Escape From Jacksonville

10

"RUN!" Dylan yelled, his voice echoing through the night. The remaining eleven teenagers started to run through the tombstones. Suddenly, a howl ripped through the night, followed by two more howls. Ben, Maggie, and Ethan could all hear the sound of sharp claws scratching the tombstones behind them. Three werewolves were chasing after the eleven teenagers, and one of the werewolves launched itself at Maggie. She fell onto the grass, and rolled onto her back, as the beast towered over her.

She was on her back, the werewolf had one of its paws on Maggie's chest, pinning her to the ground. She stared up into the werewolf's beating red eyes and she realized that she was looking into the eyes of her death. Maggie screamed as the beast lowered its head and dug its sharp fangs into her throat. Ben and Ethan ran with the rest of the group, leaving Maggie behind. Ben stopped running as he felt a cold chill run down his back. He started to say something, but before he could, he was yanked backwards.

He landed on his back and tried to get back on his feet. Before he could stand up, something grabbed ahold of the back of his jacket. He was starting to get dragged across the ground, and he grabbed onto a tombstone. He held onto the grave marker as whatever had him kept on pulling. "Help me, Ethan! Help me!" Ben yelled, his hands starting to lose their grip on the gravestone. Finally, both of Ben's hands lost their grip, and he fell onto the grass. His cries for help faded away as he was being dragged deeper into the graveyard.

Ethan ran behind Dylan, Jacob, and the rest of the group. Suddenly, two hands grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him back. He tried to yell for help but no words came out of his mouth. He was helpless as he fell onto the ground. He looked up at what grabbed him, and he finally managed to let out a gasp. A vampire stared down at him, with its blood red eyes.

Dylan, Peter, Jacob, and the five other teenagers were so close to the other side of the cemetery. The eight teens came to a sudden stop, staring at the five werewolves that stood a couple of feet away from them. They turned to run but they couldn't. A group of zombies stood in front of them, their bloody fingers reaching out. Frank looked to the left then to the right and realized that they were surrounded. As the circle of undead creatures closed in on the teens, they all got their weapons ready.

The eight teens all had their back together, fearing that they were all next to die. Suddenly, all of the undead creatures started to slowly back away from the teens. The monsters kept on backing up until there was plenty of space between them and the teenagers. Both Dylan and Peter didn't want to stand around and wait for anything else to happen. "Let's go, now..." Peter told the rest of the group, grabbing ahold of Jacob's jacket collar.

The remaining survivors took off running to the gate they came from. They were halfway to the gate when Susie felt a hand pull on the back of her collar. "Daniel, help me!" she yelled, trying to get her collar free from the hand's grip. Daniel stopped and went back to help her. When he reached her, he raised his sword above his head, and he brought the sword down. With a quick movement of his hand, the sword sliced through the zombie's arm.

The zombie's hand released its grip on Susie's collar, as it fell to the ground. Where the hand used to be, there was a bloody stump, with blood oozing out. With his free hand, Daniel yanked Susie forward, trying to get her to run. The zombie just stared at them, watching the two of them run away. The two of them joined the six other teenagers at the gate. "We'll have to climb back over." Jacob said, looking at Peter. Peter started to climb back over the gate then he dropped down on the other side.

"Come on, hurry up." he said, staring at them through the gate. Dylan, Jane, and Jacob all climbed over the fence, and joined Peter on the outside of the cemetery. The four others climbed over and they joined the others. The eight teenagers ran up the street, running towards the hospital. Once they reached the hospital, they went inside. The lobby was a total mess. The eight teenagers decided to take the stairs up to the roof. They decided to use the helicopter to escape from this place.