Caspian backed up his truck into the garage, grabbed his shotgun and backpack and he got out and locked the door.
"Raaahhhrrrgggh!"
As he turned around, he saw two zombies, a male and female, both staffs of the building, bolting towards him.
"CHK-CHAK!"
Caspian pumped and reloaded with just his left hand, as his right hand held onto the backpack over his shoulder, he aimed at the female in a maids outfit who was closer_
"BOOM!"
Her head exploded like a firework, and her body slumped backwards.
[+1gc]
[+10gc]
"grrrrwwh"
The male zombie was now merely a few inches away from Caspian and he jumped into the air, straight at Caspian, aiming for his expose neck.
Caspian saw the incoming zombie, took a step back, and swung his leg high up, as his right kevlar boots connected and slammed into the base of the zombie's skull who was mid jump.
"Thwack!"
"BWHAM!"
The kick left a crater at the base of the zombie's skull as it was slammed hard headfirst into the garage floor two feet away floor Caspian.
"CHK-CHAK!"
Flowing seamless from the roundhouse kick, Caspian chambered yet another round, aimed at the zombie on the floor as it attempted to lift up it's head_
"grrrrwwh"
"BOOM!"
The shot turned it's head to paste on the floor, as Caspian steadily continued on his way into the garage entrance that led back to the elevator.
[+1gc]
[+10gc]
Caspian got out of the elevator to his penthouse floor, only to see a visibly distressed Emma running straight at him.
She was wearing a purple colored see through nightgown, that stopped exactly at the bridge of her ass.
They wrapped around her form tightly, her firm and upright, bountiful breasts and inverted nipples pushing against the see through material of her gown_ as they bounced up and down and left and right in front of her, as she ran straight at Caspian_
WIth her Micky mouse indoor flip-flops, the lower folds of the gown vibrating vigorously to the rythm of her volumpcious backside, with ass cheeks so fat and rubbery, they bounced and clapped against each other behind her, revealing her white panties underneath.
She jumped straight up into Caspian's arms, her massive breasts and tits pressed hard against him and wrapping her arms around his neck and legs around his waist as Caspian held her up underneath by her bountiful ass cheeks, as her sensual fragrance of jasmine assaulted his senses
"my god! Caspian, I was worried sick! " Emma murmured, still buried in Caspian's chest as she rubbed her head against his chest, inhaling deeply his manly scent .
"You told me to wait for you, but I started hearing noises everywhere, and looking through my window, I saw people attacking each other, and also saw on the news, there was a virus spreading ."
"Then there was this message that appeared right in my face out of the blue, talking about integrating the world."
"I became worried and came looking for you, only to see you weren't home and I became more worried, and I was even about to go look for you"
" I know, it's okay, I am here now" Caspian said as he released his backpack containing the shutgun and ammunition, and used his second hand to stroke her head to calm her down.
Caspian believed her when she said she would go look for him, because she had actually done that in his previous life.
"Emma...." Caspian called as he continued to stroke her head with his left hand, while his right hand held her up by her ass cheeks.
"Why are you dressed like this during the day ?"
Emma still buried in Caspian's chest, stirred a bit as she thought to herself_
'i can't just blurt out I dressed this way since the night before, waiting for when you would come see me as promised, now can I !?
So she finally murmured under her breath in response, after a few seconds_
"It's a Saturday...I just felt like it"
Caspian stared down suspiciously at her, as she hid her face to the side, he decided not to press further as he pulled her off himself and set her down
"Emma.. listen closely to what am about to say, ok ?"
Emma who reluctantly leg go of Caspian as she was forcefully detached, was now just noticing his outfit, a black long sleeved shirt , gloves and trousers, that felt particularly solid, and boots that looked almost millitary.
But the most glaring thing was the backpack on the floor with a shutgun sticking out of it, so she knows something must be going on as well .
"Okay " she finally said , trying her best to look as serious as possible,even if her thoughts were screaming how hot Caspian looked in this getup.
Caspian gave her a rundown of what she needed to know at the moment, about the zombies, and the gold coins and some things about the origin System.
Emma didn't awaken a talent, it wasn't surprising since only about five percent of integrated individuals awaken talents.
Caspian went back down with her to her floor, just below his penthouse floor, inorder to get her things and move her to his own floor, it would be easier to protect her better that way.
The building had fifty floors, Caspian owned the entire fiftieth penthouse floor, while the other forty nine floor consisted of just four apartments each, so roughly one hundred and ninety six other people owned or rented the other apartments.
The building has a whatsapp group, where the building manager, one Mr Federico, occasionally posts updates about the buildings scheduled maintenance or issues, non of the people there speak in the group, everybody just keeps to themselves.
The people of this building mostly kept to themselves , since most are affluent individuals and popular names in the entertainment circle
Only the rich could afford to stay in this building, located in the heart of silicone valley, since buying a single apartment in the building costs millions.
And the surprising thing was, Emma owned an entire apartment herself.
She says she runs a art studio, but she barely ever goes to work, and he has never seen or heard about her art studio, or where its located, which was weird, cus how then did she pay for all this ?
...
As Caspian and Emma stepped out of the elevator to her floor, Caspian followed her to her door, but Emma insisted he doesn't go in.
Emma stepped into her apartment and locked the door behind her, Inside her apartment were tons of posters on the table chairs and floors, laminated pictures on the walls, and fresh recently taken photographs, with the colors still drying.
And they were all of Caspian.