HOW MUCH T1ME

Very Important Person

We began to block back up the hole in the side of the rubble mound. And hide inside. Quietly and patiently we waited until we thought that the undead had passed. We waited for it to come but we didn't hear anyone walking around, so we decided to have a rest and go to sleep. Suddenly a scream came from outside of the rubble waking us. We quickly began to move some bricks and tiles away. We checked that there is no other mutated people around our little fort.

Where there used to be a pile of dead bodies near the exit door now is only two half consumed bodies. The rest have disappeared. We climb out and begin to find where the scream is coming from. As we search the theatre as quickly as possible we see up in one of the VIP seating areas a young girl stuck. She is on the small balcony screaming as the mutated begin to break the glass doors. We ran up to where she was and tried to get her attention without making to much noise.

"Oh...please help me." She said after seeing us. Her hair was all ruffed up and she looked like she had just been in an explosion. She must have had something to do with the fire on the stage.

"Climb over the railing and stay quiet. Noise attracts them." I say just loud enough for her to hear.

"Ok" she whispers. She climbs over the railing and prepares to jump down.

"I'm to scared" she said worried. Just as she said she couldn't do it the mutated burst through the glass doors. She immediately dropped. I caught her in my arms and we began to run back to our little fort. Darcy helped the girl into the fort entrance while I got a sharp object and waited for the mutated to come running for us. The mutated were jumping off the small balcony so they could get to us quicker.

"Hurry!" I said beginning to panic. They finally got in and I quickly got in shortly after wards. We blocked up the hole as quickly as we could with as much rubble as we could and huddle together in the middle of the little cave to avoid them being able to reach us through cracks in the rubble. They were clawing away at the hole we covered up but couldn't fully open it up. They were just about to get in and then I heard the sound of rain. They all stopped what they where doing and raced back to shelter. Rain began to come into our little fort through the holes they made. We decided to move to another place. We found the other end of the rubble pile and found an opening to the stage. The fire had died out so at least we had a chance of getting backstage without having the risk of catching on fire. We went backstage and started to look for an empty room.

"Didn't we close and lock that door?" Darcy asked in a worried tone. It was her dressing room where the mutated beautician was locked up. But the door was opened and she wasn't there anymore. We had our sharp objects with us so we got prepared for the worst. We allied into the room with precaution. Worried that right behind the door would be the mutated beautician.

"She's not in there" I say with relief. I turn to look at Darcy and see the undead beautician standing right behind her and Grace. I throw my weapon right at the undead woman and it stabs her right in the centre of !the head causing her to fall to the ground dead. For real this time. Grace was just about to scream but Darcy put her hand over her mouth just in time. We went into the room and locked the door. There was nothing of use in this room and we would need water soon. We laid our heads down and use dresses as blankets for our nights rest.