Another Life

Thursday, Oct. 8, A.D. 2020, at 22: 20, at the United States, Los Angeles International Airport, one passenger after another was boarding a plane to Melbourne Airport, Australia.

Land Airlines flight 98. The fuselage is a Boeing 787, with only a business and economy class, a medium-sized aircraft with 239 seats, and the captain is, Arnold Jefferson, a 60-year-old pilot who says 19,000 flight hours, used to be an Australian Air Force pilot, a white man featuring a gentle smile, a veteran pilot all over the veteran.

Jefferson retires on this flight and, after retiring, in the suburbs of Melbourne, checks the meter more carefully than usual because he planned to live happily with his neighbors' daughters, and lightly taps his chest pockets with the family photos he always has of his daughters and their wives, as he always does.

As Gary Fernandez, a late 20s Hispanic captain of clothes next door, smiles, Jefferson notices the gaze and asks Gary questions.

"What?"

"We do it all the time, don't we, that? I thought the captain would be able to fly safely today."

And Jefferson, bewildered by the words of Gary, said with a little laughter.

"Come on, after I retire, nobody's gonna do this. Come on, just stand alone.

That's all I have left to worry about. "

"It's okay, because every time I stop by Melbourne Airport, I ask the captain to come and do it"

"Honestly, can't you say you want to see me, this mouth is"

That being said, Jefferson's face, lightly slapping Gary on the shoulder, was smiling. These two are as far apart as their parents and children are, but the wavelengths go together a lot, and at some point, they were like best friends.

Cabin attendant Oliver Yusuf, a former flight attendant, said by offering coffee to Jefferson and Gary.

"When I think these two exchanges are the last on this flight, I miss you. Good luck to you, Captain Jefferson."

"I haven't told you yet."

So Jefferson took coffee from Oliver, and smiled and said to Gary, who gave a signal.

"Yufus, do me a favor on this guy. If I'm gone, I'll cry anyway."

Oliver told Jefferson, as Oliver recalled, that Gary was sending Oliver a signal that there would never be.

"That being said, there was that Amaia Martin in the business class."

Jefferson's eyes widen on the words and he asks Oliver in a surprising tone.

"Is Amaia Martin that singing princess Amaia Martin?

"Yeah, it's that Amaia Martin."

That's what Gary asked Oliver, who smiled and nodded, even though he felt a little left behind.

"Amaia Martin...... that's a Spanish name. Who is it?"

To Gary's words, Jefferson and Oliver looked surprised, "Huh!?" Jefferson explained in dismay.

"Well, beautiful women of Spanish descent are right. Originally, I was a stage actress, but when I turned to an opera singer, my popularity exploded... Actually, I'm a fan too."

"Heh, opera. I like dragon warth and metal."

"Oh, come on, don't fly a plane like that."

No, I can't do that on a passenger plane.

Having said that, cockpit was engulfed with laughter by Gary's words, which accidentally put in a scratch, and Land Airlines flight 98, at 22: 40, flew towards Melbourne Airport, into the darkness of the night.

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From Los Angeles to Melbourne, it was about 14 hours of flight, and by the time seven hours had passed, 98 flights had flown over the Pacific Ocean.

Is it really good to retire when the distant sky is a noose, a precursor to the sun's coming out, the purple sky is well visible from the cockpit, and on the thin sky of air over 10,000 meters above it, the stars shine beautifully, and Jefferson thinks it's the last time he sees this sight? Don't you still want to fly? It was time for the idea to cross the back of his brain, when Gally pointed to the front.

"Captain, that..."

When Jefferson looked in the direction Gally pointed, as he ascended to heaven, a giant snake-like, pitch-black, accumulated cloud was blocked from the gap between the clouds, shining thunder.

But Jefferson was a veteran pilot. Give instructions to Gally immediately.

"What's going on with Weather Radar? I'll call the D.A."

When you say that and try to connect the radio to the controller in the controlled airspace, Gaga! The murmur I said pierces Jefferson's ear. Next to it, it was in Jefferson's eyes that Gary had tapped the meter with his fingers many times.

"Why, there's noise? What about you, Gary?

"No. There is no indication of rain clouds or cumulative clouds"

Meter malfunction... okay, this happens all the time. What matters is your eyes and your intuition.

That's what Jefferson thought. He gave Gally instructions.

"It would be a meter malfunction. Anyway, avoid the previous cumulus of clouds, so please sign the seat belt"

Copy that, sir.

That said, Gary pushes the button on the seat belt display and Jefferson tilts the plane slightly so that it swirls to the right.

But no matter how many courses you change, the cumulative clouds in front of you two are immobile. This is the first experience and surprise for Jefferson, who has flown over the years, it was a moment, the moment he thought the view in front of the plane rocked as if it were water, the strong impact ran over and over again, he saw a water splash in front of him, and the control stopped working at all.

That was also supposed to be the case, because flight 98 at this time, the wings of the plane had disappeared beautifully, and the torso had been in a state like slashing a tatami wrapped with a Japanese sword from the middle of nowhere.

Soon the fuselage jumped and proceeded as if throwing a stone towards the water over a surface enveloped in darkness, and the next moment the sand hit the cockpit glass, the sound and impact of the tree saying vacillation echoed on the fuselage.

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Time went back a little, flight 98 business class, like a small comic book coffee, divided by thin walls, in which Jefferson said he was a fan, singing princess Amaia Martin slept.

Its long dark brown hair, its undressed attire liked by whoever saw it, its beautiful style and its singing sounds as if heaven had given it two or three things.

When such a sleeping Amaia ear heard a sign of pawn and a seat belt on, she heard a voice that would be calling herself.

"Customer, Customer"

"Heh?... Oh, I'm sorry, what's wrong?

So he rubbed his sleepy eyes, and next to Amaia, waking up, Oliver said with a gentle face, crouching, and shyly with his hands to fix his hair, wondering if he had been seen sleeping a little.

"I'm sorry. In the future, the airflow is disturbed, please wear the belt."

"To? Oh, I get it"

That being said and anxious, Oliver spoke gently to Amaia, wearing her belt in haste, to relieve her anxiety.

"Rest assured. Captain Arnold Jefferson is a veteran pilot all over the veteran, the best captain I've ever met.

And I'm a huge fan of Martin, so I thought Martin would be upset if something happened to him. "

"Really? Thank you, and say hello to the captain."

"Yeah, okay."

So Oliver stood up smiling at Amaia, and a young white woman before the diagonal of Amaia cried out.

"Hey, what time do you think it is! He woke me up all of a sudden and asked me to put my belt on?

This is tyranny! I'll sue the airline when I get to Australia!

... Oh, I don't really want to be with the person who said it.

Whether Amaia's thoughts appeared on her face, Oliver lightly signaled to Amaia, "It's okay, leave it to yourself," and it was when she and the other cabin attendants tried to make their way to the woman's place, the fuselage leaning heavily, Oliver rushed into her seat, and when she managed to endure it, the woman wore her seat belt in surprise and haste.

At that time, the seat of Amaia and the board that divided the neighbor slid, and Sandra, the neighboring Amaia agent, spoke.

"It's dangerous, so I don't know why I can't get my head around it when it's signed."

That's what Amaia thought too, but when I said it here and even went into that woman's ear, I thought that a comfortable journey in the sky would be the worst journey I could feel for a spicy, endless and long time, and I just responded with a loving laugh, and the airframe jumped a lot.

Instead of falling, he jumped like he had hit something, which went on and on, and the plane was like jumping on a trampoline, and the oxygen mask fell from the ceiling simultaneously.

In that, in Amaia's eyes, she could see Oliver, a large body, floating in the air, hitting a business class seat, and in the sound of screaming and prayer, Amaia's eyes could see a water splash, pictured outside the window.

And before I thought anything strange, the moment a strong shock ran, and the sound of a tree vacillating, even heard on board, Dawn and the strong shock ran, and Amaia, who was kneeling with her head, had lost consciousness.

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Friday, March 26, A.D. Just as the left-hand men were attacking Edo Castle by night, the plane on which Amaia was riding stopped its movement and all the lights in the plane went out, and some lights came near Amaia in the dark.

"Hey, you okay?

That being said, Amaia, shaking her body, regained consciousness and slowly opened her eyes, where a man in his early thirties with short hair and tight flesh like a boxer, with a pen light, pointed the light in this direction.

"Yep... Yep..."

With that said, as if to check the status quo where we are, Amaia turns away from the light a man holds and checks his surroundings, even in the dark, he can see that the other seats have blood on them.

I can understand with my head that I heard a bug or bug in my ear and that the plane I was on was crashed, but I reward Amaia's brain for having a severe pain running in my left arm while my heart is refusing and confused and this is not a dream but a reality.

A man questioned Amaia about the pain because it appeared on her face.

"Does your body hurt? Do you have a vision or something?

"Yeah, my left arm... other than that, I'm fine"

"Let me see."

And it came to pass, that in the light of the pen light, when he illuminated Amaia's left arm, and held his arm, and distorted his face in pain, the man looked at Zih and said unto Amaia's face.

"The bone doesn't seem to be broken, but it's probably bruised. I don't know if there's a crack in it unless I examine it in detail, but it'll be fine if it looks like this.

If you can move, I need your help. It's Jerrick, Jerrick Anderson. "

"It's Amaia. Amaia Martin...... are you a doctor?

"That's right. You know what Doctor On Board is?

"No, I've never heard of it before..."

"Doctor on Board is a system that once registered an airline doctor and asked the doctor to speak up and treat a suddenly ill person on a plane he was riding in his personal life, instead of making a doctor call. There are no cash rewards, but in my case, just sign up and you'll get quite a few miles, and a discounted ticket for 150 euros and a free airport lounge.

Plus, there are special discounts, and medical facilities overseas can be used as a priority, so it's a pretty valuable system for doctors who fly overseas to play. "

That being said, Jerrick, who measures Oliver's pulse, which is falling with a smile, tries to relax Amaia, but when Amaia takes off her belt and stands up and speaks to Sandra sitting next to her, she feels uncomfortable.

"Sandra...... Sandra?

It's dark, I don't see it very well, but Sandra doesn't move with her face down. And it came to pass in the eyes of Amaia, when tears came, that Jerick examined Oliver, and said,

"The man, he's already dead. At my feet, there was a broken laptop, so I hit my head in that situation and it didn't seem to hit me well.

I know how it feels, but before you grieve, help me to help other, still helpful people now. "

To Jericho's words, Amaia bite her lips with regret, and she stood up, saying to Jericho:

"Okay. Is he okay?

"I manage to live now, but I can't. He's got a broken neck bone, severe brain contusion, and he's already in a coma... we can't treat him in a place like this, and we just have to leave him."

"No! You're still alive! You're a doctor, so help me!

I could see that the lights of the other passengers who came to rescue wobbled to Amaia screaming like that and everyone would pay attention to Amaia. But despite all that, when he turned to Jericho, Jericho turned to the light of the pen light and replied to Amaia, who turned away, calmly and in a powerful tone.

"It's a triage. There are no state-of-the-art medical facilities here, and medicines are limited.

Help a large number of people, more likely to help those who have less chance of being helpful than to be clear and abandon and kill others who are helpful. You'll regret it, but that's the iron rule in disaster. "

Amaia heard a man from the cockpit when she could not dispute anything about the words of Jericho.

"Doctor, come this way!

With those words, when Amaia and Jericho stop talking and head off, from the cockpit, they bleed out of their heads and put no force in their legs, by two inflexible Arab men, in charge, Jefferson comes out and sleeps in the aisle.

"Captain? Anything else?

Seeing Jefferson's outfit, an Arab man answers the question Jericho looks sad.

"The other one, no. A thick tree branch pierced the glass and the top was missing beautifully from the neck..."

To the words, Jerick also looks remorseful and talks while checking the wounds on Jefferson's bleeding head.

"Hey, can you hear me? I'm Jerick Anderson. Where does your body hurt?

To Jerrick's words, Jefferson managed to answer while distorting his face with pain.

"Arnold Jefferson... Captain. I can't move my legs, and the pain runs... after that, I'm fine..."

To Jefferson's words, Jerrick said as he examined his legs.

"I'm also losing my head, but I'm fine... what happened? Did we crash?

"... I don't know why. I saw a weird accumulated cloud, so I dodged it, but the moment the accumulated cloud moved in front of the fuselage as if it were willing, and I saw it like a surface in the air, I was jumping over the water.

After that, there can be no sea and land above 10,000 meters altitude on land. "

To Jefferson's words, the four of them looked at each other, and when Amaia and the others turned their gaze to Jerrick and said to Jefferson, "Are you sure you're all right?"

"Probably having an accident, that shock, confusing my memory. Looks like both legs have cracks in them. Both of you, Mandarin, take me outside. I'll treat the captain outside."

While looking at the Jericks who said so and went outside to the Arab pair, Amaia, when she went outside looking for her luggage, was a dense forest lit by the moonlight.

Amazing at the sight, Jericho is treating a wounded passenger in the light of several flashlights. Amaia was uncomfortable with the aircraft here.

What is this? The blades are cut nicely... not only that, but the torso, like it was cut with something, is cut nicely...

In Amaia's eyes, as if it had been cut with some sharp blade, the fuselage lay in the dense forest, and the trees were pushed down, and before the road was formed, the sea was visible.

From somewhere else, you've come this far...

It was the moment that Amaia thought so, when she heard something riding more than once on the fuselage, and Amaia turned her gaze, more than one, clearly not human, lit up in the moonlight, standing on the fuselage, and even in the moonlight, she opened her big mouth, filled with saliva, with countless sharp fangs, and when she shouted out "giggly," she went inside from the disconnected part of the fuselage.

This was a carcass-eating demon called the Corpse Ghost (Ghoul), but not knowing it, Amaia heard screams from the plane when her legs were trembling and she was unable to speak to the demon she had never seen before, and one passenger after the other, trying to help the wounded, fled.

"Doctor! It's a monster! There's a monster!

That being said, Jerick, who had managed to finish Jefferson's treatment before pointing at the fingers of a young white man, who had come out with a bright blue face, turned the flashlight on, dripping blood into his mouth, when a corpse ghost (ghoul) appeared, signaled the scream of the woman sitting in front of the diagonal of Amaia, and the passenger escaped the scene, as if she were dislodged.

Jericho and a few others were surprised, but Jericho grabbed Amaia's arm and screamed as she took the wounded and headed to the beautiful beach.

"We're getting away to the beach!

Nodding to Jericho's desperate eyes, Amaia fled to the beach with Jericho and the others.

Again and again, in the ears of Amaia, who had arrived on the beach, he heard the interrupters of those who had fled to the woods, and those who had fled to the beach, using the branches of trees falling nearby as weapons, turned to the woods and guarded them.

Eventually, when a young white woman, who was sitting in front of the diagonal of Amaia, fled from the forest to the beach with her life and could not hear the screams from the forest, the sounds of birds and bugs wrapped around her, as if there had been no such tragedy, the darkness of the night reigned over her surroundings again.

The Arab pair are falling to the beach on guard of their surroundings, collecting wide branches of trees, and when they begin to burn, they sit women out of the woods, trying to speak up, but panic with fear and not converse.

Giving up, one of them went and talked to Jerick and Amaia, who were putting an escort on Jefferson's leg, near the vigilant man.

"Doctor, no. That woman, she panicked, she's not talking. Damn, I'll have to ask you tomorrow morning."

And when he lifted up his wavy hair, another fine Arab man with a beard said unto Jericho,

"Doctor, I'm a little worried... about that white guy in the back. When I helped him, I saw a gun under his back.

Can't you imagine he was a hijacker, manipulating a meter and crashing it?

To the words, Amaia is surprised to see the man as chilling, he was alert to his surroundings, and a man of good stature also crouches and joins the story.

"That would be Sky Marshall. Disputed from hijacking to passengers, protecting the plane, simply put, it's an empty police... right, captain?

Seeing Jefferson snort, even though he distorts his face in pain, to the words, Amaia speaks in a whisper, suppressing as much as she can the emotions she nearly screamed.

Then why didn't you shoot that monster?

And the man saw Amaia with a serious face, and answered the word.

"Even bullets have a limited number. More than not knowing how many monsters there are, you should avoid firing them without darkness.

It was his wise decision not to shoot anywhere. "

When the man told him that Amaia was going to regret it, Jerrick saw it as a chill because the treatment was over, and he offered him his hand.

"Jerick Anderson. As you can see, he's a doctor.

This is Arnold Jefferson, the captain. This woman is Amaia Martin. "

The man smiled when he shook the hand of the offered Jericho with disappointment.

"It's Thomas Madden. I was in the Marine Corps the other day."

"I'm Udai Hakim. If you have a mustache on this side, Isat Azzies.

We were on that plane to open a restaurant in Australia. We're both chefs. "

To that word, Thomas looks at the two of them and, thinking of something, Udai looks at Thomas and asks him a question.

"Something?

"... to ask you a clear question, the two of you wouldn't be chefs in shape. One way or another, you look like a soldier."

To the words of Thomas, who said so, were Udai and Isat, who were clearly displeased, and Udai stood up and said to Thomas.

"What? Are you trying to tell me we're terrorists?

We did work as soldiers in the Iraqi National Guard, but that's for money too. It was my dream to get out of the army and run a restaurant for two. "

Next to Udai, who said so, Isat nodding over and over. And when the tensions of the three men were passed around, and their gaze was gathered, Amaia cried.

"We're hanging out here, what are we going to do! At a time like this, it has nothing to do with race!

To the words of Amaia, everyone looked down, and Jerick looked at Thomas and said,

"Mr. Martin is right. At a time like this, we can't help each other, and if we speak up, maybe those monsters will come, right?

Thomas apologized to both of them with his sorry face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that, forgive me. Tonight, we'll take turns watching, and we'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

To Thomas' apology, Udai and Isat looked at each other and nodded, and Udai looked around and said:

"I'm sorry it got so hot on us. Keep an eye out, I'll start with you. Everybody rest."

With that said, Thomas smiled and shook Udai's offered hand, and Jefferson smiled and signaled to Martin while enduring the pain.

And the next day, when the sun showed itself on the horizon, Jerrick gathered nearly fifty shipwrecks to introduce himself to each other to discuss his future policies.

At some point, Jericho, who had become like a leader, also came out with several rebellious people, but said that he was the only doctor and that he didn't like being kicked out of here and into that forest again, and immediately everyone recognized Jericho as a leader.

And a young white woman sitting in front of the diagonal of Amaia, coming out of the calm woods later, referred to her name as Lena Graham, and her father was the only daughter of a millionaire, who ran several casinos and hotels in L.A.

According to that Lena testimony, as she ran through the woods, the two people who were running forward were attacked from above by a green buyo buyo, screaming, and melted.

Everyone had that stupid look on their face, but no one spoke of it. The reason, of course, was the existence of a corpse ghost (ghoul) that I saw last night.

That first-time creature crosses the back of your brain, and no one can deny it. Thomas raises his hand and asks questions about it.

"I've never seen a monster I saw yesterday. Like Galapagos, I have no idea if it has evolved independently or is it a native tribe.

Besides, where are we in the first place?

To the words, everyone's attention to Jefferson had asked Amaia to wake up and speak.

"This is a question of where, but I have no idea. We should have been flying over the ocean in the Pacific... there can't be any land like this"

"I mean, this isn't even on the map, is it a deserted island in the Pacific... seriously..."

That said, when whites in their mid twenties accidentally moan, everyone drops their shoulders in dismay and despair becomes air and drifts. But Jerrick thought for a while and spoke.

"Anyway, anywhere here, while we wait for rescue, we can't get out of this deserted island. Me and a few of you, we're going back to the plane and we're going to get some stuff we can use.

Those who remain, ask the beach, as you can see from afar, to write SOS on the beach and, with Thomas's guidance, to create a place where you can sleep in peace. Thomas, can you ask for it?

"Oh. I'm also trained to survive, so I'm fine"

"Okay, please. In the woods, yesterday's monster may still be there, so never act alone."

That being said, Jerrick, when he looked over at the others, everyone was nodding with a serious look, and Jerrick slapped his hand and said:

"Then whoever returns to the plane with me, come this way."

With that said, Lena sat next to Jericho and talked as Amaia checked the bandages on Jefferson's head.

"Sure, you're the opera singer, Amaia Martin, right?

"Yeah...... sure, Mr. Lena Graham"

"It's fine with Lena. I knew about Martin because your father funded Martin's gig. Come on, what are you, that doctor's teacher? Is that her or something?

In response to the abrupt question, Amaia answered Lena's question without saying anything, even though she thought, "Help others."

"No... I just had Dr. Anderson help..."

"Well, you don't have a problem with me being in a deep relationship, do you? Stay out of my way... and I'll tell your father."

Lena said so, and when she stood up with sand, she went toward the sea.

"... oh the type I said is better not to get too involved"

Amaia nodded in agreement with Jefferson, who was listening to the exchange and said as he slept.

Working for everyone to live, to the children, in hard feelings, Lena was playing at sea, and when others cautioned, they disputed what they would say to themselves who survived from that tragedy, unable to say anything, and gradually Lena was like everyone would ignore her.

Eventually, the look on Jericho's face was dark, and Jericho, who brought the medicine, gave it to Amaia and told Jefferson.

"It's painkillers. But this is also limited in number, so if the pain is running out, just take one pill.

And antibiotics. Drink this, regardless of the pain. Mr. Martin, I need you to take care of the medicine. "

"Okay."

That's what Thomas said to Jerrick with a troubled face in front of Amaia, who received the medicine.

"So, that monster, was he there?

"No, I wasn't there. On the contrary, the body disappeared... and there were traces of it being pulled away somewhere."

"Does that mean you eat humans..."

So Jerrick said to Thomas with his head, with a serious face.

"Food and water were left on board and untouched. Maybe you will eat the corpse... or the living too...

Anyway, the cockpit radio is still alive, Udai tried it, but it didn't connect at all, but Isat's story is that the black box will have a GPS on it, so send out a distress signal, and the nearby search party will know where it is. Captain, is that true?

To Jerick's words, Jefferson nodded several times with a smile, and when he responded, Thomas said, looking at the pet bottle with the water being carried.

"That's why, at least if we don't find the water somewhere, if the rescue team is late, we're all going to the afterlife. The best way to find the river is to borrow a gun from Sky Marshall."

"The thing is, there was someone's knife set in the cargo compartment that was slightly left, so I brought it. Udai makes spears by pointing trees."

"That's good... that's right, Doctor. I need to talk to you... about that woman."

That said, before Thomas, who gave the signal with his jaw, there was the figure of Lena, where she had brought it from, in her swimsuit, who enjoyed sunbathing gracefully. From that appearance, I can easily imagine myself skipping until now.

Jericho looked at Lena and told Thomas.

"Okay, I'll tell you what."

So Jerrick turned to Lena, and Jefferson took a painkiller, and looked at Jerrick and said,

"Well, I guess not."

That Jefferson word, it hit. Whatever Jerrick might say, Lena cried when she answered in a relaxed and appropriate manner and eventually remembered what happened last night.

Weak in the tears of women are common to all nations, and Jericho discussed it with Thomas and Udai, without being able to do anything about it, and left it behind.

And from the next day, on Udai's suggestion, several people decided to go out to scout and start searching for water. Thomas and the others, with their guns, enter the woods with Brennan of Sky Marshall and look for the river.

The river was quickly found, but because it was near the sea, and because the sea water was mixed, I couldn't drink it, so one line went a little further upstream.

Upstream of that, where the water was cleaned up, whether the water in the pet bottle was gone, it was the moment one man put his hand in it to drink the water in the river, and suddenly the man screamed and gradually dragged it into the river.

Everyone pulled the man's hips and managed to lift them, something like clear water gradually wrapped the man, in which he could see the man's flesh dissolved. Near left is used for water purification systems, water slime.

Brennan shot a few handful of Glocks, but all the bullets stopped in the water slime and melted away in an instant.

Without being able to do anything about it, Thomas and the others thought they were in danger, or they stopped moving and thought they were dead, and when they let go of their hands, the body slowly went into the water slime and melted all the bones, they went back into the river again.

"This... what..."

For the first time, Thomas told Brennan and the rest of them that his short hair was about to peel again and again.

"With the branches there, let's experiment"

That being said, it was Thomas who puts the branches in a different place than earlier, but the branches have nothing and are in the water. Brennan stared at the water and saw that something transparent had moved.

"Thomas, something's gone that way!

Immediately after that word, a clear water slime clumps around the branches of Thomas and gradually comes up. Unexpectedly Thomas let go of his hand, and the waterslime moved again through the water, and the branches were floating in the water.

"It's hard to get water, too."

Thomas, who said so, went back to Jericho and the others, guarding his surroundings again.

When Thomas returned, the demons by the water were told that Jericho and Jericho were there, despair was heavy, and the incident took place that night.

I can't see a white man in his twenties, saying that Amaia, with the sound of piercing something, when he wakes up, is supposed to be on the lookout, Ronnie Favrough.

No way, I thought for a moment that the monster had killed me, but when I looked in the direction of the sound, Ronnie was poking Brennan's chest, with a spear he had made for the monster, many times, with return blood, turning the clothes bright red.

"Ca!"

In that cry, everyone woke up and discovered Amaia, who was shocked and trembling, and at the end of his gaze, when he saw Ronnie, who had turned bright red, and tried to seize him, Ronnie said as he pulled out Brennan's pistol, standing on the Jericks, distorting his face.

"This guy didn't shoot the monster back then, so we got freaked out and had to sleep in a place like this. From here on out, I'm the leader, you follow my word."

Everyone was surprised by the words, but Udai and Isat raised their hands and sent Jerick and Thomas a signal with their eyes, and Udai said, slowly approaching.

"Whoever the leader is, we don't care, we just have to be. But in a situation where you don't know how many people you're dealing with, I think that's the best part."

At that moment, a gun in Ronnie's hand blows a fire, hitting Isat's chest, which was next door, and Isat collapses.

"No! Isat!

That's what Ronnie said to Udai, who held Isat in his arms when he collapsed.

"Don't talk to me, you Arab bastard!

To that word, the bumpy udai tried to strike Ronnie, but before Thomas stopped him and Ronnie tried to force him into the trigger, Jerick came out and said:

"Okay, the leader is Fabulous, it's you. I'll treat Isaac, okay?

Normally, Jerrick thought it would be a hassle to keep him treated, but Ronnie pointed at the muzzle and stared with hatred in his caged eyes and said,

"No. Arab bastards, get out of this camp now... get out of my sight!

"No, that's just impotent. Isaac can't walk anymore, and even if he's moving, Udai alone won't make it."

"Then you should also leave Graham's daughter there! And, Martin, you too! I hate Hispanics!

Totally, I was told to leave because I liked or disliked myself, and when Amaia and Lena were freaking out and shaking their bodies, Thomas ears to Jericho.

"Here, I'll come with you. Exactly, when a man is only Udai, it will be tight"

But to Thomas's suggestion, Jerick gave Ronnie his hand to wait.

"Okay, I'm coming with you to treat Isaac."

"No!

"No, even if they say no, I'll go with them. Doctors abandon helpful patients because they're not doctors.

If you want to shoot, shoot. But if anything happens, how do you survive by killing only one doctor here?

Then we'll all have to suffer and die. "

And when Ronnie bowed his head to the word, and seemed to regret it, Ronnie said unto the north coast at the gunpoint.

"Then live over there. Don't let them in my sight!

"Oh, I get it. We'll live over there..."

That said, Jerrick smiled at the others who looked anxious and said it was okay, and carried Isat to the coast a little further away from Udai and the others, but Jerrick's diligent treatment was also unbearable, and Isat quietly took his breath away.