The Saved One

Awkward. orry for all the spelling mistakes guys :/ Not that good in english.                                                                                                                                                                                 

 

 - as Christina woke up , it was already midnight . She found herself lying on the doctors table. She was in the broadmoor patient dressing , but all she could remember was that she saw a freak running after her. After that , her parents set her in the broadmoor clinic as they didn't believe her. She looked at her watch , it was already 25th.- " One month .." - she said in fear-

- She stood up and tried to find were her real clothes were. Her pants were all in blood and she could only find her sports bra to wear, as her t-shirt was all thorn apart and she could do nothing with it –

- As a small human instinct , she made a belt from her t-shirt and put some knifes which she found on a doctors table in. – She wasn’t scared of anything , so she run out of the building. As she heard some footsteps which were after her , she stopped and prepared with a knife to whatever it was. It was a small girl kid, but she wasn’t normal … Her skin was very pale and she was all in blood. She couldn’t see her face as it was dark so she just said, “Who are you ? Did anything happen to you? You are all in blood! ”

- She ran to her and saw the same freak as she saw on that night standing beside her – “RUN !” – she could only say that as she recognized that the freak was running towards her, and the girl kid was giggling as she found it interesting or neither funny. She prepared with her knife to attack and said, “Come on, bitch ! I’ll show you ”. – She stabbed him with a knife but he already bite her. It was as the blood was all burning and she got some strange feeling. “What the hell did you do to me”.

-She started running as both of them were following her. She found the front side gate of the clinic and went out by locking the door so they won’t come out and follow her all the way after. She sights around and feeling that she’s going to puke. Dead people were everywhere , no humans or any sight of them  -

“What the hell is going on ?” – These were the only words she could say. She went on exploring the city. It was half recognizing as it was all burned down, all in blood and with no humans.

- She heard some sounds behind her, when she turned back she saw a man who’s skin was all pale as the other freaks. She was prepared on with her knife as she heard him saying, “ Really ”

-She would not believe her eyes, a zombie fluidly speaking and apparently “rational”, she would lower her knife and address to the zombie, “ you can understand me?”-

“Yes, and I can understand you were just about to try and decapitate me for no damn reason”. -He'd he'd grown his teeth a mixture of red from to corpse that lay on the ground nearby where he'd been staying, now missing various limbs and a light yellow stain from a general lack of dental hygine-

-“and apparently has an attitude “ Christina would think after listening to the zombie, she would sheathe her claymore back in place and walk towards the growling being, after reaching the zombie she would stand next to the car and away from the flesh eater, she would examine it notice all the symptoms and signs pointing to the fact that this was a crazed zombie, but it did not make sense. After a few seconds of observation Christina would simply say “how?... I mean how can you be rational and well a zombie?”-

We are what we are. I don't need to explain myself to you. -he'd grumble, trying to wipe some of the blood from his mouth with an blood-dretchened sleeve, cringing a little with pain as he moved the arm-

 

- Christina would look at the creature and say “ very well I wont get in your business, Im a human and im terribly sorry for attempting to murder you… again I guess “ after she stopped talking she would continue examining the zombies wounds.

-there would be no obvious signs of injury aside from a large bloody tear that looked like a stab wound and his left forearm drentched in dry blood, he'd scoff before spitting out a bit of blood- “It's your kinds way isn't it?”

-Christina would feel a little guilty after hearing what the zombie said, she would slightly lower her head and said “ well after the virus spread we all learned to kill the walkers at sight, so yes you could say this is the way of my kind” she raised her gaze to the zombie once again and said “ but you were human once, becoming what you are would have been a shock, wasn't it?” –

No. I was never like you. -he stated gruffly his bright blue eyes following the woman's every move form behind his thick fringe- “and human destroy more than just my kind.”