Apocalypse: Apparently, I Can See Zombies

"We've received information that the President was seen returning from ground zero of the virus outbreak at the Geumgang Asan Hospital in a helicopter. Unfortunately, there are no reports of the Prime Minister returning, we fear he might have died during this rescue operation. Hopefully, with our President safely rescued, he would work together with the Marshal in resolving this sudden disaster.

As of now, the reported deaths are unknown, but it's estimated that the virus has now spread to a nearly two-hundred-kilometer radius of Geumgang Asan Hospital. Reports of the infected spotted in Itaewon are coming in, and as a result, the countries of the embassies affected have expressed their concerns. The U.N. is holding an emergency meeting to decide how to combat this sudden and deadly virus.

Meanwhile, efforts are still being made by the government to quarantine Yongsan District. For those still in the zone affected by the virus we have been told to inform you to find somewhere safe to hide until help arrives. Rest assured; extensive rescue efforts are being made as we speak. We were also advised to inform you not to go out if you are in your homes.

I repeat, do not go out as it is extremely dangerous…"

The female reporter then began updating on the U.N.'s emergency meeting, but by this time most of the students listening from the radio in Ye-jun's hands had checked out. The despair they were feeling was palpable.

"W-We aren't ground zero?"

One student said, his lips quivering as he spoke.

"That report didn't even mention our school, it looks like they aren't aware that the virus is also spreading from here."

"N-No, if they take priority somewhere else then would they even look to this place?"

"But we're students! They must have started rescue operations at schools and other important locations first."

"Right, but wouldn't they go to the major international schools first before coming here? Who knows when they will reach us, it might even take several days."

"We won't survive that long! What about food and water? Are our only options being to either starve to death waiting for help or get eaten by those zombies outside after they find us?"

"Damn it, I knew I should have escaped the school. If we had escaped the school earlier then we could have survived, but now we're trapped in here!"

The students immediately devolved into more hysteria and even Ye-jun's stern reprimand for them to quiet down and not alert the zombies outside landed on deaf ears.

"If you all want to survive then I have a plan."

Even though Jin-woo's voice on the radio was quieter than Ye-jun's stern voice, his words immediately caused the students to stop talking and turn to look at the radio in Ye-jun's hand.

Ye-jun upon seeing this gripped the radio in his hands. He had to forcefully stop himself from crushing it in his grip.

Hearing the noise quiet down, Jin-woo said calmly.

"I need your guys' help to carry out this plan. But you don't have to worry, the plan I have in mind doesn't require any of you to leave the security room."

The students were at first panicked about Jin-woo's former words, but they sighed in relief when they heard the latter part of his sentence.

"What kind of plan do you have?"

Ye-jun asked calmly while fixing his glasses.

"First, I need to know if there are any survivors in the west wing."

Ye-jun glanced at the monitors in front of him, but not even a second later he replied flatly.

"No."

Seo-joon's expression off to the side turned cold and he glared at Ye-jun.

Jin-woo on the other side of the radio didn't question why Ye-jun answered so quickly, he thought that they had already checked before contacting him. Even though he hoped that there were people like that group of students in the classroom on the west wing that had survived, he had faintly doubted it from the number of zombies he saw exiting the west wing.

Burying the self-blame in his heart, Jin-woo said. Enjoy new chapters from empire

"There are survivors in the east wing. I need to contact them and tell everyone my plan together before I go through with it. Wait for a second."

Jin-woo disconnected the radio and then glanced toward the monitor that showed the classroom full of students, before asking Seong.

"Do you know which of the monitors shows the furthest classrooms from that class?"

Seong nodded, having known what Jin-woo was planning and prepared in advance. He pointed out several sets of monitors and mentioned their distance from the classroom, to which Jin-woo nodded before pressing the button for some that were a good distance away. He needed the zombies to hear the sound so, he couldn't choose ones too far away.

Jin-woo then entered the music app on his phone and selected a high-pitch instrumental version of a song from a certain popular anime. Placing the phone against the radio, he let it play while holding the button on the radio.

BANG!

The instrumental song echoed out from the phone slightly jolting the three in the corner who had been silent up until now. Not just them, Jin-woo watched the monitors with a solemn expression as the zombies near the classroom full of students jolted before rushing away towards a few classrooms several halls down.

After entering those rooms, the zombies ran around destroying the chairs trying to get to the speaker in the corner of the ceiling.

After waiting for a moment, Jin-woo stopped playing the song and pressed the button to speak to the students in the classroom while turning down the volume. He was regretful that this PA system wasn't precise enough to allow him to only speak to a single classroom, but it couldn't be helped. His voice echoed in a few empty classrooms as he spoke.

"Does someone have a phone on them? Write the phone number on the board."

After saying this, Jin-woo watched as the students frantically glanced at the speakers in panic, but no one moved to write on the board. He knew this was going to happen, so he calmly spoke again.

"There're no zombies along the hallways so don't worry. However, you need to hurry and write a number so I can speak to you that way."

Finally realizing Jin-woo's intention, one of the four male teachers immediately jumped up from the ground and rushed to grab a marker from the desk at the front of the class before writing down a number on the board. After he was done, he hurriedly laid back down on the ground while reaching into his pocket to take out his phone.

Jin-woo didn't hesitate to save the number on the board into his contacts before calling it.

"Hello?"

The phone answered on its first ring, and the hoarse voice of the male teacher was heard.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Jin-woo didn't waste time in saying.

"I have a plan to lure the zombies out of the school building and trap them, but I need your help. Don't worry, you don't need to leave that classroom."

The male teacher who was just about to question Jin-woo on his age upon hearing his young voice and so-called plan, paused. After a moment he surprisingly asked.

"Are you sure this plan of yours will work?"

"No, but it's either that or wait until help arrives, which might take several days judging by how fast the virus is spreading in Seoul."

The male teacher went silent once more on the other end before asking.

"What do we have to do?"

Jin-woo revealed a smile and said.

"Simple, just stay as quiet as possible."

After saying that, Jin-woo connected the radio to Ye-jun and the others, and with the male teacher still on the phone, he started explaining his plan in detail to the two groups.