Human Kind After The Infection

Chapter 4: The Not So Perfect Escape

Chapter 4: The Not So Perfect Escape

After i found out my sister left me to die in school..E suggested that we run away from school..so we did and when i tell you that, that was the scariest game of tag i have ever played so far in my life..it was. All over the parking lot people were being chased and eaten alive...this game of tag was simple..don't get tagged and you will live to see another day..get tagged and you will be it...forever it. Me and E decided to run towards the street hoping there wasn't alot of zombies out there..i wish we hadn't..the road was filled with zombies...all scattered around like pieces to a chess game. I was scarred as f*ck but i don't want to show it. Some of the zombies started to take notice and i remember me thinking.."how do they know were here!!!??...aren't they blind??" Some started limping towards us..but most of them started running to us like we were free food in a buffet line. I looked for anyway of escaping..then i saw a truck driving towards us from the opposite direction and the person stuck his head out the window(maybe to see if we were infected) I noticed it was one of my friends Christopher Gonzalez(but we all called him Gonzalez because we knew to much Christopher's at our school) I screamed,"Yo!!! Gonzalez!!!!" He screamed,"Yo!!! Get the f*ck out of the way!!!" We moved just in time to see him drive right past us through the zombie army..i was mad as f*ck..that day had been the worst day of my life...so far but there was still hope. He created a path we could run down and we didn't hesitate to run through.it. Some took our example and ran with us. For mindless flesh eating idiots..they figured out the plan pretty quick...dozen by dozen as we passed them they turned and realized and slowly started chasing us down. I literally ran for my life. I didn't know why but i looked back and i regretted it...we were being chased by hundreds of zombies!!! Naw...I'm playing...they were maybe around 40 but at the moment...it felt like hundreds. I looked at E and i could tell we weren't going to be able to keep it up because the more we ran..the closer they got..its like they never get tired!!! That's what i thought until i noticed some in the front of the demonic zombie army slowed down and stop runing but they were still closing in on us..we needed somewhere to hide and quick. That's when i remembered that one of my friends lived in the apartments close to the school so i told E to follow me and he did. We ran towards a fence and jumped over as fast as we could..around 6 of the people who took our example ran to the fence with us..the rest kept running straight..me and E made our way over it while the zombies were getting closer..two other people made it over but the last 4 was struggling because the pressure and the fact that they were fighting to get over first. One person out of the four made it to the top and one person tried to climb him and ended up pulling him down..then some of the zombies arrived and grabbed two of the people and the other two started to panic more and tried to climb faster but it was late!! The zombies grabbed their legs and one by one i watched and heard them scream for their lives and i couldn't do anything but watch them get eaten alive. The two who made it across ran away and me and E did the same. It didn't look like the zombies could climb fences so we assumed we were safe for a while. We ran to the apartment and saw zombies roaming around the lobby...maybe like 4. They didn't notice us so we tried to sneak to the elevator. We made it but the elevator was taking to long to come down so we decided to take to stairs. We ran up the stairs as fast as we could but we were already tired from already running. He lived at the 8th floor of the building do it took us a while to get there. We ran by a couple of zombies while we were running up but they noticed us passing to late and eventually we made it to the 8th floor. We ran towards his apt door and noticed something disturbing..i saw his dad laying across the rail with a gun in his hand and gun wound across his head..he had a bite mark in his bicep..i inferred he committed suicide. I slowly walked to the door and knocked..then i screamed,"Graig!!! Open the door!!!" An then...the door opened.