"You don't get it, that boy was born lost, like his daddy, he's been slipping through my fingers ever since the day I gave birth to him. It's his father's darkness, you leave him alone and he'll head straight towards death."
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The infected reached over the bar, trying to get to us resulting in some of them crawling over. We had our backs against the wall helpless, Strand stood in front of me protecting me from what could have been the end of my life. "Let's fight our way our we'll make it to the lobby." Strand shouted a plan and I only shook my head.
"You are deluded if you think we'll make it that far." I shouted back at him as Maddison and Strand ran forward and began killing their way out but we'd heard Alicia shouting for help. I saw Maddison duck through a large vent and as an infected crawled through I swung the large knife down into the infected brain and crushed my boot on the infected as I stumbled trying to get the knife out. I then turned to Strand wide eyed. "Strand we need to go now!" I shouted to him and he nodded killing more and running towards me as I ducked through but was grabbed by the feet by one of them. Kicking it off me I plunged the knife into its head crawling the whole way through and into a room where Strand followed quickly closing the vent.
I felt bile rise in my throat as Maddison tore open the infected. Taking my leather jacket off and chucking it in my bag I frowned as I actually liked the clothes I was wearing, as long as it didn't get on my jeans it would be fine. I reached down burying my face into my arm as the smell of death secreted around the room plunging my hands into it I rubbed it over my arms before covering my face with the blood. The stench disgusting me more than anything else.
Once we made it out I slowly followed Stand as he made sure to keep me close and I crawled slowly over the bar following him out of the room as the growls were impassive. Once we'd made it off it felt like a huge weight lifted off my chest as they barricaded the door shut and we ran outside.
"Let's find Alicia and Ofelia then go." Maddison called out as we ran leaving the room.
"Son of a bitch the girls took the truck." Strand swore as I felt helpless once again.
"No I heard her calling." Maddison almost shouted.
"The dead don't drive Maddison." Strand bit back running off and I growled following them, my exercise routine had long since been diminished as we made our way over to a room before Maddison began climbing up the scaffolding and I was the last to climb up and evidently the shortest as I struggled to climb to the top. Strand reached up helping me as we entered into the room. I clutched the knife tightly as we looked around. It was a nice place, reminded me of my grandmothers place over in Russia.
"I'm going to see if the water pressure still works." I called out strolling out to the bathroom. Letting the water fall out of the shower-head letting it fall down on my body, cascading down my back over my bruises I honestly had no idea how they got there. I slid down my hand, leaving a tingling sensation over my skin as I pressed my hand on my protruding hipbone stroking my thumb over the small do-it-yourself tattoo of Nick's initials. I remembered the day that I got this like it was yesterday.
