped out of the bath. My body felt lighter, as if all the burden and fatigue had been dissolved by the warm steam.
I put on my black dress again—it was starting to feel... a bit too iconic. I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
"Hmm... maybe I should look for some other clothes," I murmured softly.
After that, I returned to my room. The moonlight was still slipping in through the large window, casting soft patterns on the stone floor and the bedsheets. I laid down on the mattress and closed my eyes, letting the silent sounds of the night lull me to sleep.
The next morning, I was awakened by the soft sunlight filtering through the thin curtains. The wind passing through the ruins of the villa filled the air with a quiet hum.
I stepped out of the room and headed to the small garden in the backyard. Sitting on a stone bench, I stared at the wild grass growing chaotically.
"Feels empty... just weeds," I said quietly.
I stood up, stretched a little, then nodded to myself. "Maybe I should get some ornamental plants."
With light steps, I left the villa and began walking through the once-bustling city. Now, only ruins and lifeless buildings greeted me.
But what was strange... the zombies scattered along the streets didn’t attack. They simply stood still, as if they knew who I was, parting to let me pass—as if I were their queen.
I went from one shopping center to another. Most of the food stores were destroyed and filled with rotting goods, but I wasn’t looking for food. My goal was clear—clothing.