It all started when Paul first arrived here. As he stepped out of the car, he knew that he didn't want to be here. Before he could get back in the car, two men came out of the hospital's front doors. The two men grabbed ahold of Paul, one of them on each side of him. They dragged him to the front doors. He was yelling, screaming, like a madman, and throwing his arms into the air. But no matter how much he tried to get free, the two men still held onto him. As the men dragged Paul through the doors, a man pulled the doors shut behind them. As they went deeper into the darkness of the hospital, Paul's screams slowly faded away.
The two men continued to drag Paul down the hallway, then they threw him into room 15. One of the men slammed the door shut and locked it. Paul threw himself at the door, and yelled at them to let him out, but they didn't listen. For the rest of the day, he sat in the center of his room, crying and yelling for somebody to let him out. But nobody came to his rescue. Finally, his throat hurt from yelling and his eye-lids felt heavy. Paul climbed onto his feet, went over to the bed, laid on his back, and went to sleep.
The next morning, Paul woke up to the sound of pounding on his door. He got out of the bed, and walked over to the door. He heard the sound of the lock being unlocked, and the door opened. Outside in the hallway, standing outside the doorway, was a police officer. The officer grabbed Paul from the front of the shirt and yanked him out into the hallway. The officer led Paul into the gym, and when they came into the room, Paul yanked his shirt out of the officer's grip.
He took off full speed, running towards the back yard, and he burst through the doors. He searched around the yard, looking for something. Finally, he found what he was looking for, an axe. He took the axe and rushed back inside. Paul snuck up behind the police officer, and he raised the axe into the air. With a quick movement of his arms, he brought the axe down, and slashed the officer's head off. The officer's headless body fell onto the floor, with a thump, blood spilling onto the ground. The head rolled to a stop next to the body.
The other patients screamed at the sight of the officer's headless body. Paul looked down at the bloody axe in his hands. Horrified by what he has done, he dropped the axe, and the axe landed on the ground. More police officers came over to him, grabbed ahold of him, and dragged him to the electric chair. They threw him into the chair, and strapped him into the chair. They made sure the straps were super tight then they left.
The doctor came over to Paul. "You have been very bad. I'll fix that, don't worry." he told Paul, staring at the man, tied to the chair. He stepped back then he flipped a switch. Sparks lit up the room as Paul was being shocked by the electric wires. The doctor didn't switch the machine off until there was steam rising from Paul's body. He finally flipped the switch off. "Now we have fixed it." he said, patting Paul's shoulder as the doctor made his way out of the room.
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Escape From Jacksonville
HorrorThe end of the world has arrived. Jacksonville is overrunned by the undead and several groups of survivors are scattered across the city. Can they find each other and manage to escape?