New Town on Doomsday
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The zombie watches Doctor Morgan closely, his originally empty eyes beginning to sparkle with a new life. His stiff and broken lips began to move, trying to string together the words with great difficulty.

"Da.. doc. doctor," muttered the zombie in a still, disjointed voice. However, with each experiment he did, his ability to speak improved.

Doctor Morgan stared at the zombies in awe, stunned by the changes that were taking place. He realized that the zombie, although initially limited in speech ability, was undergoing a surprising development.

"S. my... b..i...s..a... b...e...r...b..i.i.c....a...," continue the zombie with an increasingly organized and clear voice. His stiff lips began to move smoothly, producing words that could be well understood.

Doctor Morgan smiled proudly, knowing that the zombie was capable of mastering human language despite its slight constraints. He realizes the potential that exists within those zombies, the potential to become a creature that is more than just a predator.

"Dh.lam... Wak.tu.ini," said the zombie in an increasingly steady voice. "Sa.y.a...a..tis...rus ...

Doctor Morgan approached the zombies cautiously, amazed at the changes that were taking place. He wanted to make sure that the zombie really understood what he was talking about. He nodded his head gently as a sign of recognition for the efforts and progress of the zombie.

"Very good" said Morgan's doctor in a soft voice. "You really have shown incredible ability. We will continue to learn together, and who knows what we can achieve in the future."

Doctor Morgan looked at the zombie with pride and admiration that clearly emanated from his eyes. He was impressed by the zombie's ability to learn quickly, although the zombie's focus on its first request left him a little surprised.

"With all the knowledge you have now, what do you want as your first request?" ask Dr. Morgan with sincere curiosity.

The zombie looked at Doctor Morgan, his starving eyes reflecting his simple desire. He replied firmly, "Eat."

Doctor Morgan nodded, understanding the basic needs of the zombies. He realized that even though zombies had shown impressive progress in understanding and communication, their eating instincts remained an inseparable part of themselves.

"It's perfectly natural" said Morgan's doctor in a soft voice. "You need to eat to sustain your life. Let's find the right way to meet your needs."

He considered what would fit the needs of zombies, while noticing that these zombies would go to the magical city afterwards.

"He's going to get into the magical city, so the menu is just like a normal human being" murmured doctor Morgan in the silence of the room.

Doctor Morgan sat back down at his desk, thinking earnestly about what menu would be given to the zombies as food. He tries to consider various factors, such as the nutritional needs of zombies and the ethical restrictions he must follow.

However, amidst his thoughts, the zombies bound at the examination table continued to stare at him with a starving look. Doctor Morgan is unaware that the zombie is actually thinking of what it's like for her, Doctor Morgan, to be food.

Suddenly, the zombie drooled from the corner of his lips when he thought about it. However, Morgan's doctor was still busy thinking about the menu and was unaware of the change in the zombie's expression.

Doctor Morgan is confused and a little distracted by the zombie's behavior, though he doesn't know what's really going on. His mind returned to its important task, looking for the best solution to provide suitable food for his beloved zombies.

In a worry that doctor Morgan didn't realize, the zombie continued to feel tempted by his presence, thinking of the taste of human flesh that might be able to obtain from him. However, this zombie was still bound and was unable to express his thoughts with words.

In the quiet room, doctor Morgan kept twisting his mind, unaware of the strange zombie clutter that kept staring at him with a starving look.

Doctor Morgan sits at his desk, still in his daydream about a food menu for zombies tied up at the examination table. Unwittingly, the zombie uses its powerful mental abilities to sway Doctor Morgan's mind.

Suddenly, doctor Morgan felt compelled by an invisible force. Like being hypnotized, he felt interested in approaching the zombie. His eyes were focused on the zombie that was still bound, as if something unexpected was happening.

With movements controlled by the zombie influence, doctor Morgan slowly stood up from his desk and stepped towards the examination table. It felt like there was a magnetic force pulling him towards the zombie.

Doctor Morgan arrived beside the zombie, with a look full of confusion yet also curious. In a state of amazement, he stretched out his hand and hesitantly opened the bond that tied the zombie to the table.

When the bond breaks, the zombie is free and immediately throws his gaze at doctor Morgan with a starving look in his eyes. However, Morgan's doctor is still unaware that he has been affected by the zombies, and he doesn't feel the real threat.

But soon Doctor Morgan is in a state of shock and panic because he realizes that he is under the mental influence of zombies.

Doctor Morgan focused his mind, gathered his mental strength, and fiercely thought about the desire to break free from the zombie influence. He felt his concentrated mental energy and awakened his mental abilities that he had long trained.

With a strong determination, doctor Morgan retaliated against the zombie mental attack with an equally powerful mental attack. He directs his mind at the zombie, trying to decide on the influence that binds it.

While the zombies continued to step closer, looking surprised by Doctor Morgan's attempts to fight back. He felt the growing mental strength in Doctor Morgan, an unexpected resistance.

In a tense atmosphere, doctor Morgan and the zombies faced each other with conflicting mental forces. They fight in the dimension of the mind, utilizing their abilities to achieve their individual goals.

Doctor Morgan focused all of his mental energy, sending out powerful counterattacks on the zombies. He spoke in his mind, trying to control the zombie mind and relinquish the control he had.

In an intense thought conversation, Morgan's doctor revealed his firmness. "Zombie, you can't control my mind! I'm your creator, Doctor Morgan, I have mental powers and abilities comparable to yours!"

Zombie is shocked to hear Doctor Morgan's voice in his mind. It turned out that doctor Morgan had equally strong mental strength. However, in his unstoppable thirst, the zombies continue to try to influence doctor Morgan with his starving thoughts.

Slowly, the zombie influence began to fade. Doctor Morgan felt back control of his own mind, and the zombie mental attack came to a halt. He took a deep breath, feeling relieved that he had managed to resist the influence that was shackling him.

Doctor Morgan, with confidence growing inside him, feels confident that he can defeat the zombie. However, as the zombie moved forward with firm and confident steps, Doctor Morgan's confidence began to doubt.

The zombies looked different from ordinary zombies. Her body that was previously tied up on the examination table, was now standing upright in a graceful manner. Her once pale and wrinkled skin, now looks fresher with skin tones that fade to bluish gray.

The zombie's hair was long and tangled, breaking freely around its pale face. His eyes that were once empty and expressionless, now exuded a mysterious intelligence and determination. Her pupils were blood red, implying the presence of darkness behind the life that returned to her.

The shape of the zombie body looked strong and sturdy. His back was perpendicular, depicting an unstoppable force. His hands that were once tied, were now free to swing their steps steadily.

Although Morgan's doctor had previously believed that he could defeat the zombie, he was now amazed and slightly intimidated by the aura emanating from it. The zombie walked with certainty, stepping in with a calm yet alluring step.

In the darkness of the room filled with silence and fear that surrounded him, Doctor Morgan felt an ever-growing tremor of worry within him. He pondered about the consequences of his actions that resulted in this perfect zombie, and regret began to creep in his heart.

Doctor Morgan looked at the zombie before him with eyes filled with fear. Behind the physical perfection and mental strength of the zombie, he saw the results of his experiment that turned into a living nightmare. He felt guilty for the creation that brought potential to himself.

"zombie I'm your father I'm not food?"he said nervously.

"Dad hehehe, let me eat" said the zombie, who continued to advance forward. He didn't even speak intermittently, but spoke perfectly.

"No, I'm your father not food, I have your creator, do you remember?"

A feeling of regret struck the mind of doctor Morgan as he recalled the times when he struggled with passion to achieve the results he dreamed of. However, in pursuit of his ambitions, he may have forgotten the moral and ethical considerations that involved the creation of this zombie-like creature.

In a gripping silence, Morgan's doctor admitted his guilt. He felt responsible for all the suffering that might arise due to the existence of these zombies.

With a burning determination and adrenaline filling his body, Morgan's doctor manages to reclaim control of his body that momentarily detached from the zombie influence. He realized that this was a rare opportunity to escape from a deadly situation.

Doctor Morgan quickly took advantage of the moment and with an agile gesture, he attempted to break free from the bond that bound him. With every effort and strength left, he managed to break free from the shackles that bound him. His breathing was breathless, and his gaze focused on the exit that was before him.

Without thinking twice, Morgan's doctor jumped out of the examination room and ran towards the door at an adrenaline-filled pace. His every move was an attempt to get away from the vicious zombies and the dangers that lay in his room.

He dashed through the dark alleys at an incredible speed, overcoming the fear that was still creeping within him. Each step brings him closer to the exit which means freedom.

However, with its incredible auditory acuity, the zombie detected the sound of fast-moving footsteps drifting away. In an instant, he jumped over the examination table and started chasing after doctor Morgan with a swift and deadly move.

Meanwhile, doctor Morgan reached the exit and with his last strength, he opened the door and jumped out. He felt the fresh air filling his lungs, giving him some relief and hope for safety.

However, before he could completely break free, the zombie arrived at the doorway, lurking with a hungry and thirsty gaze. The two stared at each other, fighting over the decisive moment.

With his last mental strength, Morgan's doctor gathered the remnants of his strength and quickly closed the door in front of the zombie. In an instant, the zombie was trapped on the other side of the door, only a few centimeters away from eating its prey.

Doctor Morgan, still breathless and filled with relief, looked back at the door that separated them.

Doctor Morgan closed the door quickly, hoping to limit the movement of the approaching zombies. He felt a little protected behind the door, believing that it would give him a little time to think and figure out a way out.

However, just then, a loud voice echoed along the passageway. Repeated beats and door vibrations indicate that the zombie will not stop until it gets its prey. In an instant, the door broke into pieces of wood and rubble, opening up access for the ferocious zombies.

Doctor Morgan looked on in fear as the zombie entered the room. His distorted body and starving face became even scarier when seen up close. The zombie stepped forward with steady strides, its eyes focused on the frightened doctor Morgan.

Doctor Morgan felt his heart pounding, his consciousness reminding him that he must get out of this situation immediately. He looked for an opportunity to escape, looking around the room to find any possible exit.

However, the zombie moved quickly. In an instant, he reached doctor Morgan and grabbed his hand with a firm grip. Doctor Morgan felt a piercing pain as the zombie teeth bit him. He tried to fight back and break away, but his strength was not comparable to that of a zombie.

Just then, doctor Morgan felt despair creeping through his mind. He realized how foolish he was when creating such a dangerous monster without thinking about the consequences to come. He regrets his choice and hopes to go back in time to change everything.

However, in a pinched state, a strong spirit of resistance grew within Doctor Morgan. In his last attempt to survive, he tried to make use of his mental abilities that had yet to be completely lost. In the chaos of thought, he concentrated his energy and tried to reverse the influence that the zombies exerted on him.

Doctor Morgan felt a little trembling as his strength began to peak. He aimed his abilities at the zombie, trying to influence the monster's mind with his own mental strength. The resistance against zombie control becomes a war between two opposing forces.

Instantly, the zombie came to a halt for a moment. His red eyes flickered, showing signs of confusion. However, it was only an instant. The strength of the zombies was stronger than what doctor Morgan had anticipated, and the control he was trying to maintain only lasted for a short while.

With a swift and ferocious movement, the zombie broke free from the mental influence of Doctor Morgan. He attacks violently, grabbing the body of Doctor Morgan with a deadly grip. Doctor Morgan senses the approaching zombie teeth, promising pain and destruction.

Pinched, Morgan's doctor felt a combination of fear of regret and horror.