

Gigi didn't say anything anymore after that. She's just there in front of me, both her hands were placed on her face. For some reason, I feel like Gigi and I shared a huge connection with each other. We stayed like that for a moment, and I let her cry. I was holding the band-aid on my left hand, waiting for her to stop from wailing, and when she finally did, I immediately started pouring some drops of betadine on the cotton buds.









'How long have you been here?" she asked when she had finally composed herself.









I stopped from dropping betadine on the cotton bud and I looked up at her.









I smiled. 'Probably a week? I'm not really sure. But that's my estimate," I shrugged.









'With the two of your friends?"









I frowned. 'Justine and Peter?"









She nodded. I smiled at her and started applying the cotton bud to the wound on her right arm.









'





As soon as Peter said that I rose from where I was lying down and followed him. Of course, I was delighted to know that Ricky was already awake. And when we got there, I saw both Justine and Gigi standing surrounding Ricky. I walked beside them and examined Ricky who was sitting uncomfortably on the bunker bed.









'How are you feeling?" Justine asked.









Ricky did not say anything at first and he just roamed his eyes around us until it stopped to Gigi. And that's when several questions came to my mind. I honestly don't know what their relations are. Although I tried asking Gigi about that the last time, and she just gave me a vague answer. So, I figured out they don't want to talk about that.









'I'm doing good. How long have I been sleeping?" Ricky suddenly asked.









The three of us surrounded him as Justine continued talking to him. 'You've been unconscious 





'What was that?" I asked, looking now all stiff at Justine.



He shook his head indicating that he knew nothing about what Peter has said. Well, Peter mentioned something about a man and a woman and that they're not both infected. And I was thinking, how sure Peter was to say something like that? I mean, we never know. They could be infected, but they're not yet completely rotten.



That's possible.



Justine and I followed where Peter has gone to as we went towards the main gate. The darkness was giving us these eerie vibes, but thanks to the luminous moons above us, it's giving us some light. The whole place was deafeningly silent that all we could hear was our breath and the fireflies, as well as the noises from cicadas.



'Do you think Peter's right-" I stopped from asking a question when we have reached the main gate.



Over there was a blonde woman and a man in his black s

Gigi didn't say anything anymore after that. She's just there in front of me, both her hands were placed on her face. For some reason, I feel like Gigi and I shared a huge connection with each other. We stayed like that for a moment, and I let her cry. I was holding the band-aid on my left hand, waiting for her to stop from wailing, and when she finally did, I immediately started pouring some drops of betadine on the cotton buds.









'How long have you been here?" she asked when she had finally composed herself.









I stopped from dropping betadine on the cotton bud and I looked up at her.









I smiled. 'Probably a week? I'm not really sure. But that's my estimate," I shrugged.









'With the two of your friends?"









I frowned. 'Justine and Peter?"









She nodded. I smiled at her and started applying the cotton bud to the wound on her right arm.









'Yeah. It's funny actually. The three of us have been together for like weeks, right now we're still he

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