zombie apocalypse | the fallen (book One) [REWRITING]

chapter 10

From this point forward I've decided to make it first person. It just seems like it would be better that way. I wish i had decided this 9 chapters ago rewriting AGAIN XD.

"Preston theres no use in beating him. He's dead." "Im aware. But i still. Feel. Like. It." he says between punches. "again preston? Really?" kin comes walking over with emma. "preston, did you...kill him!?" emma says with her eyes wide. "Remember what i told you emma? When this all first started? You do what you have to do to survive. Even if it means killing someone." "i remember." she looks down at her feet.

"Preston this is the second time and it won't be tolerated again. You're gonna have to le-" screams fill the air with gunshots after. "what the hell is going on kidman?" kin says into the walkie talkie. "they got in from the west side. Theyre everywhere and- DAMMIT!" it goes silent on her end. "kidman? KIDMAN!? Shit!" kin throws the walkie talkie on the ground. " we need to get everyone out. NOW! Preston, we arent finished yet." kin turns around.

Preston and I look around at the chaos unfolding. Kin is running towards the gates while people are running away from it. I grabbed emmas hand and signal for Preston to start moving. We had to get out of there.

As shots rang through the air while screams mixed in, blood painted the town red. Zombies had come in from the front gate, and wasted no time having their own dinner party.  I was still holding Emma's hand as we hid between alleyways. Preston had gone scouting ahead for an escape point.

"Alright, listen carefully. The only way in or out is that gate." "So we're stuck here!?" "No Emma. But you're not gonna like my idea."  Emma and I shared a concerning look. Preston went around the corner for a second and returned with a dead zombie.

"Oh absolutely not. I've seen enough movies to know what this is." "What? What are we doing Zoe?" "Sorry Zo, it has to happen. It's our only chance." "What if it doesn't work? This isn't a movie." "Do you have a better plan?" "Not one in particular that gets us out of here, and avoids risk of infection, no. But if we get that shit in our mouth, eyes, nose, places the sun doesn't shine, wherefuckingever, we're dead."

"Trust me I'm aware of this risks. But it's the only option right now. Emma you're the smallest so we'll put it on you first." "Put what on me? THE ZOMBIE?" Preston and I locked eyes. His were apologetic for Emma and mine were sharp with frustration. I knew it was the only plan we had, but god i hated the idea of zombie guts being all over me.

Preston cut the zombie open and started to smear blood all over Emma's clothes. She silently cried trying not to breathe in the rotten smell. It was my turn, then prestons. "Emma will have to do it, I can't with my hands being diced like tomatoes." Emma sighed and made disgusted noises. "You'll be okay. I know it's gross but it will only take a minute. I'll help you okay?"

Emma just nodded lightly as she stuck her hands in the zombies torso. I don't blame her one bit for hating every second of this, and probably Preston now a little bit. Once she was done we made our way to the gate. It was surrounded by the undead, and bodies that didn't survive the escape attempt.

"Walk slow, stay quiet, and try not to bump them." Preston lead us around each zombie. Emma squeezed her eyes shut as I slowly pushed her along. Zombies were smelling us but they moved on pretty quickly. We made it to the gate as one zombie bumped my shoulder. I froze, it smelled me and groaned. Blood poured from its mouth and all over my arm. My neck tensed and i swallowed, causing the zombie to release an angry growl.

Without thinking I raised my knife and stabbed it in the brain. The body
Dropped, drawing the attention of other zombies. They reached for us and we shoved them left and right. We pushed, hit, and stabbed our way through the final rows of zombies. We reached the gate and squeezed through. It seemed strange so many zombies made their way in when the gate was barely open enough for us to fot through.