My Three Vampire Queens In The Apocalypse-Chapter 28: Jurassic Park

"This city has really turned into a ghost town."

I muttered under my breath as I moved through the ruined street, stepping over cracked concrete and shattered glass while carefully weaving around the wandering dead.

The zombies were slow and clumsy. And honestly, they were the least of my problems right now. Every few seconds, I had to pause, peek around corners, and listen. Because this city wasn’t just infested. It was hunting too!

A low rumble rolled through the ground, and I froze.

Not far away, past a half-collapsed building, a massive shadow moved. At first, it looked like a moving hill. Then it took a step, and the ground trembled hard enough to rattle my teeth.

Yeah... not a hill.

I quickly ducked behind a rusted, broken car, crouching low as I tried to steady my breathing. The metal frame made noises when I leaned against it, and for a terrifying second, I thought the sound alone would get me killed.

The thing in the distance turned slightly. Then it started moving in my direction.

"Of course it heard it like some girl trying to listen a gossip from ten seats away..."

I adjusted the bag hanging off my shoulder, gripping the strap tightly. I had picked it up along the way while scavenging through abandoned stores, and it was probably the only reason I was still alive. Supplies mattered more than strength in a place like this.

Though, to be fair, not everything I picked up was exactly... essential. I let out a quiet breath and shook my head.

Yeah, yeah, I know what you’re thinking. No, I did not find Sydney Sweeney’s bathwater.

Tragic, honestly.

If anything, that was on my bucket list before the world decided to flip us off and dive headfirst into an apocalypse. I mean, come on, is that really too much to ask for? Just one bottle. Just one.

...Alright, focus.

I slowly pulled out a steel bottle from my bag, careful not to make any noise. My fingers tightened around the cap as I twisted it open with deliberate slowness, pausing every now and then to listen for any movement nearby.

The stomping was getting louder.

I tilted the bottle and poured the liquid over my head. If this were any normal day, clear water would have run down my black hair and handsome face.

Instead, a thick, dark red fluid dripped down my scalp, slid across my skin, and soaked into my clothes. The smell entered my nose immediately.

It was Blood. Zombie blood, to be exact.

Disgusting? Absolutely.

Necessary? Even more so.

A faint blue screen flickered into existence in front of me.

[A slow virus is starting inside you. If it is not contained, you will become a zombie within twenty-four hours.]

"Yeah, yeah, noted."

I dismissed it with a small flick of my hand, not even bothering to react further. Becoming a zombie in twenty-four hours sounded like a problem for future me. Present me was still very much in danger of becoming dinosaur food in the next twenty-four seconds.

STOMP!

The ground shook violently.

STOMP!

Dust fell from nearby ruins.

The creature finally came into full view, and even though I had already guessed what it was, actually seeing it made my stomach drop.

It was a Tyrannosaurus rex. A massive one to be exact!

Its scales looked like hardened armour, its jaws could probably snap a building column in half, and each step it took covered an absurd amount of distance. The thing wasn’t just big, it was overwhelming.

And it was not alone.

I slowly turned my head, keeping my movements as minimal as possible. In the distance, more shapes moved between buildings.

Some were smaller, faster, weaving through narrow gaps with terrifying agility. While others were just as massive as the one currently shaking the ground near me.

A shadow passed me overhead.

I glanced up for just a moment and saw a group of flying dinosaurs circling above the city like vultures searching for any fresh meat.

"Yeah... this is definitely not fair."

It wouldn’t even be an exaggeration to say the entire place had turned into a real-life Jurassic Park.

And the worst part?

These weren’t even the main villains of this scenario. No, these guys were just here to make things harder.

Most of them were classified as seventh-grade monsters, which basically meant they were sitting at around fifty levels’ worth of stats. The slightly more terrifying ones, the sixth-grade monsters, pushed closer to seventy-five.

In simple terms, if one of them spotted me properly, I was dead.

Which is exactly why I was currently marinating myself in zombie blood instead of, unfortunately, something far more refined and desirable.

The logic was simple. These oversized lizards hunted primarily by scent, and nothing masked human smell better than the rot of the undead.

Still, I couldn’t help but think... Man, if only it was bathwater instead.

I mean, at least I would die happy.

STOMP! STOMP!

The stomping grew louder again, snapping me back to reality. The T-rex passed right by my hiding spot.

Each step sent vibrations through the ground, and I could feel the sheer weight of it even without looking. My entire body stayed frozen, with my breathing shallow. I waited for what felt like an eternity.

Then, slowly, the sound began to fade. The vibrations weakened. And finally, silence came.

I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I had been holding.

"Okay... still alive for now."

I stayed crouched for a few more seconds just to be safe before carefully stepping out from behind the car. My legs felt slightly stiff, but I forced them to move as I resumed walking through the ruined street.

Now that the immediate danger had passed, another problem crept back into my mind.

The virus.

"Right. That’s still a thing."

I reached into my bag again while walking, pulling out a small vial filled with a murky liquid. It wasn’t anything high-quality, just a cheap anti-virus potion I had managed to buy earlier, but right now, I wasn’t in a position to be picky.

I popped the cork and downed it in one go. It tasted awful. Like expired medicine mixed with pickle.

I grimaced slightly but kept moving. A moment later, the familiar blue screen appeared again.

[You have consumed an ’Anti-Virus’ potion. Your zombification has been stopped.]

"Much better."

I exhaled softly, rolling my shoulders as some of the tension left my body. The city was still crawling with monsters, dinosaurs, and things that wanted me dead, but at least I wasn’t on a timer anymore.

Which, in my books, counted as a win.