#every step means you discover more and more that needs to be maintained... your old life and your new life. balancing one is hard enough

[silent-sentinels]

sleeping helped but not much...

[xcherricutie]

「 ✦ love doesn't die ✦ 」

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[Yandere!Zombie!Silver the Hedgehog × Human!Reader]

[Word Count - 10k]

[Summary - You've been living in an abandoned city for years. You figured your luck had finally run out when an infected hedgehog finds you, but it seems like he's not entirely dead]

[Tags: Zombie AU, reader is a human because I don't like writing anthro readers I'm sorry, Silver is also a bit taller than his canon height because I mean, come on, blood and gore, some guy loses an arm, Silver isn't super yandere for most of it because I suck at writing]

[Notes: First time writing for Silver, don't expect a masterpiece. Also, the ending is kinda doodoo mainly just cause I wrote 8k of this in one day and just wanted to be done, I didn't feel like coming back to work on it haha. I got the inspo for this from another one shot that is WAY better, I was also rereading the zombot arc and needed to do this. NOT PROOFREAD]

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Dark thunder clouds rolled in, covering the overgrown city in a deep darkness. As the city grew darker, flashes of light beamed down the corpse of what used to be a lively city. Turning a corner, the light revealed yet another empty street, much to your relief. Despite having walked these streets every day for the last five years, you were still wary of any signs of life. After all, most life left were the undead, the immortal corpses of loved ones long gone. As far as you knew, you were the only person left alive. You considered yourself especially lucky, you had never even left your apartment building from before everything collapsed. You maintained your old life to the best of your abilities, just with more isolation, and no internet for entertainment. 

You still recalled what life had been like before with vivid recollection. You remembered your old life back in high school, with all of your friends, human and mobian alike. You remembered the fairly frequent emergencies your world used to face, at the hands of a mad scientist. But that was a time gone by, a distant memory soon to fade from this world entirely. Assuming you were one of the only people left alive and sane, you were the sole carrier of those memories. It felt isolating, lonely, but you tried not to let it get to you. You didn’t want to live out your last days miserably. 

Letting the light of your flashlight guide you back toward the safety of your home, you silently walked across the street, glancing around occasionally for any stray undead. You had discovered they tended to stick together, following sounds, likely blind. But the darkness almost heightened their senses, so you had quickly made your way back home upon noticing the signs of a storm. Unfortunately, you hadn’t beaten the dark clouds, and had been forced to use your flashlight. While you were certain most undead were blind, not all were, and that had you worried. Coming across a human undead wasn’t much to stress about either, they were weak, bones and flesh crumbling at the slightest touch. It was the mobians that had you worried. Most mobians had strength beyond the comprehension of humans in their life, and that had carried over into their undead. You had managed to avoid them for the last five years, but that didn’t mean you weren’t stressing over finally finding one every time you went out for supplies and food. 

As the rundown, boarded up apartment building you called home came into view, you let out a sigh of relief, a small smile tugging at your lips. Just as you took a step forward, you heard a soft tap behind you, sending a violent shudder up your spine as you whipped around, flinging your flashlight in the direction of whatever had caused the source. The sound of your heart thundering filled your ears as your gaze bounced around in a panic, trying to identify the source. As your eyes fell to the ground, you noticed a tiny, circular dark spot on the ground, a wet spot. Staring at it as your panicked mind tried to piece together what was happening, a swashing sound filled your ears, your body suddenly soaked as the sky poured rain. Finally realizing it was only rain, your shoulders relaxed as you scoffed with a smile, rolling your eyes at your own paranoia. Perhaps isolation had done more damage than you had initially realized. 

Turning around, your heart came to a screeching halt in your chest, your blood freezing ice cold in your veins as your eyes met a pair of muted golden, bloodshot eyes. Tufts of messy white quills stood tall, nearly taller than you, stained a deep red shade. His maw was soaked in gore, the heavy stench of iron wafting from his being. He stared lifelessly into your eyes, almost as if looking straight through your head. Your mouth hung open, fear freezing your whole body as a silent scream began to build up within your throat. It seemed your luck finally caught up with you, as the especially tall mobian stood before you, his very presence setting your demise. There was absolutely nothing you could do to fend off the mobian, so as your instincts finally began to kick in, you chose the flight option of flight or fight. 

Turning tail, you immediately bolted down the street. Biting your lip to swallow your terrified scream, you glanced back to see if he followed. Your eyes flew wide open as his eyes were directly in your face, his presence filling the air behind you. He was fast. The scream you had bit back finally freed itself as you whirled around, slamming your flashlight into the side of his skull. You had expected the sounds of squelching to fill the air, but you had been surprised by how intact his flesh still was. How great for you. He just so happened to be one of the especially strong mobians. You were thoroughly screwed. 

His head whipped to the side as your flashlight smashed into his temple. The flashlight flew from your grip, momentarily distracting the undead hedgehog as the light whirled through the air. In that single moment of hesitation, you took the opportunity to run away, zigzagging through the dark. You hoped, prayed to anything that would listen that he happened to be at least slightly blind, but your luck had run bone dry as you heard the drum of footsteps just behind you. 

You pushed yourself harder, running as fast as your legs would carry you. If you could just lose him, for just a second, you could wrap back around and run home. You knew the city like the back of your hand, but you couldn’t risk leading him directly to your safe place. No amount of boards and nails could hold something like him back. 

Beginning to pant wildly, your lungs felt dry, suffocating you as you forced your legs to keep going. You couldn’t let yourself die like this, not after how long you had survived. Your eyes brimmed with tears as you swallowed, your mouth burning and dehydrated. But your ears were zeroed in entirely on the footsteps behind you, or rather, the fading sound of them. Pushing yourself onward, you immediately noticed the lack of footsteps behind you. Hope had instantly begun to overflow within you as you turned a sharp curve, circling back to your apartment building. 

Rushing through the doors, you slammed them shut behind you, taking a shaky breath as you slid to the floor. You were fairly certain that whole escapade shaved off ten years of your life expectancy, but at the very least, you were still alive. You supposed somebody out there must’ve heard your prayers, you thought for sure that undead would never run out of stamina. He is undead after all. 

Taking a moment to calm your breathing, you sucked in a deep breath, relaxing against the doors. Just as you thought to get up though, a loud thud rang through the room, vibrating against the door. Your heart jumped into your throat, eyes flying wide open as you forced your back firm against the door. You could nearly feel its presence just beyond the barrier of glass and boards, banging on the wood. 

Sucking in a sharp but silent breath through your teeth, you slid the bag that hung over your shoulders off, freeing your shoulders of its weight. Grabbing one of the loose boards, you steeled your nerves for whatever came after your next move. You knew you didn’t stand a chance fighting him, so you had to find a way to hold him off while searching for an escape route. 

With the remainders of your courage, you lifted yourself off the floor, back still firmly pressed against the door. The slamming grew more violent, almost as if it were getting impatient, the doors rattling as the boards weakened. You could hear the glass beneath the boards begin to crack, soon to give way. Taking a deep breath, you jumped away from the doors, the doors flinging wide open just as the pressure of your body gave way. 

The hedgehog stood before you, his silhouette being illuminated by the strike of lightning in the far distance. His golden eyes, despite being muted by the lack of life, nearly glowed in the dark, highlighting the spatter of blood across his face. 

You had expected him to immediately run for you, but he hadn’t budged from his spot, staring at you with an almost curious-like aura. You held the wooden board tightly in your grip, prepared to use it as a weapon, waiting for the lifeless body to make its move. Your body was nearly shaking now, the effects of your adrenaline beginning to wear off as your exhaustion caught up to you. You grit your teeth and bore through it, but the suspense had begun to take its toll as your body shook with fear. 

Your gaze had shifted down to his feet as you noticed his leg twitch, foot sliding forward ever so slightly, as if trying to sneak up on you. Your eyes widened upon the realization, an audible gasp slipping from your lips as your mind began to panic. It was intelligent, enough to attempt to evade your alarm. Your whole body bristled as your grip on the board tightened, before the tension in your body suddenly snapped. 

Letting out a scream of terror, you swung the board with all of your strength, the end hitting him square in the neck, knocking him to the ground. You lifted the board once more, slamming it on his head, before turning and taking off further into the building. You could hear it let out a frustrated growl, as if annoyed, his blood-soaked boots squeaking against the floor as he rose. But you didn’t dare look back as you ran towards the stairwell, flinging its metal door open and taking shelter inside. 

As soon as the door slammed shut, clicking into place, you ran up the stairs, your mind panicking as you tried to come up with a way out of this. There was no way out of the building other than the entrance that you had come in through. All of the first-floor windows were heavily boarded up, and there was no exit within the basement. The only other way you could think of was the fire exit, which was in the lobby, where the hedgehog hunting you down was. 

Through your jumbled thoughts, you hadn’t even noticed you had made it to the roof of the building until you pushed the door open, immediately being soaked by the onslaught of rain and wind. Thunder cracked in the sky, streaks of lightning flashing in the clouds. Your attention had momentarily been forced on the storm directly above you, before the sounds of footsteps echoing through the stairwell dragged you back into reality. 

You shut the thick metal door behind you, walking toward the edge of the roof. The wind pushed back as you stepped forward, the slick ground making you stumble as you stood over the edge. The drop was far too long for you to make the jump and survive, which meant you were now trapped here, with a hedgehog that had been very persistent in getting to you. This was it. You had finally met your end, after all these years. But you wouldn’t let the undead corpse have its way, even if you had to take your fate into your own hands. 

A loud thud pulled your attention back to the door, the sound repeating as visible indents had begun to form. You inched backwards, ever closer to the edge, until your heel was pressed into the edge, ready to slip with any slight movements. 

And then, with one final violent slam, the door burst open, revealing the infected hedgehog. An almost animalistic look glinted in his eyes as lightning struck, and you could’ve sworn you saw a faint aura surrounding him before disappearing in small flecks of glittering light. 

Taking a step forward, the hedgehog was immediately soaked in the rain as he approached you. A sharp gasp pushed past your lips as your eyes snapped from the undead to the edge just behind you. Your foot slipped ever so slightly, a startled cry catching in your throat as your arms flailed, attempting to regain your balance. 

Your heart leapt into your throat as your body tipped over the edge, your mind suddenly in a flurry as you realized this was your end. At the very least, you weren’t going to be eaten alive like you had feared. That was the only comfort you received as you fell over, your balance slipping as the ground disappeared from beneath your feet. 

Eyes squeezed shut, you had expected to feel the wind rush past you, before meeting a swift end. Memories flashed through the darkness at a dizzying rate, your heart beating so fast you thought it’d explode before you hit the ground. You had expected everything around you to disappear, the chill of your soaked clothes fading into nothingness, or the feeling of your heart finally stilling. But the only new sensation that had hit you was the feeling of a hand wrapped tightly around your wrist, yanking you upward. 

You felt the air forced from your lungs as your body collided with something wet, freezing cold. A chill ran down your spine as your eyes opened, vision being filled with white despite the darkness. Your nose tingled as strands of fur tickled the tip, leaving behind a cold sensation as your senses were suddenly overwhelmed, overflowing. You were still alive. You had been pulled back up into safety. Or so it had seemed, but the false sense of safety suddenly washed away like the rain as you finally realized what had pulled you back up. 

The hedgehog’s grip around your wrist remained, his other hand now holding your opposite wrist. You stood completely frozen, your mind trying to understand just exactly what had happened. Never, in the last five years of your isolation, living in a world with the undead, had you seen anything of the sort. Not only had every single thing that could walk wanted you dead, but none had the capacity or understanding to save you from death, not even for their own gain. Whatever this thing was, it certainly wasn’t like the others. It wasn’t entirely dead or alive. 

You didn’t know what to do. Judging by the blood spatters dotting his body, the hedgehog was definitely infected. The blood couldn’t have been his own. Which meant that, regardless of his mental capacity, he was still fully willing to eat a living being. Your life was still in danger, even if he had pulled you into some twisted form of safety seconds ago. You were stuck in place, you couldn’t move. Who was to say he wouldn’t sink his teeth into your throat the second you moved even an inch? He certainly had the perfect view of your throat after all, his muzzle leaned against your shoulder. 

After a long moment, one that had felt like years, you finally gave off a sign of life, your wrist twitching in his hold. When he made no efforts to bite into your neck, you gently pulled away just enough to look down at him, to at least try to gauge what was going on beneath the surface. But there was nothing in his eyes to suggest any thought process, no expression that told you he was in control. He simply stared up at you, his eyes shining with the occasional strike of lightning. Even without the sparkle of life, they still seemed bright, a remnant of what once was. 

A particularly close flash of lightning caused you to jolt, eyes going wide. As your facial expression changed, so too did his, eyes going wide slightly, like a delayed reaction. Almost as if mimicking you. You sighed deeply, unsure of what to do. You certainly couldn’t shake the hedgehog, you were stuck with him, but you couldn’t just stand out here and wait for the lightning to finish the job. So, despite what your gut was warning you of, you gave the undead’s hand a slight tug. 

“You, ah...” You paused, half wondering if he could even understand you. What were you even thinking, of course not, but that didn’t stop you from at least trying. “You seem smart. Do you understand me?” 

No reaction. Not even a blink of the eye. You didn’t know what you were expecting, a twitch in his facial muscles or a fully constructed sentence. Regardless, you continued, with the hope that maybe some nerves in his brain were still alive and kicking. He did save you, after all. “We need to go inside. It’s not safe out here.” 

Still unreactive, you decided to just hope your words got through to him, and gave his hand a stronger tug. You pulled the hedgehog slightly, waiting with bated breath for a violent reaction. But he simply let you tug and pull, dragging him back inside, back into the safety of the building. And yet, it had lost its sense of safety as you pulled the undead hedgehog behind you, straight to your safe space, your own room. 

Pushing the door open, a sense of security washed over you, happy to at least be home once again. Even if the hedgehog killed you here, at least it’d be in your home. You had to look on the positive side of having an undead follower for now. 

“This is my home,” You spoke, despite knowing your words would never reach him. You had even shot him a nervous smile, trying to be friendly. It was the least you could do to calm yourself and hopefully the hedgehog as well. Your mind was in shambles. 

“We’ll be safe here. I’ve been here for years.” You said, leading the hedgehog further into your home, telling yourself over and over in your mind to just pretend he was alive. Pretend he wasn’t a threat. 

As you continued to speak, walking around with the infected in tow, you attempted to pull your wrist from his grip, the same wrist he had grabbed to save you. The wrist that he hadn’t released the entire time since pulling you back from that edge. You pulled your wrist away, without even thinking as you spoke all about your time surviving the last few years. It had been your first time talking in years, and had gotten carried away, forgetting that you were still in the midst of danger. You had been forced back to reality as he gripped your wrist nearly painfully tight, pulling you back to his side with force. You looked down at him with wide eyes, your heart rate quickly picking back up as you looked down at him. 

Still showing no signs of life. You didn’t understand what was happening, what was going through that head of his. Some thought must have been present, he had the ability to understand your life had been in danger, he understood to follow when you pulled. He had the ability to resist killing you. So why? Why did he seem so dead, when there was obviously still some amount of life hidden just beneath the blood coated surface? 

“Um... You can let go now,” You tried to calmly say. Instead of seemingly not understanding though, now your words seemed to annoy him, as his empty stare turned into a frustrated look. You felt his fingers tighten around your wrist, his grip quickly growing painful. “I-It’s okay, really. I won’t go anywhere. I’ll stay right here.” 

You hoped that was what he wanted to hear. It was the only thing you could think of that made sense. He didn’t want you to leave his side, but why? Was he saving you for later? Did he still fully intend on taking your life? Why wait? You tried to wrap your mind around the situation, despite knowing there likely was no explanation. At least not one you could get to on your own. Likely, the hedgehog himself was the only thing that knew what was going on. He definitely had some train of thought, you were certain of it now, especially since he confirmed being able to understand you, to some degree. 

“Uh...” Mind scrambling for anything that could help you, you looked around your small apartment, trying to find something to get you out of this situation. “Wh-Why don’t you sit down? Come on.” 

You gave a light tug, trying to direct him to the slightly tattered sofa in the room. He didn’t budge for a moment, staring at you, as if he were eyeing you. But after a second’s passing, he let you pull him toward the sofa, sitting him down. He sat down with no direction at all, which had surprised you, as you didn’t think you’d ever actually seen an infected sitting down. 

You sat down next to him, being sure to put a few inches between you and him. He stared at you once again, putting an unsettling feeling within your being. But just as that feeling began to form, you felt his fingers loosen around your wrist, surprising you. His eyes remained trained completely on you, but at the very least, he seemed calmer. 

As your eyes met his, your brows furrowed as you thought. You had never even thought you’d be in a situation like this. You wondered if you could even take this to your advantage. He didn’t seem to be after your life anyway. 

“You can understand me, can’t you?” You asked. When you received no indication that your words got through, you began to think. Perhaps he wasn’t entirely capable of showing that he understood? He could show facial expressions, but so far you had only seen expressions of annoyance or frustration. Maybe he couldn’t show signs of other emotions. You hummed, finger tapping your chin as you tried to think of something to help you get through to him, or at least form some type of communication. A thought crossed your mind, making you perk up as you jumped to your feet. Your sudden movement clearly startled the hedgehog, but you failed to notice as you rushed past him with a burst of excitement. 

Practically shoveling through a closet of your old belongings and things that just had no use nowadays, you finally found what you had been looking for. You slammed down a pencil and paper on the coffee table before the hedgehog, missing the sudden jerk of his body as you surprised him. You looked up to him with a bright grin, unable to contain your excitement at the idea of getting to study the infected, getting to know him and have a look into his mind, without your life being in danger. 

“Okay, so you obviously have some capacity for thought,” You began, reaching out for his hand. He didn’t resist when you grabbed ahold, placing the pencil in his hand. “Try writing something, anything. A word, a number, your name, whatever you want.” 

The hedgehog just stared at you, unmoving. As seconds began to turn into minutes, you wondered if you got too excited. It did seem silly, now that you thought about it. You had assumed that since he managed to express some emotions, especially to your words, that he had some understanding of language. And he had shown himself to possess some motor skills, so why not writing? At the very least, he could do a little scribbled drawing. But it was pretty farfetched to think that something like him, something lacking thought and morals, could communicate. 

But your thoughts were cut off as you heard the scratching of lead against paper. With much applied force, the hedgehog began to slowly but surely make out letters, and soon, a very poorly written word had been forcefully drawn on the paper. The paper had ripped in some places, and the pencil had broken, making the lead appear rubbed. But despite that, there was still very plainly a word written in large across the paper. “Silver”. 

“Silver...” You squinted your eyes at the paper, before they widened as you made the connection. “Is that your name? Silver?” 

The lack of reaction this time finally confirmed your thoughts. If you had been wrong, he would’ve shown signs of frustration, but there was nothing. This was your sign. You had been right. He just lacked the ability to show other expressions, but still had the ability to think. There were still signs of life inside him after all. 

“Oh wow, this is...” You fell to your knees in front of the table, sitting across from him. You stared into his eyes, momentarily awe-struck. You had found somebody; somebody you could actually communicate with. “I can’t believe it. You can actually talk. I-I haven’t spoken with anyone in years. Wait, can the others talk too?” 

Silver’s brows furrowed slightly, your sign of communication, his version of “no”. You visibly pouted, disappointed by the answer, but you couldn’t be surprised. Silver was the only one who could even think, let alone show emotions. 

You wanted to ask him more. You wanted to get to know him. You had gotten lost in your thoughts, trying to figure out more ways to talk with him. You had come up with the idea of asking him yes and no questions and having him write down the answers on the paper. He had been bad about writing too big to fit multiple words on the paper, which had resulted in you running out of paper and ending up just writing on the wooden table. But you didn’t care at this point, too interested in finding out everything you could about Silver, which ended up being quite a lot. 

You had discovered that Silver was once one of the heroes who used to defend the world from the mad scientist who often put it in danger. You had also found out that he was the very last hero to live in the end, every one of his friends dying off one by one to the virus. Thanks to his psychokinesis, he had survived for years, only recently finally losing the fight. Apparently, he had been searching for the cure all this time, a person with special immunity to the virus. In the end, his efforts had gone to waste though, and he had died. You didn’t even know how to begin to process any of that, and by the time you had found out everything, it was late into the night hours. You were running on fumes, eyes struggling to stay open as you thought of another question to ask Silver. 

Your eyes widened slightly as Silver set the pencil down, leaning back onto the sofa. You couldn’t get past the jarring, dead and empty look in his eyes, which never even blinked. It felt odd seeing him move around, seeing him interact with his surroundings, with you, despite the obvious lack of life. For the most part anyway. 

Silver’s hand caught your eye as it softly pat the sofa next to him. You tilted your head in confusion, before realizing what he meant, surprising you. You didn’t think he was capable of that level of awareness, noticing your own emotions. You let out a soft chuckle as you stood, stretching out with a yawn. 

“I’m still shocked that somebody like you even exists,” You said, giving Silver a smile. You failed to notice the slight twitch of his eyes; the flicker of some emotion hidden deep within him. “I guess all those years of perseverance keeps you going. I bet you could cure yourself if you tried hard enough.” 

You joked, but it also made some amount of sense. He was a super powered hedgehog, far beyond anything like you’d ever seen. If anyone could overcome the virus, it would likely be him. You had assumed at this point that his interest in you was because he’d finally found someone alive, someone who wasn’t braindead. You would quickly find though, that wasn’t the only reason for his interest. 

You had decided against Silver’s offer, telling him you were going to sleep in your own room. He had expressed slight annoyance at this, but calmed down after you told him he could sit and watch for danger in the living room. And while it felt nice to know there was somebody who wanted to protect you now, you also didn’t trust that Silver could control his hunger. So just in case, you had locked your bedroom door. You knew it’d do little to stop him, should he really want to get in, but it gave you some comfort. 

Despite your initial excitement, you couldn’t help the fear that Silver was still a danger to you. He could think and communicate, sure, but did that stop him from eating people? Had he actually eaten anyone before? You didn’t dare ask him, scared it was a touchy subject. He had emotions, so it was obvious he must’ve felt something toward his sickness, his “condition”. He was dead, of course it was a touchy subject. So, you lived in uncertainty now, fearing the day Silver lost control. 

But you’d find out his hunger wasn’t what you had to worry about. You found that out almost immediately the next day, explaining to Silver that you had to go out again and search for food. To put it simply, he was not happy. 

“Silver, I have to go out! I will literally die without food!” You argued, pulling on your wrist as Silver held you tightly. He didn’t move or even budge a single muscle, your efforts doing little to escape his hold. You grumbled in annoyance, glaring down at him. “Would you rather me die? I don’t think I’ll be as lively as you when I’m dead.” 

Your words seemed to cut through whatever stubbornness he had been feeling as he returned the glare tenfold but released you. You huffed, rubbing your pained wrist, turning away from him. You grabbed your bag that you had retrieved from the lobby (without Silver, of course), stuffing inside anything you may need on your trip out. You had to leave space for food though, which meant you couldn’t bring very much with you, aside from a flashlight and a knife. 

“I’ll be fine, Silver, promise. I’ve been doing this longer than you, after all,” You teased, though you’re unsure he found it very humorous. But you didn’t linger on it, slinging the bag over your shoulder. “You could even come with me and help. It’d be nice to have some help for once.” 

This seemed to perk Silver up, as his glare relaxed into that empty look you were coming to know. You smiled, a small chuckle escaping your lips. Perhaps he still retained that heroic personality he had in life, trying to protect you from any and all harm. 

With that settled, you and Silver headed out. Silver took the lead right away, keeping a lookout for any infected. The city was empty and silent, most undead out in the woods, looking for wild animals for sustenance. The eerie silence was still jarring to you, even after all these years. Even with all of the plant life overrunning the city, there was a lack of wildlife. No birds chirping, or squirrels running about. As far as you could tell, Silver and you were the only life for miles. Or so you had assumed. 

A splash of water broke through the silence, drawing your attention as you looked down into the murky puddle your boot had stepped in. Your reflection rippled through its surface before disappearing as you lifted your boot, unsettling the mud. You let out a soft hum, eyes glancing around your surroundings. All was quiet, even with Silver at your side now. You found his silence gave you almost a sense of foreboding. Were the infected all this quiet? 

Your attention focused on Silver; you didn’t even register the sound of water splashing just behind you. You barely had time to process the hand that reached out from behind, a shiver running down your spine as your mind lagged behind, realizing just seconds too late what was happening. 

Silver’s feet dragged as he trudged forward, bleary eyes shifting back and forth as he looked around. All was quiet, and his sharp sense of hearing didn’t pick up anything other than the thuds of your footsteps just behind him. Hearing a splash of water, Silver’s ear twitched slightly, but shrugged it off as your presence. It was strangely quiet, even for him. 

A sharp, shrill scream pierced that silence, startling Silver as he whipped around, trying to focus his eyes, trying to find you. His eyes landed on your form, legs kicking as you tried to fight off the infected that had snuck up on you. Its hand wrapped around your face, other hand holding your shoulder as it leaned in close to your neck. 

Swinging your body back and forth, you tried to shove it off, letting out a startled cry as you felt its hot breath down your neck. Tears brimming in your eyes, you grabbed it by the arm, using all of your strength to fling it over your shoulder. Its body slammed against the ground, the rotten flesh of its arm tearing clean off. 

A shudder ran down your back as you dropped the dead flesh, your blurry eyes landing on Silver as he rushed to your side. But you didn’t have time to focus on him as your peripheral vision caught sight of movement, whipping to face whatever was approaching next. Your eyes widened to see not just a few stray infected, but an entire horde. The streets were filled with undead, the putrid scent of death hitting your nose. 

“Th-They’re everywhere,” You muttered, turning to look at Silver. If an infected could look panicked, Silver surely did right now. His eyes were wide, shoulders stiff as he leaned closer to you, as if to try and protect you. But even Silver couldn’t fight off an entire horde, he had found that out in his final moments of life. 

The storm had to have led them in, you assumed. They relied on their sense of sound and must’ve lingered even after the storm passed. They had you and Silver completely surrounded, and there was nothing you could do to get through. Your heart hammered in your chest, your breathing growing erratic as your eyes darted around for any kind of escape. 

Body trembling, you felt your knees grow weak with fear as you realized, this was likely your end. It had been just your luck to finally find someone who could change your life, only to have it all ripped away from you. You squeezed your eyes shut as you noticed the infected beginning to approach, your tears streaming down your face as you tried to shut the world out. 

Just as you closed everything out though, you felt a cold hand wrap around your own, fingers squeezing gently. You peeked your eyes open, meeting the pair of golden eyes you thought you’d never get the chance to see again. But something was different, there was a whole new layer of color to them, a turquoise aura surrounding both you and him. But that wasn’t what caught your eye. It was the smallest upturn of his lips, crinkling his muzzle ever so slightly. You hadn’t even thought it possible for him to make any expressions other than aggravation, but in your final moments, he had given you the comfort you didn’t even realize you desired for all these years. 

Your mind had been distracted from what you had assumed would be your final few seconds in life, your eyes entirely on Silver. Something about your gaze, the way your eyes lit up upon seeing his smile, it made something deep within Silver flutter to life. Something he had rarely ever felt, even in his days alive. It gave him the strength to use up what little power he had access to in his rotten body, lifting his body from the ground. You hadn’t even realized what was going on, having closed off the world as your mind focused entirely on Silver’s face, on his smile, his soft and kind eyes. It wasn’t until your feet had left the ground, did you finally come back down to Earth. 

Your eyes widened as you looked down, the ground getting further and further away as Silver lifted you just above the infecteds’ reach. Your eyes practically lit up with exuberance, nearly welling with more tears as you realized Silver had once again saved your life. But that excitement quickly dissipated as your eyes met his, noticing the strained look written across his face. He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a soft groan as the aura surrounding you had begun to flicker and disappear. He had just barely managed to land on the roof of a tall building, thankfully with no entry to the roof. They were safe, for the time being. 

“Silver, that was amazing!” You exclaimed, wrapping your arms around him without even thinking. Silver’s eyes widened as he felt you squeeze him close, muttering words of thanks over and over as you pressed your face into his shoulder. 

A sharp jolt burst through Silver’s body, causing him to twitch slightly in your hold. It felt electrifying, like something within him had been shocked to life. It almost felt as though his heart had been jumpstarted, his cold, dead body, blood that had long since stagnated beginning to heat up his body. But it wasn’t just that. It wasn’t that your touch had brought his body back to life, more so that it had given life to a brand-new feeling, an indescribable feeling that Silver immediately knew he had to protect at all costs. 

“Oh, but...” You pulled away slightly, much to Silver’s dismay, as you cast your gaze over the edge of the building. The sky was still cloudy, blotting out the sunlight, the wind sending a chill down your spine. “We’re stuck up here now. Do you think you could fly the rest of the way home?” 

Silver frowned deeply, giving you your answer. You sighed, shoulders drooping in disappointment. That meant, that until the horde either dispersed, or Silver gained enough energy to fly once again, you were stuck up here. And the fact that you had yet to eat anything today was finally starting to catch up with you, your body feeling tired and weak. 

Your gaze lifted back up to Silver’s, finally realizing your arms were still wrapped around him. You could barely even recall the fact that he was dead anymore, the only reminders being the sickly sweet smell coming from him, and the droopiness of his eyes. But the way he held you softly in his arms, the smile he had given you to comfort you in what could’ve been your final moments, it felt so much like a real person. Like there was still somebody in there. Somebody who cared for you. 

“Can you smile again?” You asked, both genuinely curious, and missing the presence of his smile. Silver seemed a bit caught off guard, his body tensing slightly. His hands pulled away from you, leaving a cold, empty feeling where they had been, which you ignored. It had been far too long since you felt physical contact with another being. 

Silver’s cheeks twitched slightly as he struggled to curl his lips upwards. He had even squeezed his eyes shut, trying to pull his lips upward, but they simply wouldn’t budge. You frowned slightly, wondering if doing even the simplest things overexerted his muscles. They were pretty much dead, after all. It was shocking he could even do it before. 

Letting out a frustrated growl, Silver lifted his fingers to his cheeks, pushing the corners of his lips upward. Your eyes widened at the annoyed hedgehog who forcefully turned his lips upward, giving him a very strange and almost scary appearance, had you not known what was going on. For a moment, you could only stare in pure surprise, before a sputter of laughter escaped your lips. Covering your mouth, you tried to hide the laughter that bubbled up within you, but you couldn’t help the giggles that escaped. Soon enough, your hidden giggles turned into uproarious cackling, sides nearly splitting as you doubled over. 

Like an infection, your euphoria spread to Silver, nearly having to do a double take as you caught sight of his face. His lips had been pulled into a tight smile, mimicking your own. His sharp canines stood out, stained slightly red, his gums showing from how hard he was pulling. But despite that, you couldn’t help the excitement bubbling within you at the sight, chuckling. 

“You have a lovely smile, Silver,” You said, your words causing Silver to falter, his lips trembling. It felt like his heart was trying to stutter back into life, almost painfully so. He didn’t think he’d ever felt an emotion as strong as what was going through him now. And your words only made it worse as you continued. “I’m so glad I met you.” 

Silver knew from that moment that he needed to keep you, he wanted you at his side, forever. 

It had taken a few hours, but the horde of the undead had finally begun to disperse, following sounds in the woods, looking for their next meal. Silver had also gathered just enough energy to fly back home, holding you tightly, taking every chance he could to squeeze you against his own body. You were so warm against him; it was becoming addicting. 

Before finding you, Silver had assumed there was no life left aside from the occasional wild animal. But even those were becoming rare. He thought it a curse that he could see the world around him, that he still had some thought and comprehension, but that he lacked control of his own body. It wasn’t until he saw you for the first time, roaming the dark streets, did he finally feel like himself. He needed to see you, to see an actual living being. He had died all alone and thought the rest of his undead life would be the same, and you changed that. You were like his lifeline, keeping him connected with his humanity. He needed you. 

Once you had made it back home, you made sure to lock the front door, pushing a shelf in front of it with Silver’s help. It wouldn’t stop a group of infected, but it might stop one or two. Maybe. Silver didn’t make it seem like a silly idea, so you found comfort in that. 

As the hours grew late, putting a close to your second day since finding Silver, you found yourself practically attached at the hip to Silver, the same going for him. Asking him more questions about himself and his life, you were enthralled by him. It had been many years since you got to bond with anyone, it felt like you couldn’t detach yourself from him if you tried. 

Letting out a yawn, you leaned back onto the sofa, having run out of ideas to ask him. Communicating with someone via yes or no questions could only get you so far, and you felt like you had hit that limit. There wasn’t much left to ask him, now the information you sought could only be given by him, and that obviously wasn’t possible. As much as you wished for it, Silver still lacked the ability to actually speak, and likely would forever. 

“I guess that’s it for today. It’s too bad we couldn’t find anything, I’m starving,” You mumbled, your stomach growling. It wasn’t like you hadn’t gone a day without food before, but it was still slightly painful. You sighed, standing up as you smiled at Silver. “I guess I’ll just have to try again tomorrow. Hopefully they’ll have cleared out by then.” 

As you turned away, going to prepare for bed, you failed to notice the look of disapproval on Silver’s face. He watched you walk away, a slight scowl on his face. 

Walking into your bedroom, you stretched out your arm, though came to a screeching halt as an intensely sharp pain stabbed through your shoulder, nearly drawing a cry of pain out of you. You hissed, letting your arm go slack as you rushed into your bathroom. The dim moonlight bathed the room in an almost blueish light, highlighting the red gash that had been scratched across your neck and shoulder. You could only stare with wide eyes, your mind unable to process the sight before you, breath caught in your throat. How had you failed to notice that? When did it happen? 

As the memory of the infected that had snuck up on you passed through your mind, you faintly recalled feeling an uncomfortable scratch across your collarbone that you hadn’t given much thought to at the time. Your life was in danger, you were focused entirely on escaping the situation. But now that you were home, and hours had gone by, the blood had dried, and the wound had begun to heal. It wasn’t a deep scratch. Just enough to break the skin. But was that all it took to turn? To become infected? 

It had been hours, you reminded yourself. Turning was usually immediately. But you also knew there were rare cases where it could happen over a course of time, slowly killing the host. You had been infected. There was no doubt about it. 

Stumbling back into your bedroom, you collapsed against the old, beaten mattress. There was nothing you could do except hope that you woke up tomorrow morning. You couldn’t tell Silver. He had finally found someone he could talk to. Someone he could bond with. You didn’t want to crush that so soon. 

Closing your eyes, you ignored the pain in your shoulder, letting slumber take you. You had been fully prepared to just never wake up again, at least not fully. But much to your surprise, you woke up the next day, sunshine pouring into your room through an unboarded window. You blinked away your sleepiness, slightly confused as to why you were still you, before jumping out of bed. 

Rushing to your bathroom, you checked your collarbone once again. The scratch remained, still healing. You had honestly thought it to be a dream when you woke up, but seeing it there, feeling the remaining pain as you moved your shoulder, you knew it was real. 

You didn’t know what to do. Your mind was rushing for a solution, or at least a way to keep this from Silver. You didn’t want him to see you change. You had to come up with some sort of plan to get away from him before changing, and today was the perfect opportunity. 

That was what you had thought, until Silver had decided not to let you out at all today. Just like yesterday, he held you by your wrist tightly, refusing to let you walk through your door. You had even tried the same reasoning as yesterday, saying that he could come with, but he still wouldn’t let you go. You had thought it was because he hadn’t been there to keep you safe from being grabbed, but you were fine as far as he was aware. There was no reason for him to feel bad. 

“I have to go out, I need food, I’m hungry! Just let me go!” You huffed in frustration, ignoring the pain in your shoulder as you tried to tug your arm free. Silver simply glared up at you, visibly growing more frustrated the longer you fought him. He didn’t understand why you thought it was okay to go out again, not after yesterday. Not after he nearly lost you. 

“Let me go!” You raised your voice, trying to urge him to free you. It seemed your tone only made him mad, as he roughly yanked your arm, a searing pain shooting through your shoulder. You cried out in alarm, holding your shoulder as you hissed. “You’re hurting me, Silver!” 

Your cries of pain seemed to startle him as his grip loosened significantly, almost enough for you to pull your arm free, but his grip returned just as you tried to pull. As your eyes met his, you could see a look of not just frustration in his eyes, but confusion. Guilt suddenly squeezed at your heart, making you sigh as your shoulders fell. 

“Okay, if you don’t want me to go, then why don’t you? You’re one of them after all,” You said, giving him a small, comforting smile. “That way, I can stay safe at home, and you can bring me food.” 

Silver let you go at that, agreeing immediately. He walked past you, shoving the shelf blocking the door aside with ease. As he looked back, your eyes widened as he gave you the tiniest of smiles. The sight made your heart flutter, but at the same time sink, knowing it would be your last time getting to see such a smile. The smile of someone with perseverance great enough to live beyond death. 

You gave Silver a bright grin in return, your smile remaining until the door had closed behind him, leaving you alone with your own thoughts. It was just like before now, when you were all alone. Silver was gone. And it had left a bigger hole in your heart than you thought it would. 

But you had no time to waste. You didn’t know when it would happen. You had to disappear before Silver could return, without being noticed. You waited until you were certain Silver was gone before preparing. 

The table was covered in Silver’s scribbles now, with little room left. Taking a marker, you wrote over Silver’s handwriting, writing a small apology, that you didn’t want him to see you turn. With your final words written, you took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of your old apartment one last time. Since showing up, Silver had left that sickeningly sweet smell everywhere he went. A smell that once made you sick and terrified, you found some sense of comfort in, knowing it was from him. 

You wished you could’ve had more time with him. You wished you could’ve met Silver before everything, before he and everyone around him died. You imagined you would’ve been great friends. But you couldn’t linger on that, not anymore. 

Slipping out of your apartment, you made certain that you were completely alone before exiting the building. The streets were silent once again, but this time, you knew nothing was around. Not even Silver. You were alone. 

Making your way into the woods that had begun to creep up on the old city, you were surrounded by the darkness the trees provided, hiding you from the light. Even in the woods, it was dead silent aside from the wind rustling the leaves and branches. It was a lonely final resting place, but you preferred that over putting Silver in even more pain. 

With one final glance back, you could see your memories flashing through your eyes just like before, but at a slower pace now, reminding you of everything you’d lost, and the friend you were going to lose now. You were simply thankful you got the chance to meet Silver. For a mere second, you thought it might’ve been possible he himself was the cure he had been searching so long for. After all, he was still alive, even though his body technically wasn’t. The thought made you smile, comforting you as you disappeared into the darkness. 

The sun had begun to drift lower and lower into the sky. Silver stared up at the sky as it turned from a bright blue into a brilliant orange. Despite the beautiful view, Silver only wished you could’ve been with him to witness it. He knew he had made the right decision in leaving you home, especially since he had seen a few infected during his search. But he still couldn’t help but miss you, wanting to be always at your side. 

Making his way back home, Silver pushed the door open, mustering up his best smile as he held his arms out, showing off the food he had found in his search. But upon seeing the empty room, Silver dropped the food without a thought as he looked around. Where were you? Why were you not here waiting for him? 

Red ink scrawled across the table caught his attention, golden eyes landing on the message. Taking in its words, Silver didn’t even think it possible to feel his blood pressure skyrocket, and yet the feeling that overcame him in those two seconds rivaled the feeling. 

Silver didn’t think he’d ran that fast since he was alive. He didn’t even know he could run as fast as he was, nor did he think he had the same heightened sense of smell as the other infected until he was completely zeroed in on your scent, on the blood in your scent. He couldn’t lose you, not now, not after he’d finally found someone to be with. Someone who was alive and made him feel alive. He had to have you, no matter what. Even if you were infected, he’d find a way to help you. You could be just like him; he would make you be just like him. Even if he had to infect you himself. 

The sun had begun to dip below the horizon, and the woods grew darker with each second. You shivered as the wind blew a chill down your spine, wrapping your arms around yourself for warmth. Despite the pain in your shoulder, you couldn’t feel any effects of the virus. Perhaps you were one of the rare cases that had to suffer longer? It certainly lined up with the luck you had. 

The leaves crunched softly underneath your boots as you walked, your mind drifting as time slowed to a crawl. You were just ready for it to be over. Silver was probably already home, though you couldn’t even begin to guess what his reaction would be. You guessed he might try to look for you, but you’d already be turned and long gone before he could find you. You felt guilty, but it wasn’t like letting Silver watch you turn was any better. 

Your mind was brought back to reality as you heard a particularly loud gust of wind. Looking around, you felt your fear begin to crawl from the pits of your stomach, and up your spine. Squeezing yourself tighter, you forced yourself to take a deep breath, before continuing on. 

Before you could take even a single step forward though, you were suddenly and violently tackled to the ground. You let out a startled cry, your shoulder slamming against the ground, forcing a scream from your lungs. You felt a hand grab your injured shoulder, flipping you over with great force, nearly knocking the wind out of you. 

Your eyes met a pair of wildly glowing golden eyes, a sneer pulling at his lips, revealing his canines. You cried out in alarm, trying to crawl away, Silver’s tight grip holding you in place underneath him. You had no time to react, no time to stop him as he bent down, immediately sinking his teeth into your collarbone. You let out a shrill scream, feeling your own blood soak your clothes and skin, staining Silver’s muzzle. You fought and shoved against him, feeling the cool air hit your skin as he pulled away, revealing his dripping maw, blood trickling down his canines. 

“Mine,” A strained, raspy voice spoke, startling you. He repeated the word over and over, rubbing his nose against your neck. He switched to the other side, making you panic as you felt his sharp teeth brush over your skin. He sunk his teeth into your flesh, taking in your scent, practically burning it into his brain. He was never letting you out of his sight again. You were his, he needed you, you were all he had left in this world. 

Pulling away, Silver stared at the sight of you below him. Your neck was littered with bites, and after the third bite, you had lost the strength to fight him, just waiting to succumb to your death. Your eyes drooped, a sleepiness unlike anything you’d ever felt washing over you, granting you relief. 

As your eyes fell shut, you could feel Silver lift you, holding you against his fluffy chest. You leaned into his surprisingly warm hold, deciding to just go with it. You were dead anyway, so you might as well soak it in. Despite everything, you were still glad to have met Silver. 

It felt like time had slowed to a near stop, and you couldn’t differentiate minutes between hours, and days between years. It felt like you had been forced to wake though after a long time, sunlight pouring over you, bathing you in its warmth. It was strangely warm. You had expected everything to be cold, dead. 

Eyes slowly peeking open, they blurred in the light, making you groan. Just as you began to stir, you heard a gasp, startling you fully awake, eyes clearing up immediately as you sat up. Just before you stood Silver, or what you had assumed was Silver. He was strangely... lively. Almost like he was alive. 

“You’re awake!” He exclaimed, his crystal-clear voice startling you to your core. It wasn’t like he was almost alive; he was alive. His golden eyes held that flicker of life that was once missing, his lips curled into the biggest smile you had ever seen. 

As if able to tell you were both shocked and confused, Silver chuckled, sitting down next to you on the bed. “A little while after I bit you, I got better. It surprised me too, believe me. I guess it turns out you were the immune person I’ve been looking for all this time!” 

Your brain didn’t process a single word he said. You were shocked you were even still alive, especially after how Silver had bitten you, and many times at that. The memory of Silver biting you over and over suddenly filled your head, the pain still ever present in your neck. You ran your hand over your neck, feeling the deep teeth marks scattered across your skin. Silver’s eyes fell to your hand, his smile remaining, but the glimmer of innocent cheerfulness fading from his eyes. 

“I wanted to be the one to turn you,” Silver said, his voice forcing your attention back on him, looking up at him with wide eyes. He smiled at you, the corners of his lips reaching his eyes and forcing them to crinkle. “I was going to make you like me. But this is better! This means that you can’t turn, and even if I do, I can just bite you and cure myself!” 

Something about Silver’s words, or the way he smiled, put an unsettling feeling in your stomach. Something about this didn’t sit right with you, but you couldn’t quite place it. Was it kind that he wanted to turn you himself? You couldn’t tell. 

“What does this mean? A-Am I going to have to cure everyone else?” You asked, confused. You didn’t think you could handle getting bitten that much. You didn’t even have enough blood to spare a few hundred people. And wouldn’t that, you know, kill you? 

“Oh, no!” Silver chuckled, shaking his head. He took your hand into his own, squeezing it much more gently than he had when he was infected. “I can’t let you be getting hurt. It’s just you and me against the world.” 

Silver gave you a big smile, his eyes filled with love, and yet, you knew, there was no real love to be found. His love had died with him when he died so long ago. 

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[ Next ] [ All In One ] part 1, MDNI

The vibrant colours of the setting sun blend effortlessly with the cool, dusky sky, bringing a sense of tranquillity. With every step you take down the deserted street, your eyes dart around. Your gaze keeps scanning your surroundings. The faint smell of old rain on the ground fills your nostrils. It's a sharp contrast to the day's disappearing warmth. You tread carefully, being cautious not to let the hard soles of your boots echo against the cold concrete. Despite the ache in your legs and the dull throb in your sore feet, you maintain a brisk pace. Your heart pounds in rhythm with your hurried footsteps.

In your right hand, which is glued to your side, you hold a hefty knife. The handle feels cold and digs into your skin. Your sweaty palm makes maintaining a steady grip a constant struggle. This forces you to adjust your hold occasionally to prevent the sharp blade from slipping through your fingers. As your gaze scans a row of abandoned houses, your eyes glide along the overgrown front lawns. The sight triggers an unsettling realisation — you have never been in this neighbourhood before.

A cold shudder trails down your spine. You swallow hard, trying to loosen the knot of fear tightening in your stomach. The thrill of discovering unknown places is usually a welcome feeling. It means you may find something useful. Whether it's a warm jacket, a gun with a few bullets in its chamber, or an abandoned stash of food. But when the sun sets and darkness takes over, unfamiliar territory is the last place you wish to be. Right now, you have no choice. You are miles away from your home. No matter how hard you are determined to push yourself, you won't be able to reach it tonight. You need to find another place to spend the night in. Roaming the dark streets at night is not an option — it's a risk you are reluctant to take.

The houses in this neighbourhood are all abandoned. But the dead could still be lurking within these dilapidated homes. As you continue walking down the street, you find yourself peering through the dusty broken windows. Eventually, your gaze falls on a particular house. Its windows are boarded up, though the front door stands ajar. You hesitate for a moment, your senses on high alert, listening for any signs of movement. Though you'd prefer to wait a few more minutes, the night is growing darker, and you can't keep standing on the porch. A biter could sneak up on you, and you don't wish to be its dinner tonight.

Deciding this place will have to do, you hold the knife in front of you and push the door. As it creaks, the sound reverberates through the air, causing you to grimace. You step inside the dark hallway, feeling the tension mounting. When no one jumps out at you from the shadows, you retrieve a flashlight from your backpack and turn it on. You explore the first floor, checking the living room and kitchen. A quick peek into the bathroom downstairs and an empty broom closet reassures you of your solitude. Apart from the sea of dust, broken furniture and an expired can of tomato soup, you find no signs of life. The shadows, once threatening, now offer solace in their silence.

Before climbing upstairs, you secure the front door and all the windows. You double and triple-check each one, making sure that no one else will get in or see you creeping around the house.

When you come to a halt at the top of the stairs, a sense of unease washes over you. The hair on the back of your neck stands up. For a moment, you are convinced you hear something, akin to a whisper or a hushed footfall. Your heart races and your muscles tense, preparing for a biter that might be looming behind one of the closed doors. But it's a false alarm. A tiny rat scurries along the floor. You jump when the tiny creature brushes past your boots with its coarse fur.

As you step into the bedroom, the first thing you notice is the bed. It's been stripped of its mattress. The headboard is in a pitiful state, splintered and broken, a mere shadow of its former self. The rest of the room is sparse, furnished only with a chair and a dusty dresser, which you shove in front of the door. It serves as an extra layer of protection in case someone or something sneaks up on you in the dead of night.

Before settling down in the relative safety of a dim corner, you can't help but glance out of the window. Your eyes scan the backyard. You assure yourself that no biters are creeping around. Only then do you allow yourself a moment of relief. With a shaky hand, you pull the curtains closed, sealing yourself from the outside.

The world you are living in now has drastically changed, and you despise it. At first, you believed you might survive. The dead, or 'biters' as you've come to refer to them, were a constant source of terror. Their incessant low growling, the lifeless, pale gaze of their eyes, and their insatiable hunger terrified you. Yet, you weren't alone. You had a family: a mother, a father, and a brother. They made each day in this apocalypse easier to bear.

However, one time, your father was attacked. A biter cornered your mother, causing her to stumble, fall and freeze in terror. Without hesitation, your father shielded her from the dead man. Unarmed, without a gun or knife, he did his best to make the biter retreat. That day, he saved your mother but was bitten. Over the course of two nights, your father grew weaker and weaker. One fateful morning, you found him dead in the backyard. A knife embedded in his heart — the same one you now always carry with you — he killed himself since he knew what awaited him. He refused to become a dead walking man.

And yet, he turned into a biter. You were kneeling beside him when his eyes peeled open. Your father lunged towards you. His mouth opened and closed repeatedly as he tried to sink his teeth into your arm. Your mother was crying, begging you to leave your father alone. To keep her from intervening as you pulled the knife from your father's chest, your brother had to coddle her in his arms. You weren't conscious of your actions. But you knew you didn't want to die, nor did you want to see your brother or mother getting killed. So, with a shaky hand, you plunged the knife into your father's skull, causing his body to collapse on the ground.

That day, your father died twice. The last time he died, he taught you an important lesson — always aim for a biter's head.

You and your brother buried him together. Your mother, overwhelmed by grief and despair, stayed inside the house and locked herself in the bedroom. From then on, your world was forever altered. The constant sorrow that washed over you was like a tidal wave. A relentless pain that welled up in your heart and threatened to make you break down in tears at any given moment. But you swallowed all your emotions, including the terror that gripped you daily. You had to be strong, not just for yourself, but for your mother and your brother.

In a cruel twist of fate, you were separated from them during a terrifying encounter with a horde of biters. The days passed one by one. Slowly. No matter how long and hard you looked, you couldn't find them as if they had vanished into thin air. There was a possibility that they were dead and that the next time you will see them, they would be among the biters. Yet you refuse to even let such thoughts settle in your mind. You cling to the hope that when you find them, they will be alive and well.

In the early hours of the morning, noises emanating from downstairs wake you up. At first, you're disoriented, struggling to comprehend that you were indeed sleeping. But as the loud clamour persists and even increases in volume, any chance of falling back to sleep is eliminated.

Blinking, you try to adjust your eyes to the harsh brightness of the morning light. It filters through the dirty curtains. Your skin is freezing, and the cold is seeping into your bones. The fear that grips you. You don't dare to move and remain glued to the floor, sitting in the corner of the room. You listen to the commotion downstairs, your heart pounding in your chest. To combat the creeping chill, you move your fingers. This repetitive motion makes your blood flow through your veins again, providing a much-needed source of warmth to your otherwise icy body.

You know you must get out of this house before whoever is downstairs decides to explore the second floor and discovers you. Fear runs through your body like ice-cold water. You aren't a fighter; you have never been. Even outside, when you encounter a biter, it's a struggle for you. The prospect of having to fight the dead within the confined space of this home is terrifying. There is less room to manoeuvre. Escape could be more difficult, and a fight could end before it begins if a biter sneaks up on you. Your only other option is to risk jumping out of the window. But you've never been fond of heights. Not to mention the very real possibility you might injure yourself.

You pack your backpack. Casting a sweeping glance around the bedroom, you ensure nothing of value is left behind. Gathering your courage, you push aside the dresser that's been barricading the door. Your senses heighten as you leave the room and approach the staircase. You tiptoe down, gripping the railing. The sound of footsteps in the living room intensifies your alertness. You draw your knife, ready to stab any biter that comes into your peripheral view. Right now, there's no room for caution. Your survival instinct is in high gear because you're determined not to get bitten.

After rounding the corner, you press your body against the wall and peek inside the living room. Your eyes immediately land on a towering figure. His back is turned towards you, so he's unaware of your presence. You have never seen such a big-biter before, let alone fought one. However, he is blocking your only way out. If you want to exit the house, you need to reach the front door. You can't climb out through the windows because they are all bolted shut. And if you want to step a foot in the hallway, first you need to cross the living room. But it's impossible while the biter is still in there, and your only choice is to deal with him.

In your mind, you toy with the idea of tossing something across the floor. The noise might divert his attention long enough for you to sneak past. But this might not work. Your gut tells you that your only viable option, although terrifying, is to approach the biter from behind and plunge your knife into his skull before he can turn around and grab you.

At first, everything goes according to your plan. You are quiet and avoid drawing unwanted attention towards yourself. Yet, as you are about to strike, the biter spins around and lunges at you with an unexpected ferocity. Your knife slips out of your hand. It clatters onto the floor. You are knocked off balance, your feet betraying you on the deceptive carpet. The fall is harsh. Your back collides with the unforgiving ground. A loud groan of pain escapes your lips as you feel the shock of the impact.

You roll to the side, keeping your eyes, wide and filled with fear, fixated on the biter. You notice his face is concealed — he is wearing a skull mask. This means he can't bite you. The realisation strikes you like a bolt of lightning. It reignites the dwindling flame of hope inside of you and causes a surge of strength to flood your body.

The biter is relentless, showing an uncanny level of determination for a dead man. He charges at you, his hand extending as he tries to grab your hair. Despite still being on the floor, you push your body backwards, just barely evading his grasp. The carpet burns your exposed skin as you slide towards its edge. Your legs kick and slip on the dirty, coarse material.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," you start swearing. Your eyes race across the floor, desperately searching for something, anything, to use as a weapon. Your heart pounds in your chest as you realise you don't know where your knife has landed.

As the string of curse words tumbles from your lips, the dead man, who had seemed unstoppable until now, suddenly comes to a complete halt. You, too, freeze. Your mind races as you try to figure out what made him take a step back from you. There is a brief moment of silence, but then you come back to your senses. This is your chance to flee. With a burst of adrenaline, you push past your fear and leap to your feet.

"Duck!" The man roars, his voice booming in the quiet. The sudden command almost throws you off balance and you stumble again. Nonetheless, without you realising it, your body reacts to the order, and you do as told.

He moves closer, his heavy footsteps making your heart pound even louder in your ears. You stop breathing, convinced that you've walked straight into his trap. But, to your surprise, he doesn't attack you. Instead, he lunges forward and stabs a biter that had crept up behind you.

Ever since you were left alone, you haven't seen a single other person. But now, you find yourself standing in front of another human being. It's a strange sensation. It's as if you've forgotten how to interact, how to react, and even how to contribute to a simple conversation. You're wary and apprehensive. You don't know who this man is, where he comes from, or what his intentions might be. Yet you can't bring yourself to leave. You want to at least say thank you before fleeing.

After all, he saved you. Even if he initially tried to cut you with your knife.

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The Ultimate Parent's Handbook: Selecting the Perfect Water Bottle for Your Little One

Buying a kids bottle for your child seems easy, yet parents discover that deciding between so many choices can be quite hard. So many choices, from eye-catching design to detailed mechanisms, make picking the right kids bottle difficult for some parents. Appearances alone don't matter; children need to be able to rely on their bottles, they should work well for the caregiver and should be attractive to the kids as well. Mistaking the closure type can cause a drink spill, add to your frustration and leave the bottle outside the fridge. This article will take you step by step so you and your child can find the right kids bottle choice.

Understanding Your Child's Developmental Stage

Children grow at different rates and strategies that fit a toddler may not work for older kids. Kids under a certain age often need bottles that are easy to use, but older children could pick ones with advanced features. Try to pick a bottle that is not too big or small for your child, considers their grip and suits their coordination level. It is likely that a three-year-old would struggle using a complex push-pull cap, but a seven-year-old will probably see a sippy cup as babyish. Watch the way your child uses both cups and bottles at home. Are they likely to tilt the container so much that it spills? Is their treatment of objects rough? If you know these habits, you can select the best bottle and avoid future problems with it.

Material Matters: Plastic, Stainless Steel, or Glass

The substance from which a baby bottle is made can affect safety, liking the taste and how strong it is. Because plastic bottles are light, they tend to be the best choice for young kids who are likely to drop bottles. Be sure any plastic bottle is free from BPA and is made with materials used for food. Because of its strength and ability to maintain temperature, stainless steel will keep your liquid cold or hot even after many hours. Naturally, they do not allow bacteria to grow and they do not pick up other flavors or scents. Although glass bottles are non-toxic and give the best taste, they can break if we drop them because they are heavier. 

Size and Capacity: Finding the Right Fit

The correct size of bottle for your child depends on their age, the amount of fluid they should drink each day and how often they can get more water. Most children at this age prefer smaller bottles, usually having 10-14 ounces. Sports and busy schedules might require school-age children to drink more which means they ought to use larger water bottles. Make sure the size fits your child – even a large bottle may be ignored if your child can’t carry it around comfortably. Imagine the usual moments in your child’s day and when they might need the bottle. Should the smell be able to travel with the child every day in a backpack or will it only be in their classroom and home? Going for a normal-shaped water bottle that can be carried in standard bags is often more convenient, even if a weirdly shaped one is cuter.

Safety Features That Actually Matter

Always make sure the water bottle you pick for your child is safe above all else. Ensure the bottles are made from materials that are not poisonous and that do not have little pieces that could cause children to choke. Ensuring the cap is tightly attached stops it from being lost or swallowed by a child. Check that the tools and utensils are made from safe materials and not from products like BPA, phthalates or lead. Try to find bottles with a soft, curved shape because sharp corners might cause injury after a drop. Certain bottles have safety additions such as breakaway straps or soft surfaces that help children hold them better. Avoid bottles that have parts that could hurt your child’s hands or fingers. The best bottle is one that your child can open and drink from alone since this helps avoid mistakes and messes.

Leak-Proof Technology: What Really Works

A leaky water bottle can quickly spoil a school bag or car seat which is why kids water bottles should be well sealed. Properly leak-proof bottles have silicone seals, secure threads and appropriate valve designs. Nevertheless, make sure the box does not have mechanisms that are too hard for young children to operate correctly. The best leak-proof bottles are both very safe and easy to use. Check the seal of the bottle by pouring water into it and inverting it just before your child carries it anywhere. You can select bottles that show when the lid is tight such as those with alignment marks or color systems. Don’t forget that leak-proof bottles need correctly closed lids, so buy one that your child will find easy to use. 

Ease of Cleaning: A Parent's Best Friend

A hard-to-clean bottle may get full of bacteria and bad smells which could impact your child’s health, so ensuring it’s easy to clean is very important. A wide opening in a bottle makes cleaning easier, since you can reach all the areas with a brush or cloth. Skip eating from bottles that include lots of small parts or complex designs that can trap grime and germs. Baby bottles designed to be washed in the dishwasher are convenient, though make certain every part of the bottle is heat resistant. A few bottles have separate items that need to be kept clean personally, whereas others are simple to clean because their designs make it easy. Choose a bottle that suits the frequency of washing the bottle you can maintain. 

Conclusion

The goal is to select a Star Kids water bottle that matches their needs, style and stage, keeping both their safety and a practical design in mind. Facing so many products in stores and on the internet can be overwhelming, but this guide helps you pick a Star Kids baby formula that is right for your family. Understand that the 'perfect Star Kids bottle' depends on where your baby is in their growth and development.

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The Magic Behind Simple, Natural Cooking

There's something truly special about recipes that prove less is more. When you discover what is the 4 ingredient natural zepbound recipe, you'll understand why sometimes the most extraordinary dishes come from the simplest combinations.

This isn't just another recipe – it's a testament to how traditional cooking wisdom can create something genuinely remarkable with minimal effort and maximum flavor.

Why Quality Ingredients Make All the Difference

The beauty of any four-ingredient recipe lies in the fact that each component must pull its weight. When you're working with so few elements, there's nowhere for subpar ingredients to hide.

Here's what makes quality ingredients essential:

• Each ingredient becomes a star player, not a supporting cast member • Natural flavors shine through without artificial enhancement • The final result tastes clean, fresh, and authentic • You can actually taste the difference that premium ingredients make

Think of it this way – when you only have four ingredients to work with, using the best possible version of each one isn't just recommended, it's absolutely crucial for success.

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The Secret to Perfect Texture Every Time

Understanding what is the 4 ingredient natural zepbound recipe means mastering the art of texture. This isn't just about following measurements – it's about understanding how these four simple components work together to create something magical.

The secret lies in the technique, not just the ingredients. Temperature control, timing, and the order of operations all play crucial roles in achieving that perfect consistency that makes this recipe so beloved.

Key Texture Tips:

• Temperature timing is everything • The mixing method affects the final outcome • Patience during the process yields better results • Understanding when to stop is just as important as knowing when to start

A Recipe Rooted in Tradition

The cultural history behind what is the 4 ingredient natural zepbound recipe traces back to traditional cooking methods where simplicity was born from necessity, not choice.

Generations ago, home cooks didn't have access to endless pantry staples. They had to create extraordinary meals from whatever was available locally. This recipe represents that beautiful tradition of making something special from simple, natural ingredients.

The name "zepbound" itself comes from old cooking terminology that referred to recipes that could "bind" or bring together different flavors in unexpected ways. It's fascinating how this traditional approach has found new life in our modern kitchens.

Why This Recipe Works So Well Today

In our busy world, what is the 4 ingredient natural zepbound recipe offers exactly what we need – simplicity without sacrificing quality or taste.

Modern families are looking for:

• Quick preparation methods • Natural, wholesome ingredients • Recipes that work consistently • Dishes that bring people together

This recipe checks all those boxes while honoring traditional cooking wisdom that has been passed down through generations.

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Making It Your Own

The wonderful thing about understanding the principles behind this recipe is that once you master the basic technique, you can adapt it to your family's preferences while still maintaining that perfect texture and flavor balance.

Whether you're cooking for a special occasion or just want to try something new for dinner tonight, this four-ingredient approach proves that great cooking doesn't have to be complicated. Sometimes the most memorable dishes are the ones that celebrate the natural flavors of a few carefully chosen ingredients.

Ready to experience this simple yet extraordinary recipe for yourself? Your kitchen adventure awaits!

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Discover Lasting Relief: Your Trusted Chiropractor in Newtown Square

Living in today’s fast-paced world often means dealing with stress, discomfort, and sometimes even chronic pain. Whether it’s due to long hours at a desk, physically demanding work, or simply the effects of daily life, more and more people are searching for natural, drug-free solutions to maintain their health and wellness. If you're looking for a chiropractor in Newtown Square, you'll be glad to know that expert care is available right in your neighborhood. A walk-in chiropractor in Newtown Square can help you manage pain, improve mobility, and feel your best—all without the need for appointments or referrals.

The benefits of chiropractic care go far beyond just back or neck pain relief. Chiropractic adjustments help realign the spine, relieve pressure on nerves, and improve overall function of the nervous system. For many residents of Newtown Square, it’s an essential part of a healthy lifestyle. Whether you're suffering from migraines, shoulder stiffness, sports injuries, or just general discomfort, seeing a chiropractor in Newtown Square might be the first step toward a better, more balanced life.

One of the most convenient options for those seeking immediate care is a Walk-in chiropractor Newtown Square. Life can be unpredictable, and pain doesn’t always happen on a schedule. That’s why walk-in services are so valuable—they provide flexibility and accessibility when you need it most. Instead of waiting days or even weeks for an appointment, walk-in clinics allow patients to receive timely attention and relief, sometimes even during their lunch break or on the way home from work.

Newtown Square is home to skilled and compassionate chiropractic professionals who focus on more than just treating symptoms. Their goal is to identify the root cause of your discomfort and develop a personalized treatment plan to help restore your health over time. These experts use hands-on spinal manipulation and other manual techniques to adjust the alignment of the spine and body. The results can be transformative, especially for people who have been living with chronic pain or restricted movement.

When it comes to chiropractic care, it’s important to find a provider who listens to your concerns and tailors their approach to your specific needs. Not every adjustment is the same, and each patient’s body responds differently. Whether you're new to chiropractic care or have visited other clinics before, choosing a chiropractor in Newtown Square who prioritizes your comfort and wellbeing makes all the difference.

Many locals turn to thejoint.com/pennsylvania as a trusted source of quality chiropractic services. Known for their experienced practitioners and patient-centered approach, The Joint offers flexible hours and a no-hassle walk-in policy that caters to the busy lifestyles of today’s families and professionals. If you're new to chiropractic care or simply searching for a clinic that values convenience and consistency, this is a great place to start.

Consistent care from a walk-in chiropractor in Newtown Square can also contribute to long-term wellness. Regular adjustments can help improve posture, boost energy levels, and even support immune function. It's a proactive approach to health that focuses on prevention and maintenance rather than just reactive treatment. Over time, many patients find they experience fewer flare-ups, less pain, and a greater sense of physical freedom.

The Joint Chiropractic brand has earned a reputation across the country for delivering accessible, affordable care without compromising quality. Their Newtown Square location continues that tradition by offering a warm, welcoming environment where patients feel respected and empowered. Whether you're seeking relief from an old injury or just trying to maintain a healthy spine, chiropractic care can be an essential part of your wellness journey.

If you've been struggling with pain or simply want to feel your best, it's time to take that first step. Finding a chiropractor in Newtown Square who understands your lifestyle and values your time could be the key to unlocking a healthier, happier version of yourself. With the convenience of walk-in care and the support of experienced professionals, relief might be closer than you think.

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Plumbing Service That Rises Above the Rest: Discover the Blue Moon Plumbing Difference

When you need a plumbing service, it’s usually not under the best of circumstances. Whether it’s a surprise leak under the sink, a clogged drain backing up your morning routine, or a broken water heater turning your warm shower into a polar plunge, you want reliable help—and fast. That’s where Blue Moon Plumbing steps in, setting a new standard in residential and commercial plumbing services.

At Blue Moon Plumbing, we understand that great plumbing isn’t just about fixing pipes—it’s about delivering peace of mind, professionalism, and long-lasting solutions. Serving homes and businesses with pride and precision, we’ve earned a reputation for going above and beyond in every job we take on.

Why “Plumbing Service” Means More with Blue Moon Plumbing The phrase “plumbing service” gets thrown around a lot. But at Blue Moon Plumbing, we believe it should mean more than just showing up with a wrench. It means being prepared for anything. It means knowing how to handle both the common and the complicated. It means treating your home or business like it’s our own.

Here’s what sets us apart:

Experience You Can Trust With years of hands-on experience, our licensed plumbers know the ins and outs of every pipe, fixture, and water line. We’re not here to guess—we diagnose, repair, and install with accuracy and efficiency. From leaky faucets to full-scale re-piping projects, we’ve seen it all and solved it all.

Full-Spectrum Plumbing Services No plumbing issue is too big or too small for our team. Our plumbing service lineup includes:

Drain cleaning and clog removal

Leak detection and pipe repairs

Water heater installation and repair

Sewer line inspections and replacements

Fixture upgrades and remodel support

Emergency plumbing response

We also specialize in water conservation solutions, offering modern installations that help save water and money.

Emergency Service Without the Headache Let’s face it—plumbing disasters don’t wait for a convenient time. That’s why Blue Moon Plumbing offers reliable emergency plumbing service when you need it most. Whether it’s 2 a.m. or 2 p.m., we’re just a call away, ready to stop the water and start the fix.

Upfront Pricing, No Surprises Transparency is key to trust. Before we start any work, we provide clear, upfront estimates with no hidden fees. We believe that honest plumbing service should come with honest pricing. No gimmicks, no guesswork—just fair, competitive rates and quality workmanship.

Respect for Your Space We treat every job site with the utmost care. That means wearing protective shoe covers, cleaning up after ourselves, and communicating clearly throughout the process. When we leave, your home or business looks just as clean as when we arrived—if not cleaner.

Your Local Plumbing Partner At Blue Moon Plumbing, we take pride in being more than just a plumbing company. We’re a part of the community. Our customers are our neighbors, and we treat every service call as a chance to build a relationship.

Whether we’re working on a small kitchen leak or a commercial sewer system, our commitment is the same: professional plumbing service with a personal touch.

Sustainability Matters Modern plumbing isn’t just about flow—it’s about sustainability. Blue Moon Plumbing is committed to eco-friendly practices, from recommending water-efficient fixtures to responsibly disposing of old parts and materials. We're always looking for ways to help our customers reduce their environmental footprint while maintaining comfort and convenience.

When Was the Last Time You Had a Great Plumbing Experience? If your answer is “never,” maybe it’s time to experience the Blue Moon Plumbing difference. Our team is dedicated to changing the way people think about plumbing service—one satisfied customer at a time.

We don't just want to be the plumber you call in an emergency. We want to be the team you trust for regular maintenance, upgrades, and advice. Because good plumbing isn't just reactive—it's proactive. And with the right service on your side, your pipes will thank you.

Ready to Schedule? Let’s Talk! Need help now? Planning ahead for a renovation? Curious about upgrading your system? Blue Moon Plumbing is ready to help. Give us a call or reach out through our website to schedule a plumbing service that’s dependable, professional, and tailored to your needs.

Experience plumbing service that only comes around once in a Blue Moon—call us today.

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Spotless Spaces Made Simple

When it comes to finding trusted residential cleaning services Austin homeowners can rely on, quality and consistency matter. Whether you're a busy professional, a parent juggling multiple responsibilities, or simply someone who values a clean living space, hiring expert help can save you both time and energy. Many turn to residential cleaning services Austin residents recommend because these services offer deep, detailed cleaning that goes beyond the surface. This becomes even more critical when it’s time to transition from one home to another — that’s when Austin move out cleaning services truly shine.

Move-out cleaning is not just a courtesy; it’s often a necessity. Most landlords and property managers require tenants to leave the space in excellent condition before handing over the keys. A professional Austin move out cleaning ensures every nook and cranny is cleaned to perfection — baseboards, blinds, inside appliances, and everything in between. This level of attention is hard to achieve when you're also trying to pack, move, and settle into your new place. That’s why people turn to expert teams who specialize in these final clean sweeps.

Choosing a reliable service in Austin isn’t just about getting your security deposit back. It's also about peace of mind. When you know experienced professionals are handling the job, you can focus on the excitement of your next chapter instead of stressing over dust and grime left behind. A well-done move-out cleaning doesn’t just benefit renters — homeowners preparing to sell can also boost their home’s presentation and appeal to potential buyers with a spotless interior.

Over the past few years, more residents have discovered the convenience of hiring full-time residential cleaning services. These services are ideal for maintaining a tidy home throughout the year, offering weekly, bi-weekly, or monthly options depending on your needs. Unlike quick tidying sessions, professional cleaners bring the equipment, products, and know-how to tackle stubborn buildup and provide lasting freshness.

For those seeking consistent results, building a relationship with a trusted cleaning provider can be a game-changer. Not only do they become familiar with your space, but they also understand your preferences and priorities. Personalized cleaning plans mean you're not just getting a one-size-fits-all approach — you're getting exactly what your home needs, when it needs it.

That’s where lucylovestoclean.com comes into the picture. Their professional team understands the demands of busy Austin lifestyles and aims to make every home sparkle with care and precision. Whether you're moving out or simply want to maintain a beautifully clean environment, the team delivers services that are thorough, flexible, and efficient.

As you explore the different options available, it’s wise to look for cleaning companies that offer transparent pricing, good communication, and a track record of happy clients. Check reviews, ask about the products they use (especially if you have pets or allergies), and clarify what's included in each service. The best providers are those who treat your home with respect and consistency, showing up on time and leaving nothing undone.

While Austin continues to grow and attract new residents, the demand for dependable, high-quality cleaning solutions is only increasing. From downtown condos to suburban homes, cleanliness plays a big role in comfort and livability. Whether you need residential cleaning services Austin families trust for routine upkeep, or a specialized Austin move out cleaning to leave your old home in pristine shape, it's worth investing in a team that delivers on its promises.

With just one visit from a skilled crew, you’ll see the difference professional care can make. And if you want to make that clean feeling a regular part of your life, setting up recurring service is a smart and rewarding step. Companies like lucylovestoclean.com know how to turn clean into comfort — one room at a time.

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Revolutionizing Cleaning: Drone Cleaning Services in Sydney, NSW

In today’s fast-paced world, innovation is key to staying ahead – especially when it comes to maintaining clean and attractive properties. At Apex Drone Wash, we are proud to introduce a groundbreaking solution in exterior cleaning: drone cleaning services in Sydney, NSW. Our state-of-the-art drones deliver efficient, safe, and eco-friendly cleaning solutions that are revolutionizing the way we think about maintenance and facade restoration. If you’re searching for a reliable drone cleaning service Sydney residents trust, look no further.

The Future of Cleaning is Here

Traditional cleaning methods often rely on ladders, scaffolding, or lifts, which not only take up time but also pose safety risks. With our advanced drone technology, Apex Drone Wash can reach high-rise facades, rooftops, and other hard-to-access surfaces without the need for bulky equipment. This modern approach ensures that cleaning is faster and more cost-effective, while dramatically reducing potential hazards for your team. Our Sydney drone cleaning service is designed to meet the needs of both commercial and residential properties, offering superior results without compromising on safety.

How Drone Cleaning Works

Our drones are equipped with specialized soft wash systems and precision cleaning tools. They use a combination of eco-friendly cleaning agents and advanced water delivery techniques to remove dirt, grime, and stains from building exteriors. By leveraging cutting-edge technology, our drones efficiently clean large surfaces with minimal water usage and lower energy consumption compared to traditional methods.

Key Benefits Include:

Enhanced Safety: With no need for human operators to scale dangerous heights, the risk of accidents is significantly reduced.

Time & Cost Efficiency: Drone cleaning can complete jobs in a fraction of the time, lowering labor costs and minimizing property downtime.

Eco-Friendly Approach: Our cleaning process uses biodegradable agents that protect both your building and the environment.

Superior Reach: Our drones easily access challenging areas, ensuring a thorough clean for every part of your property.

Why Choose Apex Drone Wash?

At Apex Drone Wash, we understand that every property is unique. Our team works closely with clients in Sydney and across NSW to tailor our services to meet their specific needs. Whether you are a commercial property manager seeking a more efficient maintenance solution or a homeowner looking to enhance curb appeal, our drone cleaning service Sydney offers unmatched versatility and performance.

Our commitment to quality is reflected in our rigorous safety protocols and our team’s expertise. All our drone pilots are certified and experienced, ensuring that each job is performed with precision and care. We also adhere to all local regulations and industry standards, giving you peace of mind while we transform your property’s exterior.

Real-World Results

Many Sydney property owners have already experienced the benefits of our drone cleaning service in Sydney. Clients consistently report that their buildings look refreshed and maintenance schedules have become simpler and more cost-effective. The success of our services is not just about a cleaner appearance—it’s about delivering lasting value. By reducing wear and tear on surfaces, drone cleaning extends the lifespan of your building materials, meaning fewer repairs and a higher return on your investment over time.

Join the Cleaning Revolution

If you’re ready to embrace the future of cleaning, Apex Drone Wash is here to help. Our innovative drone cleaning service Sydney is transforming the industry by making maintenance faster, safer, and more environmentally friendly. Say goodbye to the old ways of cleaning and step into a new era with our cutting-edge solutions.

Contact us today to schedule a consultation or request a free quote. Discover how our drone cleaning services can revolutionize the way you maintain your property in Sydney, NSW. With Apex Drone Wash, the sky is truly the limit when it comes to achieving a pristine, well-maintained exterior.

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Unlocking Convenience: The Ultimate Guide to Wireless Breast Pumps

Introduction:

In the world of modern parenting, efficiency and comfort are paramount. Wireless breast pumps have revolutionized how mothers manage breastfeeding, offering unprecedented flexibility and ease. At Promom, we understand the needs of contemporary mothers and provide a variety of breast pumps, including wearable and electric models, designed to support your breastfeeding journey.

The Evolution of Breast Pumps:

Breastfeeding is an age-old practice, but the tools to support it have seen significant innovation. Wireless breast pumps represent the pinnacle of this evolution. Unlike traditional models, wireless pumps offer the freedom to express milk without being tethered to a power source. This section will explore how technology has transformed breastfeeding solutions, making it easier for mothers to provide for their babies while maintaining a dynamic lifestyle.

Why Choose a Wireless Breast Pump?

Freedom to Move: Wireless pumps, like Promom’s wearable breast pump, allow you to move around freely while pumping. Whether you're doing household chores or working in an office, you don’t have to pause your day.

Discretion and Comfort: These pumps are discreet, fitting snugly under your clothing. This means you can pump at any time, anywhere, without feeling self-conscious.

Efficiency and Effectiveness: With features like adjustable suction levels and memory settings, pumps such as the Best Electric Breast Pump from Promom ensure that you can maximize milk expression while staying comfortable.

Choosing the Right Wireless Breast Pump:

Selecting the right breast pump is crucial. Factors to consider include:

Lifestyle Compatibility: How well the pump fits into your daily routine.

Ease of Use: Look for pumps that are easy to assemble, use, and clean.

Battery Life: Essential for maintaining the portability of wireless pumps.

Pump Capacity: Depending on your needs, choose a pump with an appropriate milk collection capacity.

How to Use and Maintain Your Breast Pump:

Proper usage and maintenance are key to maximizing the lifespan and effectiveness of your breast pump. This section provides step-by-step instructions on how to use the Wearable Electric Breast Pump, how to clean it, and tips for storing breast milk safely.

Promom’s Top Picks:

Explore our top-rated wireless breast pumps:

Wearable Breast Pump: Perfect for on-the-go moms, providing comfort and discretion.

Best Electric Breast Pump: Offers powerful, adjustable suction for more efficient pumping sessions.

Portable Breast Pump: Lightweight and compact, ideal for travel.

Each model is designed with your needs in mind, ensuring that you can find the perfect fit for your lifestyle.

Conclusion:

Embracing a wireless breast pump is about investing in your freedom and well-being as a new mother. Promom is committed to providing innovative, high-quality solutions that support you every step of the way.

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To Stop a Burglar Before He Starts, Try Thinking Like One

Burglary and home invasion are real concerns among American homeowners. For some, the concern is motivation enough to do everything possible to maintain a high level of security. That is what people do. When they are afraid of something, they do what they can to protect themselves from it. What does this suggest about preventing burglary?

If you hope to stop a burglar before he ever gets started on your home, you need to think like him. You need to figure out what goes through his mind so that you can come up with ways to stop him. It is like the old adage says, you need to know your enemy before you can defeat him.

Interesting Burglary Statistics

A deep dive into burglary statistics can reveal a lot about how criminals think. Statistics reveal their tendencies and habits. They reveal who burglars like to target, when they tend to work, and how they pull off their crimes.

I am not going to go through a ton of statistics, but there are some that I think will be beneficial to the main point of this post. Here they are, compliments of SafeHome.org:

83% of burglars look for a home security system before breaking in.

60% would select a new target if they found a home security system.

50% will immediately stop a break-in attempt if an alarm system is discovered.

31% will immediately retreat if an alarm system is discovered.

It's clear that burglars do not like home security systems. The question is, why? If you can figure that out, you are one step closer to understanding what motivates burglars to do what they do.

They Don't Want to Get Caught

Avoiding a home equipped with an alarm indicates that a burglar doesn't want to get caught. Likewise for stopping a burglary attempt and retreating once a home security system is identified. Security systems are bad news for burglars. They increase the chances of a burglar being caught, arrested, and prosecuted.

There is a lesson to be learned here: the harder you can make things on a burglar, the less likely he is to target your home. Increased difficulty means higher chances of being caught. The more time a burglar spends in your home, the greater his risk. So putting up every possible roadblock makes it harder for a burglar to justify entering your home.

Most Burglaries Are Not Planned

SafeHome.org contends that most burglaries are committed to acquire cash or valuables that can be turned into drugs. Only 12% are planned; 41% are actually spur-of-the-moment crimes. What should this tell us about how burglars think?

First of all, it tells us that burglars are reacting to their circumstances. They want drugs but they do not have the money. They decide to pull off a burglary only to finance that next purchase. This knowledge works to your advantage.

Make Burglars Uncomfortable

Knowing that burglars are normally reacting to their circumstances, you can create circumstances that make burglarizing your home quite uncomfortable. Let us go back to the home security system.

Seeing surveillance cameras or a home security placard in your window can make a burglar nervous. Automated lighting can scare him away if he chooses to break in overnight. Planting thorny bushes in front of first floor windows takes those windows off the table in terms of entry points.

What Burglars Look for Before Entering

Data suggests that burglars look at some key things before beginning a break-in attempt. There are three in particular:

Location – A home's location plays a role and how easy it is to breach without being discovered. Homes on busy streets with plenty of traffic are more risky to burglars than those on quieter streets where very little traffic goes by.

Occupants – Burglars are definitely concerned about occupants. They will try to assess if there are any people in the house. And if so, the number of people could make a difference.

Security Measures – Based on what you have already read, it makes sense that burglars look for security measures. They scout a property looking for cameras, alarm company signs, and even dogs.

Burglars look over a property the same way you might assess the paperwork on your desk before you begin your workday. This suggests that it is possible to discourage a burglar by making him believe the job ahead won't be worth the time and effort it takes to pull off.

Make Life as Difficult as Possible

I have been writing on home security and automation for years. One of the most consistent pieces of advice I run across during my research is this: making life as difficult as possible on burglars increases the chances of them leaving you alone.

A home security system is a good place to start in this endeavor. Run an internet search on the best home security systems money can buy. You will end up finding links to all of the major brands. Vivint is one of those brands, and they recommend investing in:

Door and window sensors

Motion sensors

Glass break sensors

Wireless video cameras

24/7 monitoring

Check out their post on the best home security systems for California to see everything they recommend for maximum safety. Needless to say, they offer both equipment and professional monitoring services.

Above and Beyond Home Security

A home security system is just the start of making life difficult for burglars. Make things even more difficult by installing heavy duty deadbolt locks on all of your first-floor doors. Reinforce your basement windows with security glass. Trim landscaping to provide a clear view from the curb and always keep your garage door closed when it doesn't have to be open.It's not too hard to figure out how to stop a burglar if you can think like one. This post has hopefully given you some food for thought. There's plenty of additional information online, so do some research and then make yourself and your property safer.

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Khushi Taxi: The Trusted Taxi Service in Varanasi

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Varanasi, the spiritual and cultural capital of India, is a city that brims with life, history, and timeless traditions. Known as the “City of Light,” Varanasi attracts millions of visitors each year, drawn to its sacred ghats, vibrant streets, and serene temples. In a city where every corner tells a story, having a reliable and comfortable mode of transportation is essential. That’s where Khushi Taxi steps in — the most trusted and efficient taxi service in Varanasi.

At Khushi Taxi, we believe that a journey is more than just getting from one place to another; it’s an experience. Whether you’re a tourist exploring the city’s spiritual essence or a local commuting for daily errands, our taxi service in Varanasi ensures that every ride is smooth, safe, and memorable.

Why Choose Khushi Taxi in Varanasi?

When it comes to taxi services in Varanasi, Khushi Taxi stands out for several reasons:

1. Reliable and Professional Service

At Khushi Taxi, reliability is at the core of our operations. Our fleet of well-maintained vehicles is driven by experienced and courteous drivers who are committed to providing excellent service. We ensure timely pick-ups and drop-offs, so you can plan your day with confidence.

2. Affordable Pricing

Traveling around Varanasi shouldn’t burn a hole in your pocket. Khushi Taxi offers competitive rates for all rides, whether it’s a short trip to the market, a visit to the ghats, or an airport transfer. Transparency in pricing means there are no hidden charges — what you see is what you pay.

3. Local Expertise

Our drivers are not just chauffeurs; they are your local guides. Familiar with the streets, landmarks, and hidden gems of Varanasi, they ensure you experience the city like a true insider. Whether you’re looking for the best time to visit the Kashi Vishwanath Temple or the tastiest street food near Assi Ghat, our drivers have the answers.

4. Safe and Comfortable Rides

Your safety and comfort are our top priorities. All our vehicles are equipped with modern amenities, including GPS tracking, air-conditioning, and sanitized interiors. With Khushi Taxi, you can sit back, relax, and enjoy the journey, knowing you’re in safe hands.

Explore Varanasi with Khushi Taxi

Varanasi is a city of countless attractions, and Khushi Taxi is your perfect partner to explore them all. Here’s how we make your experience unforgettable:

1. Temple Tours

Begin your spiritual journey with a visit to the Kashi Vishwanath Temple, one of India’s most revered shrines. From there, we can take you to other prominent temples such as Sankat Mochan Hanuman Temple, Durga Temple, and Bharat Mata Mandir. Our drivers ensure you have enough time at each location to soak in the divine energy.

2. Ghats and Ganga Aarti

No trip to Varanasi is complete without witnessing the iconic Ganga Aarti at Dashashwamedh Ghat. Khushi Taxi offers special packages that include visits to multiple ghats, including Assi Ghat, Manikarnika Ghat, and Harishchandra Ghat. We’ll ensure you have the best seat to experience the evening aarti’s mesmerizing blend of devotion, music, and lights.

3. Heritage and Culture Tours

Discover the city’s rich heritage with a guided tour to the Ramnagar Fort, Banaras Hindu University, and the narrow lanes of the old city, where history and culture converge. Our drivers can also take you to the city’s bustling markets, known for Banarasi silk sarees, intricate handicrafts, and traditional jewelry.

4. Airport and Railway Transfers

Need a ride to or from Lal Bahadur Shastri International Airport or Varanasi Junction railway station? Khushi Taxi provides punctual and stress-free airport and railway transfer services, ensuring you never miss a flight or train.

Special Services by Khushi Taxi

Customized Packages

Khushi Taxi offers tailored packages for tourists, including half-day, full-day, and multi-day tours. Whether you’re traveling solo, with family, or in a group, we have packages that fit your needs.

Eco-Friendly Rides

To promote sustainable travel in Varanasi, Khushi Taxi is gradually introducing eco-friendly vehicles like electric tuk-tuks. These rides are perfect for short distances and contribute to a cleaner environment.

24/7 Availability

Varanasi never sleeps, and neither do we. Our taxi service in Varanasi operates round the clock, so you can rely on us anytime, whether it’s an early morning temple visit or a late-night airport transfer.

Booking with Khushi Taxi

Booking a ride with Khushi Taxi is easy and hassle-free. You can:

Call Us: Reach our 24/7 helpline to book a taxi instantly.

Book Online: Use our website to schedule your ride.

Mobile App: Download our app for quick bookings, live tracking, and cashless payments.

Our Commitment to Excellence

At Khushi Taxi, our mission is to provide the best taxi service in Varanasi, combining affordability, reliability, and exceptional customer service. We understand the diverse needs of our passengers and strive to exceed expectations at every turn.

Customer Testimonials

Here’s what our customers have to say:

“Khushi Taxi made my Varanasi trip unforgettable. The driver was so knowledgeable and friendly. Highly recommended!” — Anjali Sharma

“Reliable, safe, and affordable. Khushi Taxi is my go-to taxi service in Varanasi!” — Rahul Verma

Conclusion

Varanasi is a city like no other, and exploring it should be just as unique. With Khushi Taxi, you get more than a ride — you get a companion that understands the city and your needs. From temple tours to airport transfers, our taxi service in Varanasi is designed to make every journey joyful and stress-free.

Whether you’re visiting the city for its spiritual charm, cultural richness, or vibrant life, let Khushi Taxi be your trusted travel partner. Book your ride today and experience the happiness of traveling with Khushi Taxi!

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At LTL Sober Housing, we believe that every day is an opportunity for growth and recovery. Today, we are especially proud to share a beautiful milestone in one of our resident’s journeys. Today was a good day.

There’s no greater joy than witnessing one of our residents successfully graduate from our program, and today, we had the honor of celebrating this special achievement: over a year of sobriety!

For those in recovery, reaching the one-year mark is no small feat. It is a testament to resilience, determination, and the unwavering commitment to a healthier, sober life. It’s a year of breaking free from old patterns, facing personal challenges head-on, and building a brighter future, day by day. For this resident, that year wasn’t just about maintaining sobriety—it was about transformation. It was about reclaiming their life, rediscovering their strengths, and embracing a future full of possibility.

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Throughout their time with us, this resident has had the support of a dedicated team, fellow residents, and countless others who walked alongside them during their recovery journey. It’s not just about sobriety—it’s about rebuilding relationships, discovering new passions, and learning how to thrive outside of the cycle of addiction.

What Happens After Graduation?

When our residents graduate, it’s not the end of their journey, but the beginning of a new chapter. At LTL Sober Housing, we don’t simply celebrate the milestone and send them off; we prepare them for life beyond our doors, this includes our new Milestone 3 step down home (Recover) is where the rubber meetings the road. To this point LTL staff has provided the schedule and structure and now it’s the residents turn to prove independence in the next step of their recovery. Graduation means they’ve acquired the tools and mindset needed to succeed in the world outside sober housing.

Many of our graduates continue to stay connected with the LTL community, attending alumni events, participating in support groups, and sharing their experiences with new residents. Their journeys are a living testament to the power of recovery and the life-changing opportunities that come with a fresh start.

A Note of Gratitude

We want to take a moment to express how proud we are of this resident. It takes immense courage to make the decision to get sober, and even more strength to follow through. Your journey is an inspiration to all of us, and we have no doubt that your future is filled with endless possibilities.

To our entire LTL community—staff, residents, alumni, and supporters—thank you for your unwavering dedication and commitment. Together, we are making a difference, one step at a time.

Here’s to many more graduates and the continued success of all our residents. Let’s keep growing, thriving, and celebrating the beauty of recovery!

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How Old Do You Have to Be to Buy a Vape? A Lighthearted Guide to Legal Vaping Age

Ah, to be young and full of curiosity! From the moment teenagers discover the mere existence of vapes, many seem to be on a fast-track quest to adulthood—or at least to the age where they can legally purchase a vape. Navigating the misty waters of vaping laws can feel like trying to solve a Rubik's Cube blindfolded. So, how old do you really have to be to buy a vape? Strap in as we embark on a whimsical journey through the fog of legal ages, health advisories, and the ultimate quest for that magical puff. The Legal Landscape When it comes to the legal age for buying vapes, it feels like every country attended a masquerade ball, decided to swap laws in a game of legal Twister, and no one remembered their original positions. In the U.S., the federal government has drawn a line in the sand—or more accurately, at the doorstep of vape shops—setting the age at 21. Meanwhile, across the pond, British teens can waltz into a shop to buy a vape once they hit 18, probably right after having a cuppa tea. Knowing these laws isn’t just for trivia night. There's a real risk of fines—or worse, enduring the embarrassment of being carded and turned away in front of your friends. Picture this: you’re the lead actor in a teen drama, the scene is set, you step up, and... cut! You’re not old enough. Not exactly the climactic triumph one hopes for. Why is There an Age Limit? You might wonder why you can pilot a glider at 16 but have to wait till 21 to buy a vape. Well, your lungs are probably more grateful than you realize. Health experts argue that vaping can be like throwing a house party when your parents are out: it sounds like a great idea until someone spills on the carpet, breaks a vase, or in this case, impacts your lung health. Legally, it’s a bit like setting a parental lock on your TV. The government doesn't want you watching horror movies—or vaping—too young. Perhaps they fear the rise of an army of rebellious, vape-wielding teenagers. Imagine legislatures having nightmares about clouds of vapor hiding underage vapers from view. How to Purchase Vapes Legally When it comes to buying vapes legally, the process can sometimes feel like you’re trying to access a secret speakeasy during Prohibition. First, you need to find a reputable vendor. This could be a brick-and-mortar vape shop that looks like every modernist’s dream, a convenience store that also sells lottery dreams, or an online store that requires more clicks to enter than a secret spy code. Now, what’s the secret password? It’s your ID. Walking into a vape shop without one is like trying to get into a nightclub dressed in pajamas—you’re just not getting in. And let’s not forget the stern-faced bouncer, typically played by the cashier, who isn’t going to let you past without that magic piece of plastic proving your age. Remember, trying to use a fake ID can lead to a performance worse than the most cringe-worthy singing auditions on reality TV. Tips for Responsible Vaping Now that you’re armed with knowledge and possibly your newly purchased vape, let’s talk vaping responsibly. Think of vaping like adding spices to your food—it should be done with consideration and moderation. Here are a few do’s and don’ts: - Do: Keep your vape gear out of reach of kids and pets. Imagine your dog starting a vape cloud competition. - Don’t: Vape in non-smoking areas. It’s not only illegal but you'll also be as popular as someone talking loudly on their phone in a movie theater. - Do: Maintain your vape device. That means cleaning it more often than you do that mystery container in the back of your fridge. - Don’t: Chase clouds in places where you might startle wildlife or unsuspecting elderly folks. Picture grandma’s surprise when a fog bank rolls in from your direction! Conclusion Navigating the legalities and peculiarities of purchasing a vape can be as bewildering as trying to solve a maze blindfolded. In our lighthearted guide to how old to buy a vape, we traversed the global landscape of age restrictions, which can vary significantly from one country to another, typically set at 18 or 21 years old. Purchasing a vape legally requires not only the right age but also a valid ID—much like gaining entry to an exclusive club. The process was humorously likened to accessing a secret speakeasy or passing a nightclub's stern bouncer. We also explored the health and legal reasons behind these age limits, using whimsical analogies to emphasize the importance of both understanding and respecting these laws. Finally, we offered playful yet prudent advice on vaping responsibly, stressing the importance of adhering to legal and ethical standards, thus ensuring that your vaping journey is both enjoyable and compliant. FAQs 1. How old do you have to be to buy a vape? Ah, the golden question! In most places around the globe, the magic numbers are either 18 or 21. It's like waiting to see if you can sit at the grown-ups' table at Thanksgiving. Make sure to check the specific laws in your area unless you want a less-than-thrilling plot twist at the cash register. 2. Can I buy a vape online if I'm under the legal age? Trying to buy a vape online under the legal age is like trying to sneak into a movie through the exit door—the internet has its own virtual bouncers. Most reputable online vape shops will require age verification that’s harder to bypass than your parents’ Netflix password during finals week. 3. Why do different countries have different age limits for vaping? Just like every country decides if driving is at 16 or 18, they also set their own vaping age. Think of it as part of each country's cultural recipe—like how much paprika to put in goulash or curry in currywurst. It's a blend of health concerns, legal frameworks, and national attitudes towards both tobacco and non-tobacco products. 4. What ID do I need to buy a vape? Brace yourself for an encounter akin to proving you're worthy to wield Excalibur. Only instead of a sword in a stone, it’s your ID in a vape shop. Typically, any government-issued photo ID that confirms your age will do—driver’s license, passport, or any other form that can make the cashier nod in approval instead of shaking their head in disappointment. 5. Is it legal to vape if I'm younger than the purchasing age? Here's where it gets foggy. Owning a vape might be alright in some places, but buying one is a different kettle of fish. It's like being able to look at the desserts on the menu but not order them. Always check your local laws to avoid being the star of a 'caught red-handed' scene in your own life's movie. If you want to know more, please refer to this article: https://keystonevape.com/best-vape/the-best-disposable-vapes-2024-you-cant-miss/ Read the full article