Infected

Chapter 12

Infected: Chapter XII

It's dark, Finnick must have shut the lights off to help us sleep, my head feels like its been hit by a frieghttrain, well an enormous zombie is probably the same thing. A sweet taste hangs in my mouth, I stand up and spit at the ground, blood, I feel to my mouth to find one front tooth missing, one from the back and one bottom front tooth, "Yuck..." I mutter. I can't see Finnick anywhere. Oh there he is, I can see him pacing further down the aisle, probably nervous about this whole thing. I remember the time when I had a nervous breakdown, soon after Finnick was back to normal, besides being a zombie. I realise this is a perfect opportunity to play a good ol' prank. I have a sly grin on my face as I sneak up to him, he still hasn't realised that I am here in the darkness. I pounce onto his back, "RAAAWWWRR!!" I scream, right in his ear. I am laughing as I am hit in the ribs by something metallic, "OUCH!!" I shout out, he almost broke my ****ing ribs! I was thinking why Finnick would go over the top and smash me with his bat, bat then I look up, pain pangs through my chest but I manage to see a glint reflecting off the thing's shoulder, dawn has just come and is starting to shine through the windows, just in time. I run backwards more into the light to get a better look at this supposed hybrid and I see something stunning, a shirtless zombie with plain jeans is divided diagonally from its left hip up to the top of its head! It reminded me of two-face the evil villain from matban or the exterminator. I see that the legs must be competely made out of metal, ( with balls of steel!! ) I snap out of my awe just as the zombie struts up to me and smashes me with its fist. "OWWWW!!" I scream out in pain, I try to overcome it as I scramble towards Finnick's sports bag which is nearby, I pull out the nearest weapon, the totem tennis pole. Careful not to cut myself on the razor-sharp blades as I stand, still ignoring the pain, I pull the ripcord, RUN-NUN-NUN-NUN-Nun-nuuuu. Not working, I swear the zombie grins as it starts to walk towards me again. I pull the ripcord again, same result, "SH**!!" I scream, one last time.... YES!! The zombie raises its fist, just as I saw of its arm. Or at least try to, the blades spark and freeze up when I bring them down on the zombie's arm. Oh **** why couldn't this zombie be a zombie that punches with its left hand?! The zombie actually smirks as it walks toward me again, to my ever impending doom....