For two hours I have remained completely still as to not make any noise. I feel like if I do so much as move a muscle the freaks would become even more aggressive, and accidentally waking Asher would send him wailing once again. My body became sore as I stayed in one position for an extended amount of time. At this point this is the safest place for Asher and I, out of reach from the soulless monsters. These are bodies risen from the dead with no soul, these are zombies.
Trying to remember all I can from all those zombie movies I've seen it's impossible to figure out what's true and what's not since this is the very first zombie apocalypse this world has ever seen. The first thing I understand is true is that they are relentless and move aggressively. Some are slower than others but both the slow and fast are equally dangerous. Something that I want to know is how people contracted this virus. All these people since last night have somehow been infected by something strong enough to kill them and bring them to back to life as zombies. All of which seems to happen in a matter of hours. The man that I had witness turn had been dead for just under an hour at least before he came back to kill his wife and children. All the images of the creeps devouring flesh, and the sounds of them doing so scare and replulse me. All those people getting fed on are helpless against these relentless monsters.
I can't help but wonder how far this has spread, and if I'm going to fall as a victim to it as well. I've been exposed to the illness far to intimiatly to not be infected. Here's to me hoping it's not something in the air, or something you can contract by being soaked in infected blood. Throughout this whole thing I've managed to keep on my surgical mask but my filthy gloves were shedded long ago. All I can do at this point is wait it out. The zombies below me still haven't quite lost interest and that's alarming to say the least. I wonder how long they will stay down there, and even if they somehow loose interest how can I possibly be able to wander these halls that are plagued with the infected. The dead own this hospital now, even though the gun shots outside rage on.
As the growls died down I decided that I might be able to risk shifting my position. The child in my arms stirred in his sleep. I noticed him sweating profusely and shaking as well. I don't know what kind of illness he has but I'm hoping it isn't dire. If he wakes up and starts crying that'll be enough to catch the zombie's attention once again. I slowly laid back and rested him on my stomach. Balancing on the beam is difficult. My small frame can barley fit comfortably on top of it. Subconsciously running my fingers through Asher's hair I tried to rest my eyes trying to pass the time.
I woke to a rough sir on top of me. I gasped as I rocked with fright nearly knocking myself from the beam and onto the weak ceiling panels. My hands flew to the baby that was attempting to crawl off of me. Sitting up in the stuffy dark ceiling of the hospital, I brang him to my chest softly bouncing him up and down. I didn't mean to fall asleep, and I don't even know how I could possibly doze off at a time like this. Staying still for long periods of time takes a toll on the body. I was sleepy, and now I'm incredibly sore. I can only hope this baby won't become frightened as a stranger holds him. He's probably used to strangers taking care of him since he's been in the hospital for the Lord knows how long. He used his little hands to push on my chest. I lowered him down to my lap watching as he stared at me in wonder. His little pale face was illuminated by the moon light that seeped in through the small window. He had two big blue eyes that were set over a tiny button nose and thin pouted lips. This worried me, and I knew he was about to cry. The adorable boy threw his hands up tangling them in his brown hair as be began to grumble and squeal.
It would seem that the beasts bellow us have lost interest, but that would soon change if this persists. "No no don't cry," I whispered as I rubbed his back. I wonder what's wrong, that's when a putrid smell entered my nostrils. His diaper is full and I don't have any way to change it. As bad as I felt about it I covered his mouth with my hand as he began to cry. His muffled cries still seemed to stir the assailants below us. Even though we are out of reach for now I know they will find a way to get to us.
They began to violently attack the walls. I hope they don't find a way to climb up. I tried to rock and sooth Asher but to no avail. He pushed and thrashed against my arms trying to get away. I tried to contain the child as my body rocked with his tantrum. Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse the beam underneath us creaked dangerously under our weight and shifted. I tried to stay completely still as the beam emitted a loud cracking sound. The beam is breaking.
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If Tomorrow Never Comes
RomanceExora was called in to help at the county hospital when it all happened. When once dead bodies began to reanimate with a horrific craving for human flesh Exora stayed hidden, but when the infestation grew she had no choice but to run. All of that wi...