Many months have passed since those flesh eaters started to roam the earth. Almost everyone that we knew, well know 'cuz technically they're not in heaven yet, are not their usual selves anymore. A disease came into their bodies, and consumed them to the bone. Now they are stuck on earth forever.
Gun in one hand our petty life on the other, we strive to live. Would eat shit just to survive. We ran and ran and ran until we can no more. It's like an endless race that'll leave you with only two options; either you or them. And I have chosen since long..
"Down!"
I crouched behind a wooden closet that has been knocked down and was left alone, most likely because the culprit was too busy escaping his doom. Focusing my eyes on Ryle and my ears at our surroundings.
Glancing once to me, he looked inside what seems to be a decent sized apartment."Look.". he nodded to something inside.
If it was daylight I could've used my binoculars. "The clutter and dust aren't helping at all."
I squeezed my eyes and tried to focus my sight. The sound of grinding teeth had given it away before I actually see it. "Gnashers."
Ryle nodded in acknowledgment. "Gotta be three times careful. Those teeth could chew your bones in seconds."
"They're that dangerous?", I asked.
"They're THAT hungry."
If we were in a mundane environment I would have laughed hard at that. Instead, all I can make was a simple, "I see.", just to fill up the silence that followed his joke.
He said something under his breath but I was not able to hear it so I just let it be. After a few moments I asked him,"What now?".
"We gotta get up the roof before dawn."
"But all the stairs going up is blocked. And thanks to that Noob activating that explosive trap, there's also no way for us to go back down."
He made a contemplating sound on the back of his throat. "So this is our only way. Hmm. Alright."
He picked up a brick beside him. "We're running out of supplies so I'm gonna go sneak up behind that Gnasher and check the window. If my hunch is correct, there's some kind of emergency ladder there that will take us up the roof."
"And if you're wrong?"
I could sense his grin despite the darkness of the room.
"Just when was I wrong?"
"Ugh.. What's my job then Galileo?"
He handed over the brick to me. "You, are to distract our little friend there and prevent him from seeing me. His eyesight may not be good like Noobs but it's better to be safe."
I nodded, agreeing to his plan.
He let out a small smile and said in a soft voice, "In the count of three."
Standing in position, he started to count. "One. Two.. Aaand..."
He then started to cross the room, crouching. He's so silent that even I can't hear his footsteps anymore.
I focused on my task. I didn't even blink no matter how the dust hurt my eyes. Ryle was already going over the windowsill when the Gnasher turned around and walked in the opposite direction. It seems he didn't need my help after all.After a few moments, Ryle signaled me to come over with his flashlight. His hunch was right. I answered back using my own.
When I was sure that there's a safe distance between the flesh eater and the window, I darted toward it as silently as I can. It ain't perfect, but obviously working. A quick glance over the window tells me that my little partner here is enjoying the view from some kind of a terrace out below. After making sure that Gnasher hasn't sensed me, I got out through the window. Letting out a small sigh of relief I walked towards Ryle. It was then I felt cold hands held my shoulders and a fvcking stinking breathe on my nape sending chills all over my body. The Gnasher got me.----------------|<4(|¥|\|-----------------
A/N
Ola! This is @miofrapp . I consider this my officially first story. I've actually uploaded an unfinished story before in Tagalog (proud to be Pinoy here!) but due to a lot of things, was not able to continue it. So yeah. 😁 :D
Lemme know what you think! Constructive (and a little bit of destructive) criticism are welcome. :)
Media credits to Oulast.
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Flesh Bites
HorrorMonths of running. Hordes of decaying bodies. Gun in one hand our petty life on the other, we strive to live... We ran and ran and ran until we can no more. It's like an endless race that'll leave you with only two options; either you or them. And I...