The gun smoked up like a coal powered train. I rushed over to the ledge, and looked for a spot to jump. I found the closest platform and dropped down. My back hit the cold metal, and burned my skin. I stood up, and opened the old, dirty window. I saw men rushing up the stairs. I climbed through, and laid under the bed. I laid there until I fell into a deep sleep.
The pain in my shoulder was unbearable, and I wasn't able to make noise. The men rushed all around this building looking for me, for at least three hours. I stood up, once the hallways were clear, and climbed out of the window. I got back onto the roof, and took everything from the dead scum up there. I found some bullets for my current weapon. I went down the stairs, and got the the floor above the exit. There were men at the exit, and they weren't armed. I walked into a room on my current floor, and found a hammer. I grabbed it, and walked to the door. The men screamed for help, and I bashed them over the heads, and lost grip of the hammer because of the blood everywhere. I busted through the door, and ran in the direction of that man in the yellow building hat. I walked for hours not seeing much, and just then, I heard a truck. The whole city was being held as a compound! But there were only like fifty men controlling it. I wanted to take that apartment building out at least. My death at this point was inevitable. I hated being hunted. I jumped in a bush, and waited for it to pass. It seemed like forever. The screams of a middle aged man hit my ears. The men on the truck heard it also, and they turned in the direction of the screams. I wanted to help, so as they were inches away from the bush, I took a knife out of my bag, and stuck it into the front tire. I quickly laid still in the bush, as men inspected the flat tire. I snuck away quietly, and reached the man in the woods. There was a small cabin, and it was too small for them to spot in the city. It was a hideout! I knocked on the door, and then opened it. I seen the man in the yellow hat standing there next to a dead bandit, and the builder guy had a knife plunged in his thigh............

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Darkness Awaits!
Mystery / ThrillerForget the zombies....How will this rag-tag group of survivors survive against other humans....