Infected

Chapter 23

Infected: Chapter XXIII

I have been hastily following to twin trails of blood, one maroon and one yellow. I have come across something that makes me want to punch a hole in the Earth, burst out in tears and find out more all at the same time. I am crouching low, desperate to not make a sound as I see a crowd of half-metal zombie, bulky fat zombies and normal zombies eagerly munch on a huge pile of disembodied chunks of bone and flesh!

The smell is foul and smells like sewage, mould and a long dead animals all at the same time. The zombies are biting at eachother and at the huge mound, desperate for a good feast. I have Finnick's sports bag slung over my shoulder, I hurriedly dump it on the ground and search through it. I find Finnick's lucky baseball bat, no... Aha! Perfect, I reach in and snatch the blades on the lethal totem tennis pole, I start to reconsider, what if I die? Finnick and Jess might not even be here! The blood trails ended mysteriously about a hundred metres back. No. I have to do this, I can stand here and watch as countless amounts of innocent people are eaten hungrily.

I exhale calmly, pull the ripcord. The lawnmower engine purrs to life and spins the bloody blades like a helicopter. I take a step out of my feeble hiding spot in the bushes just as I realise that I have just become the new source of food for the entire hoarde!

A zombie leaps at me crazily and I swiftly shave off its head, giving the blades a new coating of fresh, yellow blood. I see a metal zombie a few metres away strutting towards me awkwardly as it tries to balance its weight. I dodge a huge, muscly zombie and rip towards the metal zombie, it grabs my shoulder with its zombie arm as I come close, but I quickly slice it off in a flurry of deadly razors. It howls in pain as I slice of the flesh part of its head. One final gush of sickly, yellow blood sprays onto the ground as I start to see how many were really coming to get me and I realised that this was going to be the closest call in the whole history of the zombie apocalypse. I turn around just as the body-builder zombie hurl a starving, slimy zombie doggie at me! I tear the dog's body in half as it flies towards me.

The body hits the ground abruptly as I face up the next opponent, the body-builder. I wait for it to leap at me courageously, I sidestep and the zombie smashes into the dirt, I cut of one of its legs and step back cautiously. PUT-PUT-put-put-put.... Oh SH**! The engine ran out of fuel! I take a step back and turn to start running as I feel a massive chunk of my shoulder being ripped out by a zombie....

Blood sprays everywhere and my sight dissappears....