Eileen's POV
First off, the prank was all Callista's idea. She may seem sweet and love able, which she kinda is, but she also has that demented monstrosity side of her as well. I do to but hers can get really bad, like sacrificing her little sisters fav stuffed animal to the demon mother Lilith just to scare her poor little sis into leaving her alone bad. Anyways, Wes Callista and I are currently on the 5th underground floor looking for Claire. So far we can't seem to find her, but we did hear some screaming earlier mad I'm guessing Xan is out on a prank spree as well.
Suddenly a zombiefied version of Claire comes around the corner behind us moaning and groaning like a real zombie. She walks towards us slowly, blood dribbles down her chin and onto her once gorgeous dress. I release a guttural scream and turn to run grabbing Wes and Callista as I did so, Claire is still walking towards us as we round the corner and bump into another zombie. I turn to go down another hallway but it is blocked by a humongous horde of the rotting creatures, we all scream as they surround us. Tyler appears outta the crowd and comes towards me slowly, I step backwards until my back hits the wall.
"Please Ty it's me Eileen, it's me please don't make me hurt you!", I whisper pulling out a plastic police baton, and a thing of dye.
He keeps coming closer so I squeeze the bottle of dye in his face, he blinks slowly and looks at the others zombies. They all surge forward and Wes Callista and I run as fast as we can through the crowd narrowly avoiding getting bitten multiple times. We run into the large entry way and into a small walk in closet, we barricade the doors and sit down panting like dogs. It's just a prank I tell myself calmly looking at the others terrified faces.
"Guys what do you think is wrong with them, Tyler didn't seem to recognize me?", I ask quietly listening to see if any of the zombies were coming.
"I don't know I'm freakin out man, I'm FREAKIN OUT!", Wes yells causing me to smack my hand over his mouth.
"There has to be another way outta here!", I exclaim pushing back coats and scarves to see if there were any hidden doors, alas there were none.
Callista pulls at the corner of the seams on the carpet and I get an idea. I pull hard at the seams and they come undone easily, Wes pulls the carpet back and it reveals a small trapdoor.
"Callista your a genius!", I whisper-shout ecstatically.
"I'm a genius! Wait what did I do?", she asks dumbfounded.
I grin at her and open the trapdoor slowly lowering myself to the ground below. Wes goes next and then Callista, I turn up my phones brightness and look around. We hear pounding above us so I have Wes hold me up so I can quickly cover the trapdoor so they don't see it. The three of us huddle up in the corner silently waiting for the zombies to get into the closet and move on, sadly them leaving didn't happen one of them evidentially accidentally kicked the carpet up because the trapdoor opens and we get up running down a narrow hallway as the zombies drop down through the trapdoor.
"We are so screwed!", I mutter under my breath, the others nod their agreement.
Someone grabs my arm and I scream, I turn to look at what is grabbing my arm and see Tyler. The real Tyler not zombie Tyler.
"Babe, it's me.",he splutters doubling over and coughing blood.
"Tyler!", I screech kissing him madly.
"But...you were a...zombie, you still have ink on your face.", I laugh insanely, kissing his cheek and pulling him with me after the others who had once again started running.
I held Tyler's hand as we jogged slowly behind the others, I kept looking over at him waiting for him to turn into a zombie again.
"Something wrong?", he asked me after the others had stopped in front of us for a breather.
I shake my head and snuggle up to him occasionally looking behind us to see if anyone or anything else is coming. Wes and Callista walk ahead of us slowly, conversing in quiet tones looking at us sometimes to make sure we're still here and alive.
"Hey Ty how are you human again, you were a zombie only 20 minutes ago?", I ask him quietly.
He's scrunches up his nose, which he does when he thinks really hard. He looks at me blankly and shrugs, which means either he doesn't remember or that he just doesn't know. I nod my head and keep walking, I start daydreaming and I accidentally bump into Callista who had stopped in her tracks looking up.
"What's wrong Calli...oh my GOD!", I stutter as I look up to see Ricky sitting on a ledge eating chewy gooey brains.
He looks down at us and growls angrily throwing some of the brains at our heads. Callista and I scream dragging the boys behind us running down random hallways. We jump over fallen bodies and come to a screeching halt at a familiar looking body shivering in the corner. I make a choking sound as the figure turns it's head. It's Claire, and in human form too. She gets up and runs towards Wes, he lets out a cry of relief and spins her around happily.
"Oh my God are you ok babe?", Wes says in between kissing Claire excitedly.
She nods her head and smiles at him, her smile soon turns into a frown as she glances nervously down the hallways around us.
"We need to get outta here.", she states seriously.
"Whatever you say babe.", Wes says putting her down and grabbing her hand.
"Claire do you by any chance remember if you've seen Keaton since you became human again?", Callista asks curiously.
Claire looks away wiping her teary eyes and nods slowly.
"Awesome where is he, do you know?", she gasps eyes wide.
"He's dead, I killed him while I was a zombie.", Claire cries out burying her head into Wes's shoulder sobbing desperately.
Callista tears up and turns around running away from us crying her eyes out.
Why did it have to be Keaton of all people, he was so sweet and he had truly loved her.
As Callista is about to turn the corner people erupt from everywhere and Claire laughs.
"You have just been pranked!", she cackles loudly and everyone else joins in except for Wes Callista and I.
We look at each other as Keaton and the others come out of the crowd smiling crazily.
"I can't believe you guys!", I yell playfully.
"Oh well, it was fun but we should probably get home soon.", Claire shrugs looking at her phone.
