Chapter Eight

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The next time you woke up you were being shaking by Leon. Your (e/c) eyes blinked slowly and you rubbed them.

"What happened?"

"You passed out." The blonde helped pull you to your feet and steadied you. Your vision was blurry but when you looked around you could see that you and Leon had made it into the city. Although many buildings seemed destroyed and dead people littered the streets.

"What on earth..." You didn't think that so much destruction in just a day made any kind of sense.

Leon was checking his gun, counting bullets and aiming it. "Something attacked the town. Did heavy damage."

"How do you know that?" You looked to Leon.

He pulled his phone out and it showed the city roads from the view of a traffic cam on a street light. The time stamp was yesterday evening;  what you saw was people running and black shadows chasing them.

"That looks scary..." You muttered.

"Everything is scary right now sweet cheeks." You blushed at the nickname Leon gave you and rubbed the back of your head.

"So where are we?"

Leon pointed up and your head followed his hand till you saw the flashing broken sign: "Rosey Corner"

"We're here!" You gasped and smiled. "Your partner is here right?!"

"She should be..." Leon didn't seemed happy. Something was wrong then.

You stayed close behind him as he slowly pushed the door open and started down a hall with stairs leading down. The lights flickered a few Times and as you walked down you noticed drawings on the walls in a dark, dried red substance. You could easily guess what it was. Many of the drawings were cave man like, showing human figures with spears and weapons chasing their prey- even though the prey was drawn as humans here.

You stopped on a few of the steps and looked at one drawing that was different. The whole wall had scribbles of a woman in a red dress. The other stick figures were bowing to her and offering her what looked like scribbles of flowers. The whole wall was full of similar images of the same woman.

Leon came back to see what you were looking at. He saw the drawings and his eyes seeked to unfocus like he was getting lost in thought. You lightly pushed his arm and he blinked before looking at you. "We need to keep moving."

You nodded your head and followed him down to a red door that seemed to clean for the rest of the hall. He held his gun up and his othe rhand grabbed the door nob, he pressed his ear to the wall and nodded to you before opening the door and pointing his gun around. You followed after him more slowly.

The room was flashing with various colors from strobe lights and people in party attire were swaying to a very low repetitive beat from the DJ stand. Leon approached one of thebl people, it was obvious they were a zombie: the grey skin and missing arm madenthat evident. You walked to a man and you saw his blank white eyes stare at nothing. He simply swayed happily to the beat of the music. Leon walked up the stage and stood by the DJ's turn tables, he looked over the room of swaying zombies before gently grabbing the needle and lifting it so the music stopped.

In an instant all the zombies dropped to the ground, crumbling into piles of dead flesh. You squeaked as the man collapsed next to you snd stayed there. You crouched down to look him over, even poked his head a few times, but no movement at all.

"I uh... Don't think they'll get back up..." You called to Leon.

"Of course they wont- their dead." A soft voice echoed.

Leon quickly pointed to the bar and you followed his line of sight to see a tall woman with long wavy brown hair and a very strange red dress, a rose pinned up in her hair. You couldn't help but toucbt he lily still in your own.

The woman looked up and smiles at you. "Welcome, little sister. Its good to see you."

"I don't have any siblings..." You said back, looking to Leon nervously.

"Oh but you do!" The woman giggled, she was making herself a drink, popping an olive in her martini glass then holding it up. "You have 8 sisters. There are nine of us- including you."

You shook your head slowly which made the brunette sigh. "You're making your big sister sad, Lily."

"Her name is (y/n)!" Leon snapped. "Who are you whats going on!" He was pointing his gun at her, the red laser right against the side of her head.

The woman sighed, annoyed, then looke at leon with an unamused glare. "You are not welcome here." She suddenly threw martini, the glass and fluid inside blocking leons sight but he shot any way. The bullet shattered the glass and whizzed past the womans head, rught through her hair. Almost at the same moment all the zombies previously on the ground jumped up and lunged at both you and Leon.

The room was filled with gun fire as you screamed and tried to pull away from the rotting hands that pulled on your white dress. You could hear the woman lauging in the background as you were lifted up and were being carried away.

"Leon! Leon!" You wailed as you kicked and screamed.  But there were to many hands; when you pulled free of one, another would grab you and keep you where you were. You cried out more over the sound of gun fire but Leon was to busy fending off his own attackers.

The woman in red laughed as she turbed up the music with a remote and twirled around. "I love clubs!" She sang. "Its a place to be free! To dance away and do whatever you want! And no one will know any better."

She grinned over at Leon who was getting taken over and grabbed just like you. "You're just another face in the crowd."

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