Chapter #9 One by One: You'd Better Run!

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    "Ray!" I yelped, frightened. Him and the living dead stood in front of us, blocking our path to run. We were trapped.

    "No escaping now." Ray smirked, walking towards us.

    "What are you going to do to us?" Jen asked nervously.

Ray's grin grew wider and more menacing as he stopped in front of us and looked all of us over.

    "Don't worry about it." Ray coaxed, looking Jen straight in the eyes.

None of us could get out another word, because now Ray suddenly grabbed Jen and began dragging her towards the horde of zombies. They reached for her hungrily as she shrieked in fear.

    "Jen!" Ryan shouted and bolted for them. He yanked her from Ray's grasp and shoved her back to Kyle and I.

Meanwhile Ray grabbed Ryan and they began struggling with one another. Slowly though, Ray dragged Ryan through the horde of zombies towards something else.

Ray's grave.

The two of them neared it, the rest of the living dead watched them. This gave the three of us a chance to run through them and help Ryan. As we did, something awful happened.

Ray began to lower into his grave, and he was dragging Ryan down with him.

    "Ryan, no!" I screamed. The three of us ran over to help him, grabbing his hands and trying to pull him out of the dirt.

    "Guys don't worry about me! Leave now, go! Save yourselves! RUN!" Ryan ordered.

The three of us tried to pull him free, but to no avail, Ray overpowered all three of us. Without another word Ryan was pulled all the way under the dirt, into Ray's grave. And now we were left with the other 30 plus living dead people. They stared at us like a predator with its prey.

Taking Ryan's last piece of advice, we began to run. We ran down the path towards the front of the cemetary where the gate was. Upon reaching it, we found that it was still locked.

    "Fuck, no! What do we do?!" Jen asked frantically.

    "Climb!" I commanded, thinking quickly.

The three of us began climbing the iron bar of the gates, reaching the top right as the living dead arrived. They shook the gates to try and get us to fall, but we had already dropped down to the other side, safe and sound.

Or so we thought. The living dead started shoving against the gates with all of their strength. I watched in horror as they managed to begin uprooting the gate from the ground. I knew it wasn't going to hold much longer, so I nudged both Jen and Kyle and we began running away, out of Shock Street.

    "Run, run, run. That's all we do anymore!" Kyle exclaimed as we ran down the path.

    "Yeah I know, keep running!" I replied.

Now we came to a familiar area. The signpost that directed to Terror Tower. To our horror, the Executioner stood underneath it. He held something in his hands, it looked like three white stones?

The Executioner spotted us and began to approach us. His face was vicious.

    "Did you really think that you could escape me?" He growled. He then held up the three white stones and began to chant something that I didn't understand.

    "Pffttt, and your ride was my favorite. Dude, cut the act. You're clearly human, so why don't you just help us get out of here?" Kyle sneered, walking up to him, reaching for the white stones.

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