Sebastian Jumper

Hisashi and Rei were standing in front of the office door. Cold fear covered them, sweat was on their skin and dripped from their faces. The silence of the surroundings and the shuffling of zombies could be heard even here, inside the police building. Only the thought that they were not alone warmed them. Holding hands, they looked at each other. "This is my dad's office," Ray said in front of the door. "Rei, if he became one, how..." Hisashi began, but shut up under her irritated gaze. She couldn't wait any longer. The fate of her father worried and scared at the same time. Only by opening the door could she find out about him, about what had become of him. They were met by an empty office, papers were scattered everywhere, a table and chairs were overturned, bullet holes were visible in the walls, blood on the floor and a corpse in a police uniform lying with its back to them. Ray pressed her palm to her mouth in fear, fright settled in her eyes. She didn't want to know if it was her father. Hisashi walked over to the corpse and turned it over. "He's not here!" sighed Ray with relief. Hisashi hugged her. She clung to him, moving away from the despair that had gripped her earlier. Only in each other's warmth could they keep warm in this cold and terrifying world that disaster had befallen. Pulling away, they began to look around the office in search of clues. Sorting through the papers on the floor, Hisashi noticed a note in the corner of the report, written with a trembling hand. "Ray, there's a note for you!" Hisashi shouted to her. Ray came up with a quick step and intercepted the report from his hands. On it, in uneven and illegible handwriting, was a note left for Ray. "Ray, if you're reading this, then maybe you're alive. If Kiriko is reading this, then I went to look for you! Unfortunately, I do not know who will read it. Kiriko, I love you. I hope you're still alive in this mess. I'll go look for you." "He's alive!!!" she exclaimed with joy and hugged Hisashi. They looked into each other's eyes. A spark ran between them, and they kissed passionately. Their own heart was pounding so that they could hear them beating. They eagerly forgot themselves in each other. "Ahem." Sebastian coughed outside the door. Pulling away in embarrassment, they turned around when they saw the rest of the group. In their confusion, they did not notice how Takashi was looking at them with barely concealed hatred, clutching the handle of his mace. Saeko was standing next to him and noticed his movements, putting her hand on his mace, and shaking her head negatively. "Ray found the trail, he went to look for her mom," Hisashi said. "I left my daughter because I went to look for my wife," Sebastian noted. The atmosphere in the room seemed to dim from these words. Ray froze like a broken glass vase, her expression returning to the old fear and despair. She tried to calm down, but she couldn't, panicking and sinking even deeper into despair. "Father is not like that! He would have started looking for me as soon as he found me!" objected Ray. Taking the report from her trembling hands, he read it aloud. Ray was trembling and could barely stand on her bent legs. Hisashi hugged her, causing her to cling to his clothes, the only support she had now. "If we go back to the school grounds, he won't be there. Bet?" "I'm not going to argue with you." she snorted. She knew she was going to lose this argument and it broke her. All the joy of the fact that the father is alive has been replaced by an experience. Only at the exit she gathered, not wanting to die in the jaws of zombies. "Shoot them! Get in the car quickly!" said Sebastian. Rey took out her Howa Type 89 and opened fire first. She has been shot more than once in her life, even with this police force rifle. Her father taught her, despite some illegality of it. "Father...," she whispered, firing. Behind her, shots rang out from Hisashi and Takashi. Marikawa started to aim when she was interrupted by Sebastian's scream. "Big tits, don't shoot, in the car!" he shouted, under the noise of shots. While they were running, they ran out of bullets in the clip. "Cretins, didn't you bring spare clips and cartridges with you?" Sebastian shouted to them. "No!" they told him. He didn't have time to scold them for their stupidity and arrogance. The dispersed fire of the high school students killed the bulk of the zombies, but there were still about a dozen zombies on their way. "Get out your edged weapons!" he said. Taking out his katzbalger first and covering himself with an enhanced telekinesis film, he rushed to the zombie. "Hurry up!" he shouted. He pierced the first zombie's skull with his martial arts master strength. Piercing and slashing, he punched his way through the bodies, ignoring the blood and flesh that flew in his direction, diverting them with telekinesis. Soon the others hurried to him, helping to fend off the fetid bodies of the dead. "Hurry to the car!" They ran, Marikawa trying to keep up with them. On the way, she slipped her slippers on a pool of zombie blood, almost impaling herself on her saber. She looked at her weapon, not having time to realize the danger she had almost been exposed to. "Kyaya!" she shouted as she fell, drawing the zombies in her direction. "Big Tits, you completely forgot about shoes!" he shouted to her, running to her very first. He didn't want to give her to zombies, because he liked this woman. In his entire life of loneliness, he had longed for the company he had just found. "If you want to die, then don't die in slippers!" he said sarcastically. Picking her up, he ran with her towards the car. The zombies were close, but they had time before they arrived. Opening the door, he put her in the passenger seat and got behind the wheel himself. "I can drive myself," Shizuka moaned. "Wipe the blood off your head," Sebastian told her. "Blood?" she wondered. Touching her head with the palm of her hand, she jerked when Sebastian abruptly pressed the gas. When she hit the windshield, she saw her blood on it. "Blood." Sebastian nodded. "Could I have warned you?" Bushijima asked. "We're in a hurry," Sebastian told her. Vibrations from aftershocks began. The windows were shaking and the car was moving sideways. Outside the window, the floors of buildings began to move to the sides, not falling only because of the measures of builders who took into account earthquakes during construction. "Damn earthquake, I haven't had enough of you yet!" he groaned. He stopped the car and turned off the engine. The earthquake lasted for eight minutes. The earth was walking and they were expecting in fear that this could be their last day in this life. When it was over, they breathed a sigh of relief and laughed happily. The zombies outside the window were lying on the ground, falling and getting up during the earthquake. Most got back up, while some fell and did not get up again, having been injured. "A slight earthquake," Shizuka said. "I don't know how you want, but I prefer to leave Japan after these searches. Earthquakes, cyclones, tides... the government and the Yakuza used to help us. Who will help us now in the event of a catastrophe?" "But Sebastian-kun, where and how will you go? It is doubtful that planes are flying now." "I can drive small aircraft and small ships, I think I can get to the continent." Sebastian expected to rely on his knowledge, the operating instructions of the ships, and the new perk that he took in this jump. For the sake of this perk, he made a leap into this world, which is on the verge of social and evolutionary collapse, when humanity could perish at any moment. Only the will to live, luck, and skills could preserve the remnants of humanity, natural disasters could only accelerate the death of a race that was about to disappear. "I'm with you!" Shizuka told him. "Kohai-kun, we're a team." Saeko nodded. Her father was abroad and nothing kept her in Japan. She knew how hard it was to live among natural disasters. The multi-story buildings were like cardboard boxes. "But… How can I leave the country?!" asked Ray. In desperation from past thoughts, she still hadn't gotten rid of the hope of finding her mother, but she realized how little she meant to her father. Her thoughts were focused on whether her mother would be the same as her father. Did they love her? Why, why did they give birth to her if they didn't love her? "Either we will survive in our climate in natural disasters, or we will leave the country," Sebastian told her. They hesitated. Rei, Takashi, and Hisashi still had loved ones in this city. "I'm not rushing you. Let's go through the places of work first. Then it will be possible to leave the country, nothing keeps us in this country anymore." he said. "Hi!" the three nodded. Reflections occupied the three of them, they did not know any other life than life in Japan. The islands were a harsh environment, storms at sea affected them, the earth itself claimed many lives every year, and nature was not kind to their people, who survived only by the will of the gods and stubbornness. Nothing could break their spirit. Saeko looked at Sebastian, thinking about how he was able to pilot various vehicles, this clearly an illegal act. This country was strict in terms of the law, even at night it was impossible to meet a robbery here and the lost money was returned. The Japanese themselves were the embodiment of the law, being decent and strict people. Of course, it was a lie. Many laws were violated and the number of crimes in this country of stress and overtime was high. "Kohai-kun, when did you learn this?" asked Saeko. "I'm rich," Sebastian told her. "What do your parents do?" "It is I who am rich. I inherited money from my late grandfather." "Wow, but don't you have to be of legal age to receive an inheritance?" Rey knew the laws of her country, her parents wanted her to get a law degree. "I'm rich. This solves the problems of bureaucracy when you lubricate the mechanism with your infusion of funds. My parents can give me funds from the Uehara Foundation." So, discussing all sorts of things, they drove, knocking down zombies and moving away from the earthquake. Japan was a harsh land that did not forgive weakness. Earthquakes, seas, and cyclones have threatened these islands for millennia. Natural disasters were the scourge of the island nation, no one could say whether it would take their lives this time. They were a frequent and familiar phenomenon for every Japanese, but no less terrifying. Each of the disasters could be their last, they lived with this awareness all their lives, not knowing another life. Times have changed. Now no one will help them in case of danger. There was no government assistance from now on. Everyone was on their own in these harsh times of universal crisis for humanity, when only one-tenth of the survivors of the past population remained. According to Sebastian's approximate calculations, there are less than a billion people left in the world. Every day this number decreased even more, and tens and hundreds of thousands of people died. By the end of the week, there will be about seven hundred thousand people around the world. By the end of the month, only about four hundred thousand.