Johnny turned back. He wrote on the bookstore's wall something. "Knowledge", with his red spray paint. "You gotta read things. Even if it's end of the world. You gotta know. Knowledge is power. KNOWLEDGE IS POWER!"<br/><br/>Johnny looked at street again. Strange, still empty. "What to do? What to do? I'm already so bored. Goddamn I wanna meet with someone."<span style="text-decoration: underline">"And what if the person we meet will kill us for what we got? Think about it. What if he rapes us? What if it is she and still rapes us with something she found? What if "it" is neither, and still rapes us?"</span>"Really? I mean, seriously? Did I get that mad? I'm gonna lose it." He started walking. Walking, and walking. He passed many apartments, many buildings, many stores. "BORING! Really guys, it's boring. Argh!"<br/><br/>He heard footsteps. "Now, that's something new."<span style="font-weight: bold">"Let's kill it!"</span><span style="text-decoration: underline">"What if it is the rapist? Or a looter? Or a zombie? Or a silent zombie we never heard of?"</span>"Relax. Relax. I'll handle it." He pulled his silenced baretta. "Now, let's see what is waiting for us!" He turned left from the building on his left. He saw...<br/><br/>A zombie. "Really? You are gonna live today!" Johnny walked away, without making noise. "The ghost city? What's next? Ghost people?" he take out a cigarette and light it up with his lighter. "Good. I like it." Then, he stopped. He saw a girl, moving on. "What the fuck? I lost it guys. I give up. Take over the body."<span style="font-weight: bold">"I was waiting for it all the time! I'm gonna kill everything!"</span><span style="text-decoration: underline">"What if she is real? What if she is normal person? I mean survivor. Or-what if she lived behind walls all the time?"</span>"Wait, doubtful can be right. She can be real. And, we are not gonna rape her. OK, the angry one?"<span style="font-weight: bold">"Fine. Real one, you are a loser."</span><br/><br/>Johnny still had the pistol in his right hand. She was about 165cm, may be a little taller. Long, straight black haired. Ponytail, she made it ponytail. "I like that. She is not real." The girl stopped near a car, opened her backpack and take out some food. Johnny didn't notice what it was, he was staring at girls butt. He came closer, very sneaky. He learned it. Living alone, you learn these kind of useful things and lose your mind. Fantastic! "Hmm. Nice piece of ass." He came closer. Pointe the gun to girl, but make it stay low. He touched the girl's shoulder very gently, not to scare her. "I'm sure she'll be nice." "<span style="font-weight: bold">Just rape her and get done with it."</span><span style="text-decoration: underline">"What if she shoots us in no time? What if she turns back and cut our throat?"</span>