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Damn.

I shouldn't have move out of my comfort zone. It all began like any normal food run but one thing lead to another and now I find myself in a death trap. Central Market turned to be a nest for undead and I was running for my life when they jumped on me. Well, not jumped but fell down from the first floor and knocked me down. That thing pinned me down long enough for the rest of them to come closer.

A swipe of the shovel decapitated the ambusher but it was a little too late, my escape route was cut off. As the horde of undead started to mob me, I became very scared and ran off to the nearest exit which somehow brought me into the other railway tracks, the Kelana Jaya Line . I tried to head back to KL Sentral, all the way back to where I was hiding before but the undead were behind me and I had to go deeper into the underbelly of the city.

There is a rumour that I've heard during my stay with the old group that there's a lot people in the KLCC. So I figured that since I was in the underground railway to the place, I might as well check out the rumour. What I had forgotten was that I had to go through the Masjid Jamek station on the way there. What waited me there had me so shaken that I skipped daily blogging.