The group got ready as wood splinters and the door itself fell to the ground. The zombies poured into the room, and the seven started to slay them with their choice weapons.
Zoey sunk her crowbar into the head of a nearby zombie. As she took it out and let the zombie fall to her feet, she heard someone yell.
"Behind you!"
Zoey turned around to see a zombie with blonde hair and torn clothes reach out to her. Before she could react, Marzia came out of nowhere and hit the zombie with her choice weapon, a bat. Zoey was about to say her thanks, when Marzia suddenly dropped the bat, her gaze on the zombie. Zoey followed her gaze and gasped.
Felix's corpse lay there, a bit chunk taken out of his head from Marzia's bat. Marzia dropped to her knees beside her forever dead boyfriend.
"I killed Felix..... I killed Felix....." She kept saying, disbelief and regret in her tone.
"Come on, Marzia." Zoey said firmly, but with kindness. "He was already gone before he came up here." Marzia didn't move. Zoey sighed, but stood up and defended herself and the Italian brunette.
"Someone, block the door!" Lewis said as more zombies poured into the hole.
"On it!" Liam said, grabbing the broken captain's chair in front of the steering wheel. It was fairly big, and could probably temporarily stop the flow of zombies.
"Let me help you with that."
Liam turned his head to come face-to-face with Lonnie. She put one hand on the other side of the chair, and the other on top of Liam's hand.
Biting his tongue, Liam moved his hand from under Lonnie's and brought it closer to his other hand. Lonnie frowned, but continued with lifting up the chair along with Liam.
They brought it over in front of the door and pushed up against it while their friends watched their backs.
Soon, the zombies that were in the room were slain. The smell of rotten flesh and blood was thick in the room, but they're all used to it by now.
"What do we do now?" Hannah asked, holding her blood-covered baseball bat.
"We help." Joakim answered, looking at the lower deck. By now, it seems most of the community was long dead. There were mobs of zombies everywhere, and it seems that Chapin was all alone. The other people who were with her was one of the undead.
"How did it spread so quickly?" Chris wondered aloud.
"I don't know. But it happened, and we're helping." Lonnie said. She twirled her crowbar in one hand, and leaped over the railing.
"Guys! I little help!" Liam said. More zombies had found their place on the Top Deck, and pushed against the chair placed in front of the door. Green hands grabbed onto Liam's clothes, tearing fabric and just barely missing skin.
The YouTubers ran over and helped their friend hold the chair. The only one who didn't come, was Marzia. She still kneeled next to Felix, but she stopped crying. Have you ever heard of being too sad to cry? That's how Marzia's feeling.
The YouTubers managed to hold the chair back against the growing number of zombies, but that didn't mean that it would last any longer.
As Chris moved his arm to hold onto the chair better, an undead hand stuck through and scratched it's particularly long nails across his cheek. He yanked his head back at the sudden pain, but kept a hold on the chair.
"We can't stay here like this!" Joakim said, over the moaning and groaning. "It's going to break and then where will we be?!"
"We just have to hold up! We can't give up!" Zoey said.
"Someone should take care of the dead while we're holding the door. That way, there'll be more of us and less of them." Hannah suggested.
"Good idea." Lewis agreed. He grabbed his weapon, a crowbar, and let go of the chair. Instead, he swung at the zombies behind the chair. Liam and Zoey followed his moves, and were also slaying zombies.
They heard gunshots closer now, and they could see the zombies drop dead one by one. A few turned their heads, but were dead two seconds later. Soon, two familiar faces appeared behind the chair.
"Let us in." Chapin ordered. The Yogscast members removed the makeshift door and let both Chapin and Lonnie in.
"You can lay down the barricade. We blocked the entrance to the stairs, so we're safe. For now." The black-haired leader said, swinging her pistol at her side.
Zoey was about to say something, when her eyes landed on Chris. "Oh my god, Chris what happened to your face?"
Chris brought his hand up to his cheek and wiped away the blood that dripped down his face. "It's nothing."
Chapin, suspicious, walked over and placed her hands on either sides of Chris' face. She turned his head and looked at the scratch. Upon closer inspection, you could see a black outlining of the scratch. Chapin let go and took a step back.
"You were scratched by the dead, weren't you?"
Chris, confused, nodded.
"It isn't like being bitten, right?" Liam blurted out. Lonnie smiled at him, and shook his head.
"No, darling, it isn't. Right Chapin?" When her accomplice didn't respond, Lonnie's smile turned upside down. "Right, Chapin?"
Chapin looked in deep thought. Her hand was on her chin, and she looked to be examining Chris.
"I....I don't know." She eventually answered.
Chris was suddenly panicked. "What do you mean you, 'don't know'?!"
"I mean, I haven't dealt with someone being scratched. I wouldn't think it's as bad as being bitten, but I have no idea what happens when you're scratched." Chapin answered, a thoughtful expression still on her face. "We'll just have to wait and see what happens."
Lewis came over and patted Chris on the shoulder. "Don't worry friend, I'm sure nothing will happen to you."
"What's wrong with her?" Chapin asked, pointed a thumb at Marzia, who was still on her knees.
"Her undead boyfriend came up here and tried to kill us." Hannah said in a whisper. Both Lonnie and Chapin looked at the girl in pity.
"I don't want your pity." Marzia said in a dark voice. "F-Felix is gone........ But not the virus which killed him. I may look weak, but I'm useful. You will look at me and think, 'Oh, it's the poor girl who's boyfriend died because she didn't bother to look for a bite wound'. I know that, and I can't change it, even though I will give anything to change it. It's all my fault that we're fighting the dead on this ship, all because I didn't take care of Felix."
"Marzia, it's not your-" Hannah started.
"SHUT UP!" Marzia said, picking up the bat and standing up. "SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!" With that, Marzia ran down the stairway and out into the zombies.
