Survivors

Chapter One: The Restaurant

I cannot believe this is really happening!
I thought that I had stopped it from breaking out. I guess it got out somehow.
But how?
No one, and I mean NO ONE, can escape through that door...
Unless...
No. Someone wouldn't be stupid enough to....
I know that for a fact.
I thought I was the only survivor from down there.
This can't be real. It has to be a dream!

Yes! That's exactly what this is! A really bad dream, a nightmare.

I blinked a few times, to make sure that they weren't still there.

I can't believe it, now I'm the only person who can try and save some of these people...

I looked around for an off-duty cop. Saw one man in his uniform.
I got out of my seat and walked towards him. The waitress walked by and dropped a glass cup. I probably would've helped her, but now isn't the time.

I looked out the front window and saw some of them getting closer to Antonia's Restaurant.
I went around the waitress, she was mumbling something to herself. I didn't hear what she was saying, plus I didn't really care at the moment.

I was a little nervous. What was I going to say to the cop? I didn't even think of that before getting up from my seat.

I wondered to myself; should I say the truth? Even if I did, he'd probably think I was crazy and have me institutionalize do or he'd think I was drunk and take me to the station...
I can't just go up to him. I have to save these people.
Even if that meant telling him how those things got here, maybe even tell him what they were...
No, I can't. He'll probably shoot me if I were to tell him what they were, and how they got here.

This isn't like those movies or games, this was--is-- real, and it's very hard to believe.

I remember everything.

Why those things are here, and how it all started.

Also why I'm here, at this very moment.