The Escape

Chapter 2

It's been five hours since we locked down the bunker. Kyle and Anthony were playing a board game and I was sitting on my bed thinking.

What happened to all my friends? Could they all be dead? Noah, Garrett, Issac....Brookelyn

I hope she's alright.

"Dylan, wanna join in on the game?" Kyle said.

"Sure, why not." I walked over to the table and pulled up a chair.

Monopoly.

Not my favorite game.

"Actually guys...I'd rather not play...I've got too much on my mind."

"Suit yourself" Anthony said as he moved three spaces than let out a chant of "OOOOOOOOOOOO PERSON TO YOUR LEFT OWES YOU NINE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS!!!!!" He stood and walked to kyles chair to steal all his money.

Idiots..

I sat back down on my bed and pulled out my cell phone. No service...figures.

The room had been stocked well with many weapons and all kinds of food and water. Who knows how long it would last us. A Long while, that's for sure.

December 25, 2014

We celebrated Christmas today..Anthony had been keeping track of the days with his calendar...set up a feast and everything. We ate mostly tuna and ham but it was nice. There were big bangs that went off outside, maybe the military had bombed the area...there were only 5 blasts and I haven't heard any since.

17 months later

"You guys ready? I have absolutely no idea what could be waiting for us outside." Anthony said as he stood gripping the door handle.

We all took weapons. Anthony had a 9.mm pistol and about 3 mags tucked into his pockets. Kyle had picked up a crowbar and pocket knife. He said "he preferred to make less noise". I, on the other hand, had a small sharpened piece of metal I had found a few weeks back. Started sharpening it for fun but eventually I thought it would make a nice shank.

Our food and water supply had lasted longer than we thought it would. Kyle had predicted it would last about a year but it ended up being a lot longer.

"Ready" I said.

The metal door swung open as the dust fell down from above. We were inside their basement and it was pitch black. "Shit it's dark in here." Anthony said pointing his gun around like a cop. "Shut the fuck up! I wanna get outta here." Kyle whispered. We scurried past dirty clothes and a couch to get to the stairs.

Once we got back upstairs we noticed it was still dark inside. "Ah, home sweet home." Anthony went to swing open the curtains. "No!" I said in a whisper voice. He backed away. I creeped over to the window and slowly peeped through the curtains.

"Ho-lee shit" I said quietly.

There were about fifty of them in the street. Some were just walking around. Some were on rooftops. One was even butt naked playing chase with a mutilated woman. They were disgusting. Their skin had boils and rashes all over. Most didn't have eyes or ears. They had warts and cuts on them.

I shut the curtain "guys, we gotta take the back door out or something. There's too many of them out there."

Anthony looked around. The neighborhood was in rubble. Some houses were complete nothingness. Our house was the only one still completely intact.

"Let's take the back window" Kyle looked at him

"What?"

"We can climb out through there and jump over to Jordan's house!" Jordan was their neighbor. Their houses had a very small alleyway inbetween them. If you got a plank of wood inbetween the two windows you could practically climb over and be home free.

"Ok, let's do it." We all rushed upstairs.

Cameron's P.O.V.

I watched them leave the bunker

They ran like filthy pigs, waiting for slaughter.

"Pigs"

I said it out loud and I didn't know why.

That reminds me.

I walked up the steps and opened up the front door.

"Hello, friends" I whispered.

I tried to stay close to the alley so they wouldn't see me.

None of them wanted my friendship.

I saw a tiny one, looked about 37. He was very short.

My knife plunged through his chest as the wailed. I stroked up and down to get top he guts out.

Blood and pus spewed everywhere.

But that was the point.

I dug my hands deep into his chest and smeared it all over me.

So they would think I was their friend.

And I could get to those kids I've been watching for so long.

And I could kill them

And I could feed them to my friends.

Maybe I'd have some.....

I don't know, but I'm going to be popular soon.....