"Kat it can't be that ba-" Dylan cut off his own words after seeing the same thing I could. I studied his face closely, he had the same thoughts as I did: Where is the source? "I don't think it's safe here, we should leave. NOW!
"I agree with that. Grab anything and run!" I grabbed the closest thing to me; it was a loaded pistol with blood and something else on the end of tbe barrel. I also grabbed a box of ammo hoping it was the right type for my weapon. "Hurry up guys, I'm not leaving without you. We need to stick together" I say finally facing them. I felt my eyes well up and sting with the bitterness of the tears trying to escape my emotionally crowded eyes.
"Don't cry" Dylan said trying to give me a hug with his packed arms. I refused it, leaving the caged area to gather myself and thoughts before I could break down into tears. My back slid dowb the metal frame until I hit the floor. I readied my gun for anything that was a threat.
"Kat, come on nothing bad is going to happen" Alan said in a calm voice but it was a cover up for his actual feelings. Just like all of us he was silently freaking out. I didn't bother moving, they weren't leaving so nor am I.
"I'm not moving" I reply stubbornly. A warm tear rolls down my cheek. I was terrified and there was nothing I could do to stop it haunting my every thought. As a thought crept through my once innocent and peaceful mind, tears would well up my vision.
Something moved next to me; their movements too graceful to be a zombie. I allowed it to sit next to me since I knew they only wanted to help. I slid the back of my hand across my face to wipe off my tears. My head turned to face the persob beside me: it wad Dylan.
"C'mon Kat, tell me; what's up" I ignored him, talking would only make me cry more. Attracting Zombies to us. I sighed letting my ears fill with the silence. It wad so unearthly but it was perfect.
"It's jusy... uh, nothing" I broke my heavenly silence which was stopping me from screaming out how I actally felt. Pulling my knees to my chest, I placed my head into my knees allowing my jeans to soak up my sobs.
There was a loud crash. I jumped up hovering a shakey finger over the trigher of my pistol. "Um, a little help here!" cried out a familiar voice but I couldn't tell who or where from. "I'm trapped!" from those two simple words I knew it was Alan.
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Forever Dead (On Hold)
RandomA tale of horror and loss as a group of friends travel across the country to escape the horrors of the flesh eating creatures. Who will die? Who will survive? it is all a matter of time before we are all dead!
