Chapter Eleven: Dash

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William stared at me in shock. Anger spread across his face, but it was quickly hidden in tears. "Don't shoot me," he begged

"Get back," I demanded. "Me and Mellisa are going to get out of here. We are going to risk running out of here, and we're not going to stay in a small building for the rest of our lives. "Mellisa, wake up, we're leaving," I shouted at her, not caring if any of the creatures heard me.

William slowly backed away from me. His face was tear-stricken yet also red with anger. He stared at me in disbelief and hatred. "Mellisa," he pleaded, "you wouldn't do this to me."

"I thought I knew who you were, but apparently I don't," she snapped. She looked up and started climbing out the hole.

"But Mellisa," William begged again, but he cut himself off with tears.

I gave Mellisa the gun and she pointed it at William. I started climbing out of the hole in the roof. I jumped onto the stool Mellisa had used and climbed outside. The frigid air dotted my skin instantly. A faint wind was blowing, and it seemed to carry the moans along with it. I slowly stood up and looked out in front of me.

The entire base was lying in ruins. Almost every building that used to be there was a charred square of burnt wood. I looked at the few standing houses and saw lights on in them. Could there still be people? I asked myself. I stared into the windows of the homes, looking for movement, but it was still. I looked around the building we were in, and several creatures were all surrounding it. There wasn't any place to run. Mellisa walked up beside me and stared at the horrors. I looked out at the edge of the fort and saw the sandbags. Most of them were broken, and sand was laying on the floor. Some of them looked like they had been clawed through, but most bags had bullet holes in them. A few dead bodies were laying on the ground inside the fort, but not many. Most people were probably bit, I thought, staring at the few bodies on the ground. Moans came from beneath us. I could hear them start to get louder. William's crying became louder with it. The creatures were piling up around the building at the constant sound.

"William, stop crying or you'll kill us all!" Mellisa shouted, backing near the middle of the building roof.

William quiets down, but his crying is still audible. The creatures still sturred, but they stopped trying to climb onto the building. Mellisa breathed out a sigh of relief. We walked near the hole I had shot into the roof earlier. William still sat in the building crying. I peered my head down in the hole, looking at William.

"William, I need you to listen to me," I said quietly, making sure not to annoy the creatures.

"Go away," he responded like a child.

"William, I need you to listen to me," I repeated to him.

"Go away," he said louder, looking up from his hands.

"William, do you want to stay here and die? Do you want us to leave you alone? Or would you rather stay here alone and eventually die?" I shouted angrily to him, annoyed at how he was acting. "You're being childish and you know it, so stop."

"I want you to stay here," he stated.

"William, we are not staying here and you know it!"

"I want you to stay here."

"Have it your way." I sighed, lifting my head from the roof and feeling annoyed. I walked away from the hole to Mellisa.

"He's always been stubborn," she said calmly.

"He isn't being stubborn," I corrected. "He's being suicidal, stupid, and childish. Stubborn is not the word. But, back on the subject." I looked around the small building. "How are we getting off?"

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