Aftermath

Chapter 1

My feet ache from running, walking, just moving at all. I look at the tall buildings, I walk in the middle of the street. I imagined what it would be like on a busy day. Cars flying by, people rushing. Noise, sweet noise.
     As I day dream a screech echoes behind me about two buildings back. Running again, why with all this running?! My feet dash to a flat out run. The patter of feet follow behind me, the screams grow closer. No no no my life can't end like this, not like this.
I turn and run to closed building, screams, pitter patter of feet, the smell of rotting flesh grows closer. The building is not 20 feet away, 10, 9...
I jump through the window shattering the glass beneath my right shoulder.

"Damnit!"

They reached the window and tried crawling through it. Not like this. One makes it through, teeth chattering, hands wailing, fresh blood drips from its mouth. It flops on the floor making its way to me. I fumble for my knife when suddenly I herd a pop. The being lays on the ground lifeless, and again a pop, and again.

"You alright?!" A rough voice says.

I look up a find a man standing there with 357 magnum smoking. All I noticed is his gun and machete. I was saved by Rambo? Darkness forms around my eyes. I feel my body plop on the ground, I have finally over worked myself. The specks again this time soft.

"Your a tough girl, you got this. Just don't fade out."

     My world goes black. I have finally gave out.