In a world full of colors, shapes, and sounds, there was a man walking, immersed in feelings, until...!
Everything disappeared, just darkness swallowed everything. The man stood in the place that this world had become and wondered... what was I doing?
He looked right and left, taking in the emptiness around him. Had it always been like this?
He couldn't help but wonder as his world faded away a void appeared in his mind, covering everything he had ever known. The man had lost not only his world, but also the very idea of a world containing anything but emptiness. In this state, he felt nothing but bewilderment. It felt as though what he was used to was no longer possible.
Loneliness and isolation overwhelmed him, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cope with this situation
His world suddenly began to shake, and he woke up from his dream or nightmare.
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The darkness, even after he awoke, the darkness envelop the man.
Where am I?
How long have I been here?
Who am I, anyway?
The questions kept popping into the man's mind as he sat in what looked like a large cavern.
The man had nothing in his mind but memories of his existence in that empty world.
"What a terrible nightmare," he could only mutter.
The man's thoughts were in turmoil as he lived in this weird situation.
"I lost my memories in some random cave! Lucky me!" The man scoffed
The man walked forward, and despite being disturbed by the situation, he realized that he had to move quickly.
"I don't know what else might be here. I just hope I'm in a tourist area where I can easily find some people to help me."
The man had only taken a few steps before he collided with one of the cave walls.
"Damn it," the word came out of the man's mouth. then he continued his sarcasm, "awesome The place is so dark that I can't even walk without getting hurt."
The man changed direction and put his hands in front of him to protect himself from any further collision.
Fortunately, with time, his eyes grew accustomed to the darkness of the cave, which made his journey easier , Nevertheless, his anxiety increased, as he saw no humans, not even a trace of their presence.
This anxiety, however, did not last long, for a human-like figure appeared before him. Upon seeing it, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm safe," the man thought.
Seeing that the other person hadn't noticed him, the man raised his hands to the sky and waved them, shouting:
"You! I'm here!"
The figure turned toward him and began walking to him. Strange.
why wasn't it carrying a lamp or lantern?
Why bother walking in the dark?
The man soon found the answer to his questions: that's because what he had seen was not human, or at least it wasn't anymore.
Zombie... a headless zombie. That's what the man saw, and this monster was heading towards him at this moment.
Cold sweat trickled down the man's back, and his entire body began to tremble. He was completely unprepared for such a situation, and although his mind failed to assess the situation, his instincts screamed at him to do what he should:
"Run!"
And that's what he did
As soon as the man started running, the headless zombie followed him at an equal speed, and panic seized him. He didn't know what to do or where to go; he was terrified, and running seemed like the only solution. But even a fool would have realized that this situation couldn't continue. With every passing second, the headless zombie was getting closer and closer to the man. Not because it was faster, but because it maintained a constant speed, unlike the man, who was beginning to tire.
What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?
This was the only thought that was going through the man's mind at this time.
As if the situation wasn't bad enough, the man tripped over something on the ground and fell.
"Shit"
The man uttered the word as he listened to the sound of the headless zombie approaching. He turned his head to see it drawing closer, and his face contorted with anger and hatred. "Why are you chasing me? What have I done to you? You don't have a mouth You can't even eat me !" All the fear in the man's heart transformed into hatred. "You just want to harass me, torture me, and make my life worse." The man rose from the ground and grabbed the thing that had been obstructing him (a shovel). "perfect" he muttered, then turned his gaze toward the headless zombie, which was now very close.
" I will Kill you"
The man saiy, then he put the shovel over his shoulder. As the headless zombie approached, he swung the shovel with all his might, straining his muscles to the limit.
"Boom!"
The loud crash shattered the cave's silence, and the headless zombie slumped to the ground. The fool had rammed directly into the shovel, not even bothering to dodge, and now he was paying the price. The man stood, shovel in hand, while the headless zombie thrashed about at his feet. It tried to get up, but before to do it.
The man seized the shovel with both hands and raised it
"Boom!
" he blasted a second, then a third, a fourth, and a fifth blow. The man continued to pound the headless zombie like a crazy guy. Although exhaustion overwhelmed his arms, and although he began to pant heavily, and although he felt his muscles burning, he did't stop. Instead, he increased the speed of his blows. Amidst all this, he felt his mind melting and his consciousness fading. All that remained in his mind was the sensation of the cold iron of the shovel striking the mass of bloody flesh that had once been a headless zombie. And when his immersion in this sensation reached its peak, an echo of an unknown voice reverberated in his mind.
"Klaus," the name echoed in the man's ears, and with it came a sudden realization.
"That's my name!"