Infected

Chapter 2

I slowly started to wake up to the familiar ceiling of my room. I felt a throbbing headache in my head as I got up to quickly. It was on crazy dream I had of those men and Linda. I looked around my room and noticed that all the locks on my door were locked and I can’t remember what happened at all. I saw a body was on the floor, not like anybody I knew. I rose up and started for the body and saw there he was in a puddle of what looked like to be blood. My eyes went wide as I remembered what happened, that it was all real, everything.

Then my mind wandered to Linda and I hoped she was alright. I didn’t see her in the room anywhere and I was worried. I heard a sudden thump coming from my closet and I was on high alert after that. I looked around for a weapon but the only one I found was that of the one stuck in the man’s head. I really didn’t want to get it out, but I really needed it. I slowly pulled it out cringing with every moment that passed.

I wiped the blood off on my shirt and I held it in a defensive position even though I didn’t know how to handle a weapon at all. I slowly approached the closet trying not to make any noise as I was already scared of what lied in the closet.

I was now standing in front of the closet readying myself for what ever happened next. I extended my arm out to grab the handle and I slowly started to turn it when I finally just turned it all and yanked the door open with my hand already in the air if anything lunged at me.

Surprisingly nothing popped out but I did find a quivering Linda crying to herself in the corner. She looked up when I yanked the door and she cried even harder. I immediately dropped the knife and crouched down next to her, comforting her best I could. She cried onto my shoulder as I held her tight promising myself that she could cry on me as long as she wants.

“Wh-what happened after I blacked out?” I really didn’t want to ask but I had to know what had happened. She continued sobbing on my shoulder for what felt like eternity when she finally stopped and I could hear a faint whisper coming from her.

“He came in, broke the window. I tried my best,” she started sobbing again. “I tr-tried my best to get you back in here without him hurting us…I-I grabbed anything I could find and I stabbed him…over and over again…I’m a murder!”

I held her head to my chest shushing her and telling her that she wasn’t a murderer and it was all in self-defense. Linda stopped crying after a while taking in all that I said. “What are we going to do now?” She asked me like I had a clue.

To be honest, I didn’t have a clue as to what to do now. Two men tried to kill me in 10 minutes or less and the world was crumbling down. “I don’t know Linda…I really don’t know.” We stayed on the floor with her still on my chest for quite a while.

We couldn’t stay here forever and we needed to move. I couldn’t let some people break into my house and get away from it. I had to think of a plan, any plan that would help me out. That’s when I remembered the breaking news…

“Linda, how long have I been out?” I asked her hoping she would know. She stared at the ceiling as if trying to think about how long we’ve been in here. “Well, I was out with you for a long time on your bed just thinking…I’d say I was out there for about an hour or two and that’s when I came in here. I cried a little and then I fell asleep too. I woke up and I cried all over again…So I say about a day”

I gasped in shock, I’ve been asleep for a day and who knows how long the infected people were out there. I didn’t have a window in my room so I wouldn’t know what was happening outside. There was only one choice and that was to get out of the room. I had the knife as a weapon but I couldn’t protect myself and Linda at the same time. I had to tell her what I heard on the TV yesterday, she has to know.