I briskly ran out of my home locking the door behind me. I was alarmed at what I seen. I was face to face with a zombie scowling at me.It lunged at me with hungry black eyes. I dodged and came up behind the crazed beast and threw it down on the ground. Crunch! Dark blood dripped from the zombie's cranium. Eww. "Pick up the pace Nien!" A familiar voice yelled. "Brandon," I said, running to a near by church where a tall brown haired boy motioned me inside. Soon, I arrived at a large church filled with people, all whom I reconized. Brandon tapped my shoulder, freighting me. "Hey, do you have a clue what's going on?"
He said his blue eyes coated with worry.
"Not a clue." I replied trying not to seem scared.
"Well, we need to find out fast,"
Brandon replied staring down at his blue Nike shoes. They were coated in that same dark blood....
Somewhere nearby a man screamed followed by a strange gurgling noise. The crowd split down the middle dashing to each side of the church. Revealing a man with a large bite mark in his neck. "Everyone stay calm!" I said calmly to the screaming, terrified crowd. People dashed out the door. A few getting bit as they paniced losing site of what was going on.
I turned to Brandon. He was stunned like he had just seen a ghost. Or to be more specific a zombie. "Um Brandon?" I said staring noticeably off behind him. He quickly turned to see what I had been looking at. He came face to face with the being that had bit that mans neck.
