Animosity: Undead

Chapter 13

Niccolo's PoV

I woke up.

''Oi.'' I said.

''You woke up. We just finish eating.''

''Where's Kris?''

''He haven't come back though.''

''What time is it?'' I ask.

''1 in the midnight.''

''And Kris haven't come back. Yeah. I'm getting worried.''

''Its been 3 freaking hours. You should've awaken me. The f**k. That guy is literally missing.''

Levy got shock.

''What? Peeing does not took 3 freaking hours!''

''I'll try calling his phone.''

*ringggg

''His phone is here.''

''Please nothing happened to him.''

''You could've woke me up the very hour he never got back!''

''But you were sleeping nicely. I'd rather lost hours of sleep than losing a friend!'' I shouted to Dean. ''Tsk. Prepare your flashlights. We'll be looking for that otaku.''

Why didn't they woke me up? These assholes.

''What did our professor taught us when someone is missing?! Look for them immediately...''

I remember our Professor said... ''Getting lost in the outdoors is a possibility. Proper planning and action can keep you safe. Here are a few tips that may help you in this situation. Learning how to use a compass and a map or GPS is a must.

Thoroughly review a map and other guidebooks of the area. Learn about the trails, streams, mountains, nearby roads and other features around the area.

Tell someone of your plans and the time that you expect to return. Pack the proper equipment and supplies. Carry essential items in your pockets for use in an emergency. Sign in on trailhead registers and stick to your planned route.

When hiking always use a map and compass. Stop occasionally to note your progress on the map and always pay attention to landmarks as you hike. Be aware of your surroundings...''

''f**k. That bastard even left his whistle.''

I said as I noticed Kris's whistle on his bag.

''The radio? Can we use it?'' Levy suggested. She's a step away from breakdown.

''I'll check it. His radio must be on his pocket.'' Mika tried calling the radio.

''Radio number cannot be contacted...The owner must be kilometers away from you when things get like this.'' A man said inside the radio.

''Where did that fucker go?''

''KRIS!!!'' Levy started to shout as soon as we got out of the building.

''KRIS!!!" Mika followed her along with Loke.

Some loud noise swayed our focus back inside the building.

''Kris? Is that you?'' Levy ask with broke voice.

''This is not a funny prank, motherfucker.'' I said.

''Dean and I will be searching him. He must be just inside this building. A sound proof room maybe.''

''Why would he be there?'' Loke asked.

''He got the highest curiousity level among us. We'll search for him upstairs. The chance we have of finding him inside this stupid building is 68 percent...outside is 24 percent, 6 percent that he'll be back on his own. And 2 percent that his dead.''

''Then I'll search the lower level of this building.'' I said.

''There's a lower level that this ground floor?'' Jean ask.

''Ah. That's true. This building seems to be a hospital or a laboratory. They will always have lower floors than ground floor. Maybe 5 or 6 floors underneath this shit...'' I stomped my foot three times. ''Loke, Mika and Levy. Watch for our things here. We'll part ways now.''

''Where's that hidden stairs?'' I asked myself as I tried to remove the rubbish on a spot where I think a hidden stairs would be.

''We'll be heading upstairs now.'' Jean bid goodbye to us and walked with Dean towards the left wing of the hospital.

I am just a few meters away from Loke and the others.

''Tsk. That bastard really is making me nervous.''

Jean's PoV

I'm itching. I'm horny right now. It's been 3 hours since we last saw Dean. No one is even worried.

''Let's wake Niccolo.'' I whispered to Dean.

''He's sleeping so nicely. Let's not disturb him. He'll get mad when we woke him up, especially today, now that somebody ruined it.'' He said.

Niccolo eventually woke up a few minutes later.

''Oi.'' He said.

''You woke up. We just finish eating.'' Loke said as he sat next to Mika.

''Where's Kris?'' Thank God he asked about him. I'm worried about that brat.

''He haven't come back though.'' Mika bluntly said. So dull with the situation here.

''What time is it?'' Niccolo asked as he messed his hair.

''1 in the midnight.'' I said.

''And Kris haven't come back. Yeah. I'm getting worried.'' Levy blurted out with teary eyes. She must've been worried about Kris, he father of that child she's carrying. They must've think that I wouldn't know.

''Its been 3 freaking hours. You should've awaken me. The f**k. That guy is literally missing.''

Oh. Niccolo is mad now.

Levy got shock. What? She just realize that now?

''What? Peeing does not took 3 freaking hours!'' Niccolo said and got out of his sleeping bag and zipped it.

''I'll try calling his phone.'' Mika voluntarily said.

*ringggg

''His phone is here.'' Dean found his phone.

''Please nothing happened to him.'' Levy prayed.

''You could've woke me up the very hour he never got back!'' Niccolo suddenly shouted.

''But you were sleeping nicely. I'd rather lost hours of sleep than losing a friend!'' He shouted to Dean. ''Tsk. Prepare your flashlights. We'll be looking for that otaku.''

''What did our professor taught us when someone is missing?! Look for them immediately.''

Niccolo started to dig inside Kris's bag.

''f**k. That bastard even left his whistle.'' He said as he reached for the whistle.

''The radio? Can we use it?'' Levy suggested. She's gonna cry.

''I'll check it. His radio must be on his pocket.'' Mika tried calling the radio.

''Radio number cannot be contacted...The owner must be kilometers away from you when things get like this.'' A man said inside the radio.

''Where did that fucker go?'' I ask.

''KRIS!!!'' Levy started to shout as soon as we got out of the building.

''KRIS!!!" Mika followed her along with Loke.

Some loud noise swayed our focus back inside the building.

''Kris? Is that you?'' Levy ask with broke voice.

''This is not a funny prank, motherfucker.'' Niccolo is in the edge now.

I'm so horny right now. Then an idea popped in my head. Upstairs.

''Dean and I will be searching him. He must be just inside this building. A sound proof room maybe.''

''Why would he be there?'' Loke asked.

''He got the highest curiousity level among us. We'll search for him upstairs. The chance we have of finding him inside this stupid building is 68 percent...outside is 24 percent, 6 percent that he'll be back on his own. And 2 percent that his dead.'' I need Dean's meat right now, shoving me. I couldn't careless about Dean. His just pranking us. Maybe.

''Then I'll search the lower level of this building.'' Niccolo suggested. Great freaking idea.

''There's a lower level that this ground floor?'' I ask.

''Ah. That's true. This building seems to be a hospital or a laboratory. They will always have lower floors than ground floor. Maybe 5 or 6 floors underneath this shit...'' Niccolo stompped his foot three times. ''Loke, Mika and Levy. Watch for our things here. We'll part ways now.''

''Where's that hidden stairs?'' He talked to himself as he tried to remove small boulders and rubbish as he looked for something.

''We'll be heading upstairs now.'' I bid goodbye to them and brought Dean with me in the left wing, where obviously the stairs are.

''Why did you suggest that we check the upstairs?''

''I'm in the mood.''

''Huh?''

''I'm in the mood. I want s*x here. I need s*x. I've got my needs.''

''You really are blunt, aren't you? So starightforward even with that percentage you got a few minutes ago.''

''Ah. That was true though. After one round, we'll look for Kris.''

*BONUS*

Right at this moment, thousands of people around the world are warming themselves at a fire. They are sitting at beach bonfires, tossing pine cones onto a campfire in the woods, or shielding a little fire in their driveway from the wind. And every single one of these people would be happier if they were holding a marshmallow on a stick.

Build a fire. Ideally, start this an hour in advance so you have time to get perfect roasting coals. There are three successful ingredients to a good campfire.

A pile of dry tinder, such as paper, grass, dryer lint, or char cloth. If you didn't bring any and the weather is wet, collect pine cones or take shavings from inside a split log.

Small twigs to use as kindling. Build it gradually outward and upward from small to large, leaving plenty of space for air.

Dry branches about the size of your forearm, added gradually once the fire catc----

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