The light from the small cottage in the distance slowly flickers. I slowly head towards the cabin with my three friends, Shawn, Jenelle, and Aizea, trailing behind me. I hold a small, pearl-handled dagger which matches my pearl-handled pistol in my waistband. I look down at my outfit; dark brown trench coat, black jacket, maroon t-shirt, dark brown jeans, black combat boots, and a few of weapons, mostly knives. The cottage door is slightly ajar. Shawn pushes open the door with the tip of his katana. There is a macabre smell lingering in the air. The carpet is red, stained red. In front of the door, there are bodies. Children's bodies. Most look like they have been decapitated. Aizea lifts her shoe. We all watch as a red substance drips off her shoe. Blood. A hand grabs Shawn's ankle, shattered nails digging into the exposed flesh. He quickly slices off the hand. Then he looks up, realizing that within a few minutes, he will become a Malum (what we call the infected).
"Do it quickly. Jenelle look away." Shawn whispers.
I nod, walking over to Shawn. I put my arms around Shawn's neck so that he is in a chokehold. I quickly twist my arms, cracking Shawn's neck in the process. I gently place Shawn on the carpet. Jenelle falls to the ground, weeping next to Shawn. Aizea tries to suppress a smile, she never really liked Shawn. I lean over and pick up the katana from where Shawn dropped it. Jenelle reaches into Shawn's bag and pulls out a small box. I look towards the large dome. Aizea and Jenelle follow my gaze. We take off running.
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A/N:
How was the first chapter? Was it too short? Let me know in the comments.
