Chapter 7 (Survive and Restricted)

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We came to a building, fenced with an sign that read, "No Trespassing!"

"Ben did you not just see what we passed through". I said.

"No!" He kept on walking.

"This is restricted area!". I said looking at Natalie, which she was looking at me too.

"I don't really care". He said peeking in the door.

"You will care, when you die". Natalie glared at him.

We were walking in, I looked up at the sign above the door.

"The Scientific Homocide Virus Building".

"Huh?"  I thought.

"Ben this is--".He cut me off, "Shh look!". He pointed to a couple of walkers in a laboratory.

I whispered, "This is the Virus building".

"The what?" He looked at me,  Natalie tripped over a dead body, she landed on a remote.

It was the remote to the doors , an alert button was on it.

An alarm came on in the building, "What did you do?". Ben panicked.

"I tripped over this dead body here,  dummy, what did it look like? A dog?".

"I thought you were a dog?" Ben teased Natalie.

"Guy's shut up, look!". I pointed to the front doors, they were getting busted on.

We ran different directions , I was getting chased by an walker , I lead it into a laboratory room, I ran around the table, while it was at the other end.

I backed into a shelf of chemicals and liquids, I grabbed an bottle with green fluid.

"Ok! Before you gobble me down", I looked at the bottle and threw it at it's head, "Suck on this sucker". I ran out the door shutting it behind me.

The walker was steaming up, it's skin was melting it's rotten flesh, I was disgusted by watching.

I wondered if that was 'Acid' , I threw at the walker.

I found Natalie and Ben , we ran down the emergency exit, me and Natalie were running too fast, we slipped, tumbling down the stairs.

I can imagine Ben watching us fall down, Embarrassing!

He passed us and said, "Hurry!".

We got up groaning and followed behind.

We reached outside, when we seen an jet flew above us.

"Was that a jet?". Natalie asked.

"Yes it was".

"We gotta go, where it's heading". I said.

We ran after it, it slowed down in the sky.

We stopped and noticed it was falling above us.

"Is it?".

"You guy's this does not look good".

"RUN!".

We ran down the road, the walkers were chasing us from behind, I hid by an vehicle.

Natalie and Ben kept on running, the jet flew down and slid against the pavement, it flew across the road, slamming into most of the walkers.

I heard screaming from a far distance, the wind knocked me over onto my stomach, I covered my ears,  I got up a few minutes later.

I didn't see Natalie or Ben anywhere, I walked along the ashes, the broken parts that came off the jet.

I came to the jet , where it had stopped, I seen blood smeared on the ground, pieces of ripped denim hanging from the wing.

I peeked around the corner, seen Ben, his body was twisted between the jet's wings.

I couldn't move, I was too scared to move." Noo! Ben!".

I started crying, I walked away disturbed.

I didn't see Natalie anywhere, I called out for her.

As I turned an corner of a building, I seen someone sitting on a bench in tears.

"Natalie is that you?". I asked.

They turned around, it was her.

She came running to me, she hugged me tightly.

"He's dead". I looked at her, "I know". She teared.

"He was dragged from the jet".

She wiped her tears away , "He will still be with us, even if we were rude to him sometimes".

"Yeah, I feel bad for doing that, although we were just joking with him".

We walked down the road, we were on the outskirts of the city, it poured, the sky grew dark.

We came across an house, we snuck inside.

I found an map of the city, looked through the paper.

"We need to find an airport?". I claimed.

We heard an vehicle pull into the driveway , we ran to the nearest door, it was the basement.

The person had big heavy boots, dragging their feet across the floor above us.

Me and Natalie kept quiet, listened to the person.

"Do you think this person is a cannibal?". Natalie asked.

"I don't know why?" I turned to her.

She pointed to the table next to us, there were knifes and chains, "Look". She pulled out a butcher's knife that was painted in red.

"Maybe he or she is a cook?". I said, we heard the footsteps coming towards the basement door.

I hid under the wooden table, Natalie hid in the closet.

The person came down, it was a guy, that had an oversized beard, at an average size and height.

He sniffled, looked around, the basement light flickered on.

He coughed, grabbed the knife that Natalie showed me, "I thought I put this here?". He yanked it at the wooden table I was under.

It went through and missed my head, I was staring at it for at least an good ten seconds.

He walked towards the end of the room, pulled out an rifle and an wooden axe.

Natalie must have knocked over something in the closet, an noise came from her direction of side.

He turned his back, walked slowly to the closet, he opened it, backed up in shockment.

Natalie screamed, he yanked her out of the closet door.

"Help!". She screamed.

"What do we have here? Why are you in my house?". He said coldly.

He left the rifle in the corner, where he was standing, I crawled out, grabbed it.

I ran behind him and yelled, "Don't touch her!". I yanked it at his head.

He fell over onto the ground, we ran up the stairs, blocked the door with an heavy barrier.

We stopped, there was a guy laying on the floor, he was tied up.



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