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    Meanwhile, on the streets, at a distance of one kilometre away, an Undead Priest is walking on the street, where five zombies are following him. He and the zombies are walking on a slow pace rather than a fast one. The Undead Priest, Sava, is having his black robe covered in blood marks from the villagers he was last night leading them in this city to chase four people who have entered their home with their "devilish virus", as Sava use to say when he encounters an infected.


    Sava observes a corpse of zombie, who is crawling toward where he stands. The zombie crawling to Sava is having his left leg cut from its body, his clothes are having stains of blood. His face is having a missing eye, jaw dropped, and his white skin face is having burn marks by four degree. Face is all messed up by probably being burned in a fire most likely.


    "You have gone through difficult times…" says Sava looking at the zombie who is slowly crawling to him. "You seem you are not afraid of me."


    The zombie was growling lowly, barely able to be heard by Sava, who is looking at him with pity. He then, decides to approach the thing, grab its head, look at the face, looking on its face, he observes a hole from the skull to its brain. Sava decides to poke the brain as hard as he can, without any hesitation, until the thing has stopped from moving. When it stopped from moving and growling, the thing has officially died, put it to its misery as some survivors are saying when they kill a zombie who once was a human like them.


    Sava leaves the corpse of the zombie where it stays, and continue moving forward on the street, looking around at all of the zombies who are staying still, hitting the doors with their hands and feet, while others are munching on dead corpses who once were zombies, or humans who weren''t able to become zombie due to their head being destroyed or brain hit hard enough to not allow them to transform into meat eating creatures.


    "Humans…" says Sava sniffing the air. "There are humans on here… Somewhere."


    He looks on his right hand, full of blood. He tries to concentrate, but he cannot get the exact location, nor where the injured human is hiding. All he can feel are the memories of the villagers he slaughtered on the plane crash or the one who was earlier killed for its own good. In order to see the visions of what others sees, Sava has to touch the blood of that person. It will get difficult to see the person point of view if all of its hand is full of blood of other "victims".


    After a few minutes of walking, Sava observes a climber zombie, climbing the walls of a seven-floor building complex that used to be home of citizens who were either having a life with job, or a life on parent''s money, college students, or worse, incels who are into weird stuffed animal costume in love with western media. The zombie who is climbing the building by using his weird green substance coming from its body that can acts like some kind of glue. A few researchers from Military bases of the Organization has come in contact with this type of zombies, at first they realized this green material is acting like a glue to anything it touches, but further tests need to be done.


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    "Wish I can do that." says Sava feeling sad that he wasn''t born with this type of power.


    As the climber zombie was close to arrive at the sixth floor, he stopped, look on the window, he bashed his head hard enough to break the window. He did that three times, and be managed to break the window, only to enters the building and disappear inside of it.


    "Humans?" wonders Sava looking at the window who was just broken a few seconds ago.


    He decides to check the building where the Climber entered. Not the one on the other street where the three fugitives are hiding. Sava can feel human smell, but he cannot pinpoint its exact location, so he decides to follow a climber type zombie who just entered a building for no reason.


    The three people, from the other apartment, are looking on the window, from floor two, seeing Sava entering the said complex apartment. He opens the door like no care in the world, and enters the place. As these three people have observed Sava going inside of another place, they start to sweat because they know this crazy undead is after them, and his other villagers are still here. But the gang doesn''t know the villagers have been killed by Sava hungry.


    "He''s here!" says Goran scared to his gang, leaving the window and walking a few steps away from the window.


    "What are we going to do?" asks Milan scared as Goran.


    "Don''t panic yet." says Dragan.


    "Do you have a plan?" asks Milan.


    "Yes." says Dragan. "All we need is weapons. If he is a human he can die by a shot in the brain. If he is a zombie, he can die by a shot in the brain, correct?"


    "So. We are going to shoot him?"


    "If he will leave the building." says Dragan.


    "With these many zombies?" asks Milan reminding Dragan there are zombies outside. "Hundreds are probably outside. walking and crawling. Even if you would shoot from a 9 mm with a silencer, they would still walk around to find the noise source."


    "That is the only way." says Dragan. "What do you want to do? Go outside and try to negotiate with that psychopath? He''ll try to kill us again, just like last time."


    Milan did say anything.


    Goran however, starts to check every cabinet, every shelf, every box of this room, to see if he can find a gun.


    Dragan and Milan decide to go on another apartment room''s to search for weapons. They do have weapons and everything else, but these weapons they possess are running low on ammunition, plus their weapons are on short range, so they will keep them when a horde would manage to get inside or Sava would find a way. They decide to keep their weapons under a bed in case Sava would manage to get inside.