Is It The Last Of Us

Chapter Thirty-One

The Bloater paced around, spore clouds filling the air as Clickers and Runners filled the room. 

The only thing I could think of was to bum-rush past all of them at the right time. 

" Ellie?" I heard Jessie whisper. 

I looked around. 

" Up here." 

 I poked my head out to see Jessie in the rafters.

He tossed a molotov at the Bloaters head, then shooting a hole two clips into its head before it died, then shooting through the window, the bullet hitting glass. 

The infected yelled and darted for the window, all of them falling to their death. 

Jessie dropped down and we booked it to the metal gate as a Bloaters roaring filled the air. 

Automatic fire from the AK's tore the infected to pieces after we cleared the door. 

Dead bodies quickly started to pile up before a hand clinched the gate, trying to rase it up. 

The hand was shot off, along with the other one when it clenched the gate. 

Two of the Burners stapped up as a man pulled up the gate a bit more, a few granades being tossed in to disbatch the Shamblers and Bloaters. 

The gate held up the entire time, but clearing the area of bodies took longer. 

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About a month had gone buy. We've been worked to the bone to much I'm forming muscles. 

The tunnels were clear of all infected, and some of the trains were put  back on the rails to help with the supply moving. 

I don't know how long I've slept today, but I definetly need more. 

We haven't heard anything from Jackson for a few days. I hope everything's okay. 

" Up and attem young ladies and gentelman!" Out souad leader yelled at her longs. 

I shut my journel and headed to the new shower room. 

I'd take that over the freezing lake anyday. 

Some millatary personal were found at an overrun base a week ago. Izic and their Captian were working together fine, only because the Captian was his older sister.

" Holy shit, is that a journal?!" A girl yelled beside me. 

I looked up to see a sunkissed girl, her deep red hair socking wet. 

" Yeah." 

" Do you mind if I touch it? I haven't seen one in forever." 

" Ah, sure." 

She rubbed it, then smelled it. " Man, I miss journeling." 

She gave it back to me a few secounds after that. 

" I'm Rilee." 

I swollowed hard. " Ellie." 

" Nice to meet you Ellie. You wanna eat breakfast with me?" 

" I would but we have to eat with our squads." 

" Maybe we can catch eachother off the clock. I'll see you later." 

" Squad 13, you can shower now." A female soldire said. 

I put my journel in my backpach and locked my locker shut, entering the thin stall, the semi-warm water spilling out of the short waterhose.