No Longer Human In Apocalyptic World

LD-TYPE A

They says, the old generations from the promising days described a night in any details— up above the dark sky are filled of fascinating stars, if someone would choose to stand on the surface of the Earth as they looked at the starry sky it feels like you were seeing the aperture of massive universe, and other humans are left frustrated after realising the stars is beyond of cloudy heights, and so they are too far away to catch the sight of.

More than anything, if someone kept their heads up to it, they would realise a reality where mankind's existence doesn't even matter out there.

It is a world beyond the world, a living organism beyond living organism, and mankind's beloved Earth is just a tiny planet floating in the darkness of space.

However, for these people who had never seen the night sky before, it was enough to make their hearts skip another beat in elation.

For the first time, an image from the textbook is no longer than an image captured a hundred years ago, in front of their eyes held the wonderful defiction by the cosmos.

"They are the stars...and they are so many, so many stars." Deserell exhaled with an unfamiliar condensed smoke similar to the fog as he shivered and hugged his trembling arms around himself.

An icy touch against his skin, only to make the body shake again and again. Going after Yuheiyo's who was carrying Farhana on his back, Deserell subconsciously turn his head to let go the wonders of outside sky to take a downcast look at Farhana's unconscious self, his low voice coming out is a bit gloomy, " I bet you would say to me, you shouldn't think this way, yet I think it is a pity for you not to see these stars you once talked to us."

"It is just stars..." Yuheiyo grumbled.

"Stars, " Deserell's tone softened, " an astromical object that's known made of hydrogen and helium, and set aside from our planet sun, they are the dots of light twinkling every night those untold names living back in the last days were indebted for, as guidance in their darkness...and I think is, they aren't something we could easily speak as mere stars right?"

"I appreciate the insightful thoughts, " a direct, softly-spoken voice commented, and there stood in front of them a young woman in early twenties as she wore her bloody and dirty stained lab coat, raising her left-hand for an attempted handshake.

"I am Dr. Roya Gervacria." She said it at the right moment when the cold wind began to blow a bit stronger. It forcefully made them shut their eyes for several seconds, and then at once they recovered, the blue eyes met another green one, and Roya's lips deliberately curved showing the usual tender and kind smile.

"Military Doctor?" Yet, one or two there's a hint of suspicion in Yuheiyo's speculation.

"I will not mind if anyone from your group would call me accordingly, according to each other's comfort, by the title or honorifics, it all depends on whatever you like. I do hope no one would forget that I'm older than any of you here." Though, if you give her another glance, Roya's height is not far from Deserell.

"Then, Dr. Roya, are you possibly waiting for us if I dare to assume it?" Deserell asks.

"Yes," Roya nodded. " I heard your friend was said to be infected. If you let me take a look, then..."

"That's great!"

"" Was he still intact?" Jane's walked in, disbelief crystal clear on her voice .

"And what do you mean by that?" Deserell retorted.

"Deserell are you blind? Can't you see he is already infected, are you planning to get us killed again?" Look, what happened to other seniors?"

"It wasn't brother Far's fault."

"Whether it was his fault or not, it wouldn't change the fact he was already infected. He will soon become a man-eating monster!"

"Please calm down, Ms. Jane, let me see Mr..."

"Farhana Vani, " Yuheiyo said.

"Okay, allow me to take a look at Mr. Vani first."

"Sister Roya? I know you're a certified doctor, but who knows what's lurking beneath his skin right now." Jane would not simply let up after what had occurred to her boyfriend, and its truama would last forever.

Senior Lu followed up by saying, "Please have a look at Junior Vani."

Jane reacts angrily, "What? Senior?"

"Allow Dr. Roya to handle these problems, and then we'll make a decision based on her advice."

From then on the silence descended on the group as they waited, their shoulders tensing with each passing second.

Each one took a spot on the rooftop, not closer but not that far from each other.

And, as given the night, it slowly deepened, which they don't have any idea anymore of what the current time is, maybe it was between nine or ten p.m. now.

It is not less than half an hour when Roya fully examined Farhana's case.

Now, in front of everyone, she was explaining the young man's dire circumstances and the bad news.

"The Living Dead—Type A was Mr. Vani's case of virus infection. He wouldn't become your normal zombie who walks on the street like a drunk gourd, however, let's whispers this one was a bit worse case scenario."

"LD-Type A? How come Farhana was caught with this? Aren't the chances too slim for anybody to take this kind of infection? Say, does the Academy of Science have been lying all this time?" Jane is as loud as ever as her head turned toward Farhana under Deserell's watch on his side, her probing eyes twitches at the sight.

Why?

Why does she feel there was something irritating right there?

Though, the focus was how can this be happening?

Isn't LD-Type A aren't possible anymore since the existence of it ended back in the last days?

But, the sudden appearance of the existence of the mysterious person who saved her earlier cannot explain by saying or he just fell out of LD- Type category.