Kirstin and Côte d'Ivoire left without looking back, dropping a magazine and closing the door on the top. Francis is alone in the basement, facing two daughters he once loved. But at this time, the two daughters didn't know themselves at all, and they walked towards them with their teeth and claws, and their goal was very simple, that is, to have fresh flesh and blood on their bodies.

As an adult, he has an absolute advantage in facing two zombies who are only 4 years old, and he can easily kill them even if he doesn't have a gun in his hand. But Kirstin deliberately left a gun, which becomes a choice question, whether to kill Lisa and Lucy, or to kill himself.

It was the biggest decision Francis had since he was born, picking up the magazine on the ground and loading it into his pistol, and then backing up. I can't do it, I can't do it anyway. Lisa is her own daughter, and even if she has become a zombie, it is absolutely impossible to hurt her. Although Lucy is not her own daughter, after losing Lisa, Lucy and Catherine have always been her spiritual support, and if it weren't for Kirstin's appearance, she wouldn't have started studying the zombie virus again.

"It's all Kirstin's fault, it's all Ivory Coast's fault. It was they who brought hope, and if it weren't for them, things wouldn't have gotten to this point. This is my island, how can they do this to me?Do you two bastards hear me? This is my island, everything on this island belongs to me, and what I want to do is my own business, none of your business. Get me out of here, I'm going to kill you. ”

Francis trembled and pointed the gun in his hand at the two little girls who walked towards him, frightened. At this time, there is only fear in my heart. I never thought I would end up in this place. When facing two zombies, he would be so timid. Francis didn't understand where his fears came from. But the darkness around him prevents him from making good judgments, and the looming presence of Lucy and Lisa makes the whole world more dangerous.

Although the light is very dim, it is actually possible to see the location of Lisa and Lucy, it is not completely dark, there is a small light in the small room in the corner of Lisa, in fact, there is a light here, but it has to be turned on from the outside. Francis knew if he didn't shoot Lisa and Lucy. I will definitely be bitten by them, and finally become like them.

Just pulling the trigger to save yourself is such an easy thing to do. But Francis couldn't, it was the only relative in the world, even though the blood on her body was filthy. Although Lucy is not her own daughter, she has accompanied her through the saddest times.

What should we do now? Let them bite or shoot them? This is the hardest choice in the world, and perhaps God does not know how to choose from his position. The intense pressure and fear almost suffocated Francis, but he knew he couldn't fall, and if he did, it would be the beginning of a feast. And yourself is the delicacy of this feast.

Francis kept backing away, and the two little girls had very small steps. The movements are also very slow. Because of their age, the muscles on the two little girls can't support them to walk too fast, and they are not as good as ordinary zombies. They have little ability to survive, and even in this age of zombies, they are destined to never find food, because cockroaches may be faster than them.

But in Francis's eyes, they were going too fast. This basement is actually huge, but Francis only keeps backing and changing places. I can't bear to kill them, but I don't want to be bitten by them and become the walking dead. How should it be now?

If there is a hell in this world, it is a hell, a hell that belongs to Francis. Death is not terrible, the most terrible thing is that there is still hope, and this hope must be paid for by killing his two daughters completely. The inner entanglement, the anger of conscience, and the plea for survival all tormented Francis.

The desire to survive is the most basic desire of human beings, and if you want to live, there is no reason to want to live. Whether it's the slightest hope, the slightest opportunity, he will use his best to catch him. But this time, if you don't shoot and kill the two daughters who have turned into zombies, everything is empty talk.

Francis didn't know how long he could last, the fatigue of the past few days had all surged up because of the coma just now, he couldn't even open his eyelids, his whole body had no strength, and what he wanted most was to get a good night's sleep. If it weren't for the fear that stimulates every nerve in the body, I am afraid that I would have fallen asleep a long time ago.

'Daddy, don't feel guilty, you can shoot.' ’

"It's Lisa's voice, Lisa, are you talking to me?"

'Yes Daddy, shoot it.' I can't control my body, and I'm afraid I'm going to hurt you. I know you're reluctant to shoot, but this is your only chance. Shoot, shoot my head, and you'll be safe. ’

Francis's tears flowed again: "No, I can't do it, you are my daughter." ”

'Yes, I'm your daughter, even if you shoot me, I'm still your daughter.' This body no longer belongs to me, and my soul will always be your daughter. Daddy, shoot now, I can't control my body. ’

"No, you're my daughter, I can't do that. You still have a chance, as long as there is Kirstin's blood, we have a chance to extract antibodies from his blood, and you can come to your senses. ”

'Now a little bit, you know very well that this is impossible. Houston came to his senses for a moment, but he immediately went crazy again, didn't he? And you experiment on living people, and you don't know what these antibodies will do when they are used on dead people. It's been a slow and long process, and you and I both know that we'll never get to that time. Even with antibodies, I'll stay at this age forever, and it's a pain I can't bear. ’

Francis shook his head and raised his gun as he stepped back, Lisa was right, she was too young to survive in this world even if she regained her senses. Unless there is one person who keeps her forever, but such a person cannot exist, no matter how good the relationship is, two people will quarrel. And Lisa's body is just a 4-year-old girl. She will slowly become sensible. She will know how different she is from an adult woman. She's going to be in pain.

Yes, that's it. Even if I get Kirstin's powers, I will suffer for the rest of my life. I am your daughter, and if I had to die, I wish I could die at your hands. Shoot, Dad, this is your last chance. ’

Francis raised his gun, tears streaming down his face.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I don't want to be a zombie, I'm sorry. ”

The moment Francis pulled the trigger, Francis froze as if he had figured out something.

"No, it's not right. Lisa, how could you possibly know that Houston had come to his senses, and that was the moment? You shouldn't have been able to see us so far away, two rooms away. How the hell do you know?"

'Daddy, that's what you told me. ’

"No, I didn't say that. Wrong. What the hell is this sound of? Where is this voice coming from?" Francis was confused, what was the sound that had been surrounding his ears, and he had thought it was Lisa talking to himself. But it didn't seem to be Lisa at all just now, although the voice was the same, but Lisa shouldn't know about it, this voice was not Lisa's, but ...... Myself.

I can finally explain why this voice goes straight into my head, and finally know why Lisa's voice is heard anytime and anywhere.

I'm crazy, I'm just crazy, I'm sick, my brain is sick.

"Why? Why is this sound in my brain? It's not Lisa, it's definitely not Lisa. The voice was a demon named Francis. ”

It was too late to realize this fact, and Francis knew that he was sick, a disease that required a good psychiatrist and medicine. Maybe it's because of the longing for Lisa, maybe it's because of the dissatisfaction with the current world, maybe it's because of the strong pressure to feed a thousand people, this voice appears in the head, and this voice has been controlling itself.

Before dying, people will always be unusually calm and see through everything in the past. Francis looks back on his life, but he doesn't feel sorry for anyone, the only ones he is sorry for are Houston and Lucy. I really don't understand how I could do such a crazy thing, why did the voice in my brain torture me like this?

There are no psychiatrists in this world anymore, and there will be no more medicine for mental illness in this world. There is no point in living, and it is too cruel to die. Don't want to die, no one wants to die, even crazy people.

Francis suddenly smiled slightly, already knowing what he had to do. He would never hurt his daughter, whether it was Lisa or Lucy. Of course, they will never let them hurt themselves.

'Daddy, don't think like that. You know I'm right, you have to shoot us, or we'll bite you to death. ’

"It's not my daughter, hahahaha, it's definitely not my daughter. My daughter died a few years ago, don't say anything to me again, because I won't believe your words. Although you have Lisa's voice, Lisa has been dead for so long, I'm not sure if it's Lisa's voice at all.

This voice is actually me, and I know that it is me. My greed and my selfishness, these voices are an evil heart. I just didn't expect this evil to run out of my body. Forget it, everything is meaningless. Lisa, I'm sorry I didn't protect you. Lucy, I'm so sorry I killed you, it's all my fault, I'm not a good father. I want to pay with my life what I owe to you. ”

Francis looked at the gun in his hand, then threw it to the side, pulling a tube of blood out of his suit pocket. This is Kirstin's blood, and it is also the catalyst for his own madness. Kirsten is like an artist in a zombie, this blood is his artwork, they are so beautiful, so beautiful that they make people cry. Any scientist would want to get his hands on Kirstin's blood, and even a drop would be of supreme research value.

But...... Not a qualified scientist himself, just a crazy father. The sins brought about by these bloods should be put to an end by these bloods.

I don't know why I'm crazy, maybe it's because of the guilt of failing to protect my biological daughter, maybe it's because of my missing biological daughter, maybe it's because of the loneliness after the death of my wife. Whatever the reason, the facts cannot be rewritten, and you must pay for what you have done.

"To my crazy father, to my lovely daughter, to my deceased wife, to this sinful world, to this age when madness is not even mad. Cheers, for, my ...... Daughters, my lovely three daughters. ”

Francis pulled the tube out and gulped down the filthy blood in the tube............ (To be continued......)