We made our way to the outside world. Leon and Sarah was whispering to each other, every time i asked what was going on? They replied with nothing. peter is still freaking out and Scott has stopped shaking. Me and Ben are still messing around, ok so we're in a middle of a zombie apocalypse but we need to make it the best we can. So far coming out of the smelly sewers and into the light, burned my eyes and the smell wasn't any better.
I can hear loads of humming and feet dragging across the floor. Peter started to panic as we crouched around the corner to the police station. There was zombies, in bullet proof armor an guns. "They must have been biten, trying to get rid of the other zombies" I whispered, Peter had a harsh reply, "You don't say". His cocky voice pissed me off. I clenched my fists and moved closer to Scott. He looked angered by his words but i pulled him close to make him feel better.
The humming was getting louder as we moved closer to the building. "How.... How many do you think are in there?" Came Ben from behind me. Leon whispered back, "No idea, all i know is that we have to try and get some guns and stuff before we enter the building". He seemed to go comando if you ask me. I looked around and they were everywhere, sliding across the floor some of them. I tapped Leon and he moved his head to the side.
"What about if we get them off the crawling ones?" My whispers were a little loud and some of them turned around. "RUN!" yelled Sarah as we ran around the building. I lost touch and so me and Scott was on our own. I slammed down the hammer i had in my hands on top of a bleeding, open skull. Blood splattered onto me and i jumped back. "Behind you" Scott said as he moved to pull me forward. He took care of that one for me and after a couple of hits, it was lying still on the floor.
We was surrounded, i heard a gun shot, it periced through my ears as Leon came into view with a shotgun. Trust im to get one of those. "INSIDE NOW!" he ordered. I grabbed hold of Scott's hand and we ran for the building. The percing gun shots were making me lose my hearing a little and i was feeling dizzy. Once we was inside, Leon adn Sarah started to build up the door. I froze on the spot, "Hey, we still have all the others in here to deal with" i commented as i loooked at the door, full of wood.
"It's a metal door, it should hold out and with the wood it would be hard to reach in if the doors so open a little" came Sarah's response. This wasn't aming me feel any better. How did Sarah ahve a gun? Did she even know how to use one? We all looked at each other and stopped to listen for the humming. I notice Peter was wincing. "Hey you ok?". I ofcourse lowered my voice so no one else could hear. "Fine let's keep going". His voice was gruff and he sounded pissed off.
We moved down the stairs to where the louder humming noises were coming from. The loud sound of gun shots echoes through the hot atmosphere. I covered my ears and moved closer into Scott. His arms fell around my waist as we walked closer and closer to the cells. "We have to go through the cells to get to the gun room". Leon commented as i stepped onto the staircase and started to make my way down it.
The cells were dark and the lights kept flickering. The sound of humming was heard all around us and the smell made me reach. Leon was in front i think and the it was Sarah and Ben. scott and Peter was behind me. I looked to my right as the lights flickered on, a zombie was walking around his cell, it was closed, hoow did he get infected?. His jaw was biten off and his eyes were hanging out.
I couldn't hold it in any longer. I bent over and reached. The warm lumpy sick was pouring out my mouth, i felt Scott grab hold of the falling hair and held me up. I was soon finished, "You ok?" asked a very concerned Sarah. I couldn't see her but i could hear it in her voice, "Yeah im good" i replied, not sure if either one of us believed that.
I heard a door being opened and a dim light going on. Leon walked inside and then we all made our way i there. Behind me, Scott locked the door and we all slumped to the floor. Ben took out a cigarette and sarted to puff away at it. "Anyone want one?" he asked as he looked at us all. His eyes periced through me as i shook my head. We ate for a short while, i had a very warm coke and a packet of ready salted crisps.
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Living With The Dead...
FantasyAfter a zombie apocalypse broke free a group of survivors are trying their best to survive living with the undead, but what is worse living with the walking dead or living with the living?.