I Will Survive

1 - Gabe

The sun started to rise over the dark gloomy prison. Groans came from the surrounding woodland and everyone was awake. The prisoners just got locked into their cells after their early breakfast.

"Kay, everyone inside?" Gabe said whilst locking up the cells. Gabe had a six pack, slightly muscular arms and legs, black short spiked hair, sky blues eyes, stubble and was quite tall. He never got a girlfriend or made a family as he knew his job would get in the way of his real life. So being a prison warden became his life.

"Alright, listen up!" Gabe banged his baton onto one of the cell doors. "I am the officer here so you guys better listen to what I say! Okay? The zombie outbreak has got over control. These cells you guys are in are an extra defence against them. Yes you've done bad things in your life that's why you've been put in these cells. But right now they are saving you. I'm not allowed to let you guys go. But you know what? I'm letting you go! You all probably want to see your families and I'm gonna let you do that. But I'm not helping you get to them. I'm going to give you a decision, now do you all want to have the protection of the prison or do you all want to leave?"

The was a loud rumble around the room of cell mates talking to each other. They had all come to a final conclusion. To leave the prison. Gabe went into the office and slid open the hatch that unlocked the doors.

"Your all free to go!" He shouted down the microphone. All of the doors made a loud clicking noise as they all unlocked and the hundreds of prisoners all wandered out of their cells. On the cameras Gabe could see all of the prisoners walking single file out of the prison, they all left so easily. Some of them got eaten by stray walkers, but the rest ran away. All of them, except one.

Suddenly alarms went off. The screech was piercing and must have been heard from miles around.

"Fuck, Fuck..." Gabe repeated as he quickly put on his prison guard heavy arms outfit, got 2 pistols and got his survival pack. He opened the office door and sprinted through the prison towards the exit. He ran past the one prisoner that stayed, their eyes locked. He couldn't leave him. He ran back towards the last prisoner

"Do you want to stay here or come with me? It's my job to make sure I help anyone in need" Gabe said calmly

"I can't c-come my l-leg" The prisoner looked at his leg, it was twisted the wrong way round and was bent backwards.

"Fuck.." Gabe said as he grabbed the prisoner and hurled him over his shoulder. "You're coming with me!"

Gabe ran out of the prison, trying to ignore the loud alarm and the weight of the prisoner on one shoulder. He then looked up at the fresh morning sun and took in the fresh air

"I am Gabe, I am 28 years old, I am a prison warden and I WILL SURVIVE!"