Surviving For You-Zombie Apocalypse-Troyler, Phan, Jaspar, Janiel(Other ships)

Chapter 11

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Tyler's POV

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I scream louder as the thing gets closer to me. It runs faster as it sees me better down the hallway. I start doing double takes, looking around for things to defend myself with. I see a taped up box, (with most likely merch in it of some kind). I quickly grab my key from my back pocket, and try ripping it open. Just as it was 3 feet away from me, it opens, and I chuck (it looks to be) one of PewDePie's play buttons at it (which was definitely not light, if I may add).

It smashes into its head, and guts go everywhere. I cringe and scream at the same time. I pick myself up from the ground and start sprinting down the hallway, the zombie came from. I turn the corner and see the stairway. Without thinking I start heading for it, with only fear and survival in my head.

Once in the stairs, I can properly hear all the sirens going off from inside the building and outside. The lights start flickering, and suddenly turn off completely. I freak out more and start hyperventilating. I stop, and fall to the floor on the second floor. I try and calm down before I keep running. Just as I got up, someone bursts through the door. I scream, once again.

"Tyler! Its okay! Thank God your okay. I need you to help me" Josh says, with Caspar numbly hanging from on his shoulder.

Josh's POV

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He looks at me with confused and scared eyes. I waste no time. "Tyler, I need to get Caspar out of this building. We all do. There is a car in the parking lot that I was given keys to, but I need to find others too. Can you be the driver and get ready to leave once we need too?!" I say urgently. He looks at me blankly. "Tyler" I repeat his name. He focuses, and nods his head in response.

"Then lets go!"

I re-position Caspar on my shoulder, and take off running, with him following.

We sprint though the hall, looking for our friends (except one...), trying to get around people heading the other way, to the front door, when we are heading to the back. Blood pumping through my ears, only hearing buzzing, I block out any thoughts from my head, that aren't about surviving.

As we make it to the end of the corridor, we take a sharp left, since the doors were chained up already, only after an hour of hell breaking louse. Tyler gets in front of me, to hold the door, so I would not bang Caspar's head on the side, and into the parking lot.

I throw him the keys and point to the van, on the right end of the parking lot. We run faster. Once we reach the back door to the van, he tries unlocking it. He's shaking too much to do it, so I grab the keys from his hands and open the doors. I carefully place Caspar on some mats in the back, behind the drivers seat.

"Okay, when me and (hopefully) others get back, as soon as we are all in the car, I need you to drive. Drive as fast as you can out of this place. Because our lives may depend on it" I say being straightforward. He nods his head, eyes wide and lip quivering. I think hes handling this relatively well, since it hasn't even been a day fighting for our lives.