3:05 a.m. 5 months since the outbreak

The nightmares started to come back often. And they only got worse

Everything that happened, from the start of outbreak, to watching so many friends and love ones die or get infected by the zombie-making virus, they kept playing in your mind over and over again

With a tired sigh, you woke up in the middle of the night, careful to not disturb the others while they slept as you went to the kitchen of the hideout you and your group made. You opened the still working fridge in hopes to find a late night snack or drink to help clear your head of your nightmares till you heard a low, lazy voice come from the living room

“Couldn’t sleep either?”

It was Hyunjin. He was sitting on the couch, the dim light of one of the lamps shined down on him as he held his sketchbook in his hands. Seems like he was doing some late night drawing