Lizzy glanced at the cold night outside the small cabin that she and her friends had miraculously found. The three of them had been hiking in the woods and hadn't been paying attention to the darkening sky. None of them had thought to pack flashlights, so when night fell in full force they looked quickly for some sort of sanctuary from the dark. Thankfully they had found an old cabin. The wood was worn, but it looked to be in fairly good repair. The little building even had a table with chairs and a small stove with a supply of firewood. Lizzy sighed as she let the curtain drop back in front of the window.
"What 'cha doin' Liz?" Trevor, one of her friends, asked as he took a bite of a granola bar.
"Nothing really, I just have a funny feeling about staying here. I mean it must belong to someone and that someone is bound to come back sooner or later," Lizzy said as she walked slowly back to where the other two sat by the stove.
"The place is covered in dust and webs," Kaycie, Lizzy's other friend, responded. "The owner is either dead or has forgotten all about this shack. Granted, the supply of wood does seem a bit odd, but I'm sure it was just here from when someone actually used this."
"I'm sure you guys are right." Lizzy laughed lamely. "I still can't believe that we forgot to bring flashlights, especially on a hike." Kaycie and Trevor laughed along with her.
"Yeah. I'm surprised that we didn't realize how late it was getting and head back sooner," Kaycie agreed before taking a drink out of her water bottle. Lizzy glanced at the window again; she suppressed a small yelp when a hand grabbed her shoulder.
"Relax Liz," Trevor said with an amused smile. "What could possibly happen up here?" Lizzy and Kaycie looked at each other before staring at him. Kaycie had one eyebrow raised as she took another drink of water.
"You do know that that's what a person says in a book right before everything goes wrong in the deadly sense, right?" Kaycie asked, seriously unimpressed.
"But that's in books, this is real life," Trevor scoffed. "A freaky vampire person isn't about to jump through the door and yell 'I vant to suck your blood.' That would just be utterly ridiculous."
"At least I'll get to say I told you so if we end up dying because you jinxing us." Kaycie leaned back in her chair.
"Everything's gonna be fine," Trevor smirked as he leaned over the table with his hands steepled in front of him. "And I'll get to say 'I told you so when we go home tomorrow morning without any weird bookish events happening."
"You two are going to be the deat-" A loud knock sounded against the wooden door and all three teens jumped at the sound. Lizzy got up and peaked out the window. A silhouette of a man stood against the forest scenery. Kaycie and Trevor stood up as Lizzy stepped over to the door.
"What are you doing?" Trevor hissed.
"He's either a lost hiker like us, or he's the owner of this cabin. Either way, I'm not about to let him stay out in the cold," Lizzy told him frankly.
"As much as I hate to agree with Trevor, why would you just let in a total stranger?" Kaycie argued.
"Kay, we are complete strangers to whoever owns this cabin," Lizzy pointed out. "I'll just open it a crack and ask him who he is. I'll even stick my foot in the way to make it harder for him to try and force his way in." Lizzy turned the rustic handle and cracked the door open. The only noise that escaped Lizzy's throat was a tiny gasp before the man body checked the door open, slicing her forehead open above her right brow while knocking her to the ground. Her head slammed down onto the hard wood floor with a resounding crack. Blood spattered the once dusty ground and Lizzy squeezed her eyes closed with pain. The man stood over her unconscious form. He wore a black trench coat over a dark grey vest with black jeans peeking out from beneath the coat.. His clothes were blood spattered and his eyes were dark vortexes without light or life.
"What the-" The thundering sound of a gun rent the air and Kaycie's head whipped around with the force on the bullet entering the left side of her skull. Not even a moment later another gunshot was heard and a second bullet hit her, this time it hit her right temple. She stumbled on dead legs into the wall behind her. Kaycie's eyes were dull and lifeless by the time her body sunk to the ground. Blood dribbled out of both wounds and down her paling skin. Trevor dove to the ground to avoid the madman's weapon. He felt a stinging sensation as his cheek hit the edge of the table and tore it open. The bloody man stalked towards him as a cat toying with a mouse would. Trevor kicked the table in the man's direction and scrambled towards the door. He knocked into Lizzy in his hast and she let out a groan as he did so. Trevor spun towards her reflexively. Unfortunately for him, that was all the man needed to land a bullet in his right temple as well. He fell out the door into the dark night, dead before he hit the ground. Lizzy forced her eyes open and tried to focus them on the ceiling. The man loomed over her, his black dress shoes squishing quietly in her blood. She groaned again as he crouched down beside her. Her tongue felt thick and Lizzy thought she could taste copper. A voice bounced down the tunnel to her brain. Her eyes fluttered closed as she finally comprehended what they were saying.
"Sleep with your friends now," it said. "You will join me soon enough." And with that, she passed on.
"Lizzy!" someone shouted and shook her shoulder. Lizzy groaned and slowly sat up.
"What?" she snapped at the voice.
"Liz, you should probably open your eyes." The voice sounded familiar, so she did as she was told. Trevor crouched in front of her with deathly pale skin. A gash ran along under his left eye and a bullet hole stared at her from his right temple. Lizzy looked up to an extremely pale Kaycie with a bullet wound in the left side of her head and another one in her right temple as well. Both Kaycie's and Trevor's eyes looked like they had sunk into their faces as well as their cheeks
"What... happened?" Lizzy asked, extremely confused. Both of them should be dead, so should she... at least she thought so. Unlike the other two, she didn't think that she had been shot.
"We got murdered by some crazy psychopath and then reanimated as zombies of some kind," Kaycie replied casually. "That reminds me." She punched Trevor in the shoulder.
"Ow!" he exclaimed, rubbing his shoulder. "What was that for?"
A/N - So recently I kidnapped two of my best friends. The real purpous of the kidnapping was to watch How to Train Your Dragon 2 because one of them hadn't (the guy). Anyway, the girl on the far right (KayleeMarie149) is really good at makeup and Zombifies all three of us. Then I came up with how we had died and she wanted me to write it all out ans post it... so here I am.
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