This is the second issue of the Uma Nova Vida series.
Agatha dragged me inside, the music already playing. I looked at the DJ, a pathetic nobody that probably gains less than a bus driver. Immediately after we got inside, Agatha started looking for her stupid friends, pulling me by my arm to make sure I wouldn't just run away from that horrible place.
"You know, I think you can let go of me now." I said, trying to get her to let go of my arm so I could run the fuck out. "I'm not a 5-years old kid, Agatha. I'm not going to run away from you."
"Gi, please. I know that's exactly what you'll do." she said, turning to me. "Look, I worked really hard to get the money to get here, this is important to me, okay? And I want you to be here with me, is it that hard for you to at least TRY and be in peace with me at least for today?"
I looked away from her, trying to find a good comeback. I couldn't so I just stared quietly at her for a few seconds and finally nodded, with a sigh. What the hell, I'm stuck here and I can't run, if I just follow her around this might be over soon. She opened a big smile and hugged me. I got really uncomfortable with that, first because no one usually hugs me, second because it was my sister. It's weird seeing her touching me and not being by hitting me in the face with something.
"Try to have some fun, ok?" she said.
"Yeah, yeah." I replied.
It was then when I heard a male voice yelling from the crowd, just a few steps away from us. Three people, two guys and a girl. Agatha's friends.
"Hey guys, check that out, it's Agatha!" said the only guy I knew from that group, Lucas Rodrigues. A fucking douche, I'll tell you. When he noticed I was there he opened a giant smile and embraced the blonde bitch that was with him.
"Hey!" my sister waved at them frantically, and dragged me with her when she ran to them. "I was looking all over for you. Oh my, you're BEAUTIFUL today, Clara!"
"You're looking fine too!" the bitch said with that fake smile of her, kissing my sister on the cheeks. "Oh, I see you brought your brother with you today. What's your name again, honey?"
"It's Giovanni." I said, trying to put as much rudeness into it as possible, and they noticed it. Clara laughed weakly while my sister got all awkward. Lucas stared at me with a raised eyebrow and the third guy simply walked to me and extended his hand.
"Hey bro, nice to meet you. I'm Pedro." he said with a big and dumb smile.
I stared at his hand, obviously I didn't want to shake it but I guess the guy was just too dumb to realize it. I slowly and hesitantly raised my own hand and shook it. Pedro had a strong grip for a skinny guy, I felt like he almost had break my hand.
"Yeah, sure is nice to see the bat out of his cave, isn't it?" Lucas said, grinning like the douchebag he is. "I think I didn't see you since New Year's, man. You should tag along more often y'know."
Fuck You, Lucas. I wish I had said that to his face, but I didn't for some reason. I don't know, but I think I didn't because of Agatha. She looked really serious about this being important to her and, strangely, I didn't want to ruin her night. Instead I just swallowed my pride and replied with a weak "Yeah".
"Hey, where's Lilian?" Agatha asking, noticing one of her friends was missing.
"You know her, she's around here somewhere, trying to find a guy or something like that." said Pedro.
"Yeah but she's not important anyway." Clara added. "Anyway, the part is bombing! Come on, let's have ourselves some fun!"
"Woohoo!" Agatha yelled.
Man, this part was rocking! Too bad this is one of those fancy ones, where they ask you your ID to buy drinks. I had to content myself with getting some Coke. I swear I must have looked like a dumbass with a can of coke on my hands in a party that big, and it wasn't cheap either. But I couldn't care less. I was having fun!
Some cute girls walked by, swinging her asses while they walked. While I was busy checking them out, Gabriel sneaked behind me, spooked me so hard I almost dropped my coke.
"Earth to Jheff, man!" he laughed. "Are you lost in Heaven, dude? Too many girls to choose?"
"Something like that, yeah." I chuckled. "And you, did you score any yet?"
"Nah, not yet man. But look at that one over there." he said, pointing to a Hispanic girl, flirting with another guy. A rich and white guy. Gabriel didn't stand a chance against that guy, but I said nothing. "She's been looking at me ever since we got here, man! This one is a given!"
"Dude, are you sure..."
"I'm always sure, nigga. Just stay here with your whack Coke and watch the professionals." he said, placing his beer on the counter. How the fuck did he get a beer, he's the same age as me!
Gabriel walked through the crowd, on the direction of the girl, all confident and shit. When they noticed he was going there, the girl made a disgusted face and the white guy simply left.
"Oh man, this will be unbelievable." I laughed to myself, searching my pockets for my cellphone. Sorry Gabriel but I had to record this.
"Ayo girl. I've been looking at you all party long and GODDAMN you're hot." he said. "So, what do you say we... Go over there and... Make out a little?"
"Get lost, loser." she said. The music was loud but I could make that out. And I damn near bursted out in laughter.
"Damn girl if you didn't want the G all you had to do was say 'No', y'know what I'm saying?" he said, walking backwards and moving his arms, trying to keep his tough guy act. "Damn man, that was cruel yo. Didn't have to go-" he collided with another guy, who made a loud grunt.
"Yo man, I'm sorry it's just that-" Gabriel tried to apologize, but before he could do anything, the guy grabbed his head, went straight for his neck and bit a chunk of it off.
People watching that freaked out. Panic, chaos, whatever you want to call it. All I saw was people running away from that, while Gabriel fell to the ground, hands on his neck, trying in vain to stop the bleeding, and the guy falling on top of him.
"What the fuck!?" I let out, backing away. I saw at least four guys just like the one that attacked Gabriel coming out of the crowd, attacking and grabbing everyone.
"Yo, what the fuck is going on?" I heard the DJ say on the speakers. "Hey, someone call the security on these guys- AAAAAAARG!" he screamed as I saw one of the freaks taking a bite on his arm. The guy kicked the thing out and ran to the backstage in fear.
At this time, I was already running away too. If I had stayed in place I'd be crushed by then. I tried to find the exit, but I kept being pushed around because I'm too small. It was then when I tripped and fell, people started squashing me, and I knew it was over for me.
"Get up son, get up!" I heard a voice call me. I felt big and strong hands grabbing my arm and pulling me up. It was that black bouncer who took my ticket before, and he had a terrified look on his face. "Hey, do you know what the fuck is going on here?"
"N-No! People just started attacking each other- For no reason... Biting and clawing... My friend..." I stuttered, trying to tell him what happened, but I couldn't because I was too shocked to speak properly.
"Hey, hey. Relax, son. I'll get you somewhere safe, and then I'm going to figure out what the fuck is going on here. Stay close." the guy said, pushing through the crowd. He got me to one of the exits and told me to run outside.
"T-Thanks." I mumbled.
"No problem, kid. Now you go someplace safe and... Try to call the cops, I don't know... I think this here is too big of a commotion for the club staff to handle on its own." he said, and got back inside before I could reply.
I took out my cellphone, I don't know how I didn't lose it on the tumult, or how it didn't break when people started stepping on me, but it was still working. I called 190, but all the calls were getting dropped.
"What the fuck? This is an emergency line, the calls aren't supposed to be getting dropped, dammit!" I shouted, throwing my cellphone on the ground. I walked in circles trying to process what just happened, before sitting on the curb, with my hands on my head.
My best friend in the entire world had just been killed by some crazy lunatic and I couldn't do anything about it. The guy just ripped a chunk of his neck off! What the fuck was going on??
"Just... What the fuck is going on? Everyone is running everywhere, people are getting run over, like that kid I just saved... He said people started biting each other? This is some crazy shit." I said to myself.
I knew the situation was dangerous, so I made my way to the bar and grabbed the baseball bat we had hidden there in case something went wrong. Well, something went VERY wrong here. I made my way through the crowd and found, on the middle of the dance floor, a guy munching on a black kid's face.
My jaw dropped at the scene. The floor was all bloody, and the kid was still bleeding from his neck, hell I think the kid was still alive because I think I saw him move his fingers... A single tear rolled down my eyes, and then the guy noticed me. His eyes were different... Yellow... He grunted at me as he got up, trying to reach for me.
"STAND BACK! LOOK, I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU, OKAY?" I told him. What the fuck was I doing? Trying to calm down a guy that was EATING A KID?
The guy didn't stop coming at me, so I had to do it. I swung my bat on his face so hard I think I broke his jaw. But it didn't seem to do anything, except maybe pissing him even more, as he didn't even flinch.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I yelled, as I hit him again, this time knocking him to the ground. I put my feet on his chest, trying to keep him down but he grabbed my leg and tried to bite it. "Urgh, I don't want to do this..."
I closed my eyes and looked away, as I swung my bat into the guy's skull at least three times. I could hear the horrible sounds of his skull breaking and blood and brains splattering everywhere. I felt his grip on my leg loosen, and when I opened my eyes, I had completely bashed the man's face in. I couldn't take it, I threw up.
Before I could do anything else, I heard crying coming from the backstage, and I saw two other people knocking in. They weren't people trying to get in to hide, they were people trying to get in to get what was inside of the room.
"God, forgive me but I have to do this." I said, looking up as I tightened my hands around the baseball bat and walked to the people. When they turned around after noticing me, I realized one of them was my boss.
He didn't look like my boss, though. His eyes were yellow like the guy I had just killed, and he had blood all over his mouth. He growled at me as he and the other man came. I instinctively swung my bat at him, crushing his head between the bat and the wall. The other one lunged at me, but I got out of the way just in time as he fell to the floor. I stomped his face, which was crushed way more easily than I'd expect.
I kept hearing the crying from inside, so I carefully got close to the door and knocked. This startled the person inside, who started begging for mercy. I knew that voice, it was the party DJ... Davi Dias or something like that.
"Hey, hey man. Relax, it's me, the bouncer. I'm not one of them, I just want to help you, okay?" I said, trying to calm him down. "Look, I swear I just want to help you. I already helped a kid get out, I can help you too, okay? You just gotta open the door."
"O-Okay." Davi cried, weakly.
After a few moments, I heard the door being unlocked and he opened. I got inside quickly to avoid any other monsters. I looked at him, he was crying heavily, legitimately scared for his life. I looked at his left arm, and saw blood.
"What the hell is that?" I asked.
"Nothing!" he said, quickly hiding his arm behind his body. "It's nothing... I swear!"
"Let me see it!"
"Let me see it!" I repeated as I grabbed his arm and pulled up the sleeve. A bloody mark bite, deep and pulsating. "What the fuck is this...?"
"I... I don't know..." he said.
The chaos started out of nowhere. We were all together, drinking and making fun of that loser Giovanni, when suddenly I heard someone scream "WHAT THE FUCK MAN THE DUDE BIT HIS NECK OUT!", and everyone started to run away.
People started pushing us away and, before I could notice, I managed to see it in front of my eyes. A man bringing a girl down and sinking his teeth into her shoulders. I told Clara those things were dangerous, but she didn't listen. I could see at least ten people high on those salts, attacking each other.
"Fuck, we gotta get out of here!" I said, grabbing Clara's hand and heading towards the exit. I didn't even see Agatha, Giovanni and Pedro but I just assumed they were right behind us.
"Lucas, what the hell is going on? Why is everyone running?" she asked me confused, while we ran.
"It's those damn bath salts I told you, hon! I didn't bring any because I know that'd be bad news buy I think there's another dealer here!" I said, trying to find anyone suspicious on the fleeing crowd. "Now there is like a dozen of these freaks attacking people!"
"'Attacking' people? What do you mean by 'attacking' people?" she asked, with concern. She was finally realizing the danger we were in.
"They're jumping on each other and munching on their faces!" I told her. "When you use this stuff you lose your mind, start attacking anyone you see! We gotta get out of here or we'll be the next ones!" I said, pushing a guy aside.
"Hey, wait up! Wait up for Christ's sake!" I heard Pedro yelling from behind me. I turned my head and saw him, standing out from the crowd because of his height, and I assumed Agatha and Giovanni were with him too, there were just too many people to know for sure. "Lucas! Clara! Wait up!"
We couldn't wait up. Sorry, Pedro but if we just stopped running in the middle of that commotion we'd be tripped and squashed like bugs under the crowd's feet. I just looked at the door, held her hand tightly and ran. Ran, pushing people aside until I was feet away from the door.
Before I could exit the building though, I felt something grab my arm. My instinct was to try to shake it off, thinking it was one of the crazy people, but it was, in fact, Lilian. Tears rolling down her eyes as she yelled my name, begging for me to help her.
"LUCAS! LUCAS, PLEASE!" she screamed.
I wanted to help her. I couldn't leave someone I knew to die like that. But, before I could do anything, they grabbed her and pulled her back. She disappeared behind all the people and all I could hear was her cries and flesh being ripped.
I closed my eyes, trying not to cry, and kept running. She was dead now, killed by some freak high on the shit I've been selling for months now. It didn't matter I tried to help her, it didn't matter I realized it was dangerous and stopped selling it. I was still one of the first to get that shit on the streets, might as well be my fault.
I looked around and everything outside was a chaos. People running away from the club in all directions, people driving as fast as they could... I saw some guys break the glasses from some stores and steal some stuff. There was this kid sitting on the ground, he didn't seem to notice we were there.
"What in the world is going on here..." I let out, realizing this might be something even bigger than I imagined.
"There you are, you fucking piece of shit!" I heard Giovanni's voice yell. He was coming at me, furious, his sister and Pedro behind him. "What was the fucking big idea of letting us to die back there? Do you have any fucking idea of what's going on? Do you?"
"Hey man, easy there..." Pedro tried to grab his arm and hold him back, but couldn't.
"Gi, don't!" Agatha tried to call for him, but he wouldn't stop.
Giovanni came at me and only stop when his face was inches away from mine. I could feel the horrible smell of the filthy nerd filling my nostrils. I could see with the corners of my eyes that the kid sitting on the ground got up, finally noticing there were more people there.
"What the fuck are you talking about now, weirdo?" I asked, pushing him away from me. "If anyone knows what the fuck is going on here it's me! I saw Lilian get grabbed by the freaks in front of my very eyes. SHE WAS MY FRIEND, YOU ASSHOLE! She was my friend... And she's dead because of me..."
"It wasn't your fault..." Clara said, trying to comfort me. "You tried to help her..."
"I was the one who got the bath salts on the street, okay?" I shouted. "Me, and a few others. We got this shit fresh, from the US and stuff... We didn't give a shit about the collaterals, as long as it gave us money! Now there are fucking cannibals, high as a fucking space rocket, KILLING PEOPLE!"
"'Bath salts'? Man, what the..." Giovanni said, confused. "Oh, you really don't know shit about this... When Matthew tried to tell me it wasn't just a drug, I didn't want to hear him... But now I've seen it. This ain't no bath salts, it ain't just a damn drug, you fucking idiot... This is something bigger..."
"What do you mean by 'something bigger'?" Agatha asked, concerned.
"This here... Is a fucking apocalypse." he said. "Didn't you feel something different about those 'people'? They're not high, they're dead."
I couldn't help but laugh at that. I mean, I know the situation was serious, and I even felt bad for laughing when a friend of mine and a lot of people died in there, but this was just stupid for me to take.
"Man, you're full of shit." I said. "So, let me get this straight... You want me to believe that what we saw in there... Were really zombies, that they are real and not fiction... And that a zombie apocalypse is really starting."
"What the fuck is your problem, man?" Giovanni said, really mad. I think he actually convinced himself that he was right. "Are you fucking blind or something? People... Eating other people. They don't react to any damage. Tasers, Gunshots, I saw a guy swing a bat to that thing's face, breaking the jaw and leaving it hanging. IT DIDN'T STOP COMING."
Everyone was in silence, even me. Giovanni turned around to face all the people there.
"Look, I know this sounds crazy. I didn't believe it myself when I first heard about this. It is unbelievable, it really is. But sometimes, unbelievable things happen. It is happening, and we can't just stop to doubt the situation. Because if we do, I guarantee you, we'll DIE."
"So... Assuming I believe you and this is really an apocalypse - which I don't..." I started. "What does the 'doctor zombie' suggests us to do now?"
"I... I don't know." he said. "Well first of all, does anyone here still have a family at home?"
"I... I do." the kid that was sitting on the ground, who had stayed silent during the whole commotion said. "Do you think they're in danger too?"
"Man, it's the fucking end of the world. Of course they're in danger!" Giovanni said, harshly. I don't even know that kid but that just wasn't cool, man. "Anyone else?" No response. "So, I guess the first thing we'll have to do is find your family, man."
"Wait, shouldn't we be thinking about protecting ourselves before trying to go and save someone we don't even know?" Clara asked.
"Hey, yeah! Who put you in charge anyway, dumbass?" I said. "I mean, you pretend to know about this stuff and all, but your plan is just stupid. What we really should do, is get some guns. So we can protect ourselves."
"Yeah, but where would we find guns?" Pedro asked. God damn it, Pedro.
"I know a guy who can get us some." I said, remembering a weapon dealer I knew on a party once. The guy wasn't a nice person to know at all, but with this stupid law making guns illegal, he was the only one I knew could get us some piece. "But thing is, he lives kinda away from here, and if more people are realizing this is really that dangerous, if we don't go to him NOW, when we get there, there won't be any guns left for us."
"He 'lives kinda away from here'? Where does he live, then?" Agatha asked.
"At the Peacock Hill."
"Hey, there's where I live!" the kid said.
Wasn't that just fucking great. Not that I didn't want to help the kid, I'd be worried sick if my folks were still alive out there, but I think we should really think about ourselves instead of pretend being white knights or the Red Cross.
"That's great!" Agatha said, strangely enthusiastically. "Now we can do both things at once!"
"What?" I asked.
"Think about it." she continued. "While Lucas goes to get us the guns, we can drop, uh... Excuse me, what's your name again?"
"Jhefferson." the kid replied.
"We can drop Jhefferson by his house so he can check on his parents."
"And I suppose after that we just go back and pick up the three?" I asked.
"Why not? From what I know about disasters, the more people, the better. Don't you think we'd have more chances of making it if we were all together in a big group?"
"Yeah, you're right!" Giovanni said. "If we want to make it through this mess, we're going to need a group. And we're going to need some older and stronger people too. Have each other's back and all that."
"My dad is pretty strong..." Jhefferson said.
I sighed. "Okay, fine!" I said. "But let's do this quickly, then. We need to get those guns from Chacal fast, and the faster we get to Jhefferson's family, the more chance we got to find them okay. I just hope no one stole my car..."
We started running to the club's parking lot. A few of the "dead" were around, but they were too busy eating something (or someone) to come after us. I saw my car, a white and new three-row Hyundai and we all ran to it. We got inside fast and I turned the car on. The noise of the engine drew the attention of a few of the "dead". Loud noises attract them, huh?
"Fuck, I think they saw us!" Pedro said, looking through the back glass. One of the "dead" got up. "Yep, they definitely saw us!"
I stepped on the gas pedal but, before we could leave, a guy got out from the building. He was a tall, strong black man wearing a suit. The bouncer. He was carrying another man on his back, that I assumed had hurt his leg or something. He started waving and yelling for us to wait.
"Wait up! Hey, wait up!" he yelled. "Come on, man! I got a wounded man here! Wait up, please!"
"Lucas, wait up! One of them is hurt!" Clara said, grabbing my arm.
"He's yelling at the top of his lungs, he'll bring the dead all around us!" I replied.
"So you're just going to leave them to die?" Jhefferson asked me.
God damn it, I couldn't force myself to do it. I stopped the car, got half my body out of the driver's window and yelled for them to hurry. The large guy opened a smile of relief and ran to the car. Agatha opened the door and the man placed the wounded guy on the trunk, and got inside in the last row.
"Thank you... Thank you so much..." he said.
"Don't mention it." I said, stepping as hard as I could on the gas pedal, without looking back. The tires screeched as the car sped away from there, leaving the dead behind.
- Giovanni Rocha
- Agatha Rocha
- Lucas Rodrigues
- Clara de Souza
- Jhefferson da Silva
- Marcos Andrade
- Davi Dias
- Gabriel - Neck bit open by zombie, bled to death. (Alive)
- Marcos' boss - Bitten by a zombie. (Alive, Off-Page) Skull crushed with a baseball bat as a zombie by Marcos. (Zombified)
- Lilian - Devoured by zombies. (Alive)
- First appearance of Pedro.
- First appearance of Davi Dias.
- First (and last) appearance of Lilian.
- Last appearance of Gabriel.
- First mention of Chacal.
- Pedro was originally going to be killed off alongside Lilian on this issue, but this idea was scrapped.