Final Crisis

Chapter 23

The group had exited the building they were in. They looked around at all the open space and other buildings.

“The dorms are a lot farther away from this than I remember,” Juliet sighed.

“It’s okay. We’ll do fine!” Merin said, clutching his knife. “I see it as us being like sailors…or pirates…crossing the sea to uh, a new island, or something.”

“I guess.”

They carefully walked, checking behind anything that an infected could possibly be hiding behind.

“Something feels off, there’s not that many zombies around,” Juliet noted.

“Watch out!” Raphael yelled and shoved her aside. A giant blob of sludge barely missed their heads and landed on the ground with a squishy plop.

“Where the hell did that come from?” Bill aimed his rifle in the direction the sludge was thrown from.

“I don’t see anything,” Finn responded while squinting. He looked at the blob on the ground, noticing that there were purple chunks within it.

The faint sound of a gunshot came to their ears.

“What was that?” Merin turned around.

“Sounded like it came from behind us—I think from the arts building,” Finn stated.

Juliet’s eyes widened. “Shit, it might be the FWR group.”

“Could be. We should get going.”

At that moment, several infected charged out of one of the buildings, which they recognized as the medical building. They turned all their attention towards the coming infected, and Bill began to pick them off. Loud pops filled the air from his suppressed rifle.

Finn tensed up at the sight of other infected present in most of the other buildings surrounding them. They trudged around, visible through windows. He noticed that some were resting on it, but then turning around and seemingly looking right at the group. He could only imagine how many were present inside them, and if they could hear the pops from Bill’s gun.

Something feels off…

However, an extremely loud pop rang through the air. A bullet whizzed past Bill’s head, and the group turned around to see five people gathered several feet away from them.

“Hey! You’re coming with us!” One of the people shouted.

“Fuck, I think that’s them!” Juliet blurted out.

Finn attempted to reach for his gun, but stopped himself upon seeing the guns pointed at them.

“What do you want?” Bill shouted, slowly lowering his gun and turning around.

“We want you to come with us; including you two new ones,” The same member said, “My name is Tony. What’s yours?”

“Bill. And this is Merin.”

Tony took out a notepad and a pen, taking off the cap with his mouth and holding it there as he scribbled it down.

“And how do you spell your name, sweetheart?” Tony said, looking at Merin.

He furrowed his eyebrows and hesitantly answered. “Uh, M-E—”

“Woah! I thought you were a girl!” The guy laughed then shook his head. “My apologies.”

“Do you want me to keep spelling or—”

“Nah, nah, I think I got it," He held up the notepad. "See?"