My sister, Pearl Williams, rushed out of the room.
Her face was pale and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
It seemed like he had experienced an extremely terrifying nightmare.
She screamed at her parents to sell the house immediately.
She also asked them to hand over all their savings to her.
Her parents asked her with concern what was wrong and whether she had had a terrible nightmare.
She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, running around in circles.
Said he dreamed of the future.
In half a month, a zombie virus will break out in our city.
The virus will spread quickly and sweep across the country.
The most important task now is to sell everything that can be converted into cash.
Then build an indestructible safe house. In this way, the three of them can safely survive the end of the world in it.
Yes, a family of three.
They have already excluded me.
My mother always listens to my sister and immediately prepared to go back to the house to get the bank card.
My father took a puff of his cigarette, frowned, and looked hesitant.
"Pearl Williams, how can you be sure your dreams are real?"
"Maybe it was just an ordinary nightmare."
My sister Pearl Williams said with a proud look on her face.
"I remember every detail of the dream clearly, which shows that I am the chosen one."
"If it was just an ordinary dream, would you remember the details so clearly?"
She glanced at the time.
"At ten o'clock, the couple downstairs will quarrel. Just wait and see."
Pearl Williams said it with absolute certainty.
This gave my dad a little more trust.
Sure enough, it was just a few minutes after ten o'clock.
There was a fierce quarrel downstairs.
It was the couple who lived downstairs from us.
My mother has completely believed what my sister said.
Keep urging my dad to get the bank card.
But my dad looked at me and asked.
"Serena Williams, what do you think?"
In my previous life, my father asked me the same question.
Of course I don't believe it.
Because every two days, the couple downstairs would have a fight.
The time is roughly around ten o'clock.
So I think Pearl Williams was just having a nightmare.
Pearl Williams reluctantly said a few more things that would happen next.
The result is predictable.
None of it was right.
My dad finally chose to believe me and thought Pearl Williams was treating the nightmare as reality.
No savings were given to her, nor was the house sold.
He even confiscated the down payment that was intended for her to buy a house.
Pearl Williams held a grudge against me for this.
Half a month later, the shocking news came out from abroad.
Some passers-by were biting others on the street like crazy.
Behaving like a zombie.
Pearl Williams' hatred for me reached a peak.
She believes that if it weren't for me, she would have become a wealthy apocalyptic boss by now.
One day, she asked me to go hiking with her, and then she cruelly pushed me off the cliff.
"Serena Williams, you deserve to die! If it weren't for you, I would have been the king of the apocalypse now!"
"This is all your fault, go to hell!!"
There is a wildlife park at the foot of the cliff.
I was mauled to death by a wild animal.
After she returned home, her parents discovered something.
But instead of blaming her, I announced to the public that I accidentally fell off a cliff.
My mother said crying.
"Serena Williams, you will forgive your sister, right? Now that you are gone, we can't live without your sister."
My dad said so too.
"Don't always disobey your sister. Your sister never lies. It's because of you that we didn't make any preparations. You deserved your death."
In this case, I choose to respect and bless their decision in this life.
I want to see if the zombie apocalypse she keeps talking about will actually come.
