Prologue:
Christina Rivers' Point Of View:
I stretched to hand Storm her sniper and the heavy backpack. She held her hand out for me to take.
I reached out to grab a hold of her palm when I saw from the corner of my eye something running towards me.
Before I could turn my head, it lunged at me.
I screamed as a decaying monster snapped its jaws towards my face.
I breathed in the smell of death as I stared wide eyed at silver pupils; thin black veins surrounded the iris.
Its green decaying body, cold as ice applied more pressure against my shoving arms, determined on getting at least a nibble from my bare skin.
My heart pumped with adrenaline, fear coarsing through every molecule of my body.
The mouth of the beast smelt like rotten flesh, dry blood around its deteriorated lips, its disgusting yellow teeth greeting me, luring me into its death trap, small bits of flesh was embedded between each tooth.
My stomach did somersaults at the grotesque sight.
I struggled against the Walker as it groaned an unearthly yell in my face.
I screamed hoping Storm didn't abandon me to deal with this thing by myself!
The fire of a gun exploded in my ears.
I closed my eyes and felt time had paused to witness my death.....
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