Chapter 60- Not the Last of Us
Turning the corner, I saw my backpack on the counter, and my ax was sticking out of the edge.
I also saw bodies of dead soldiers and the soldier behind me joined the bodies as he fell to the floor.
I turned around to see Quill with a pair of bloody scissors.
" Their operating room is on the top floor," She said. " The far end."
The sound of Clickers filled the hallway behind us.
" Freze!" The soldiers behind us yelled.
We ran as they shot at us.
" How the hell did infected get in here?" I thought as we ran for the stairs.
The Fireflies were to busy fighting off the infected to notice me darting towards the operating room.
When I kicked one of the doors down, I saw Ellie bashing in a half mutated human/infected hybrid with a crowbar.
" What the hell?" I asked.
" That is what they have been doing." She exhaled.
" How did you take these guys down by yourself?" Quill asked.
" That thing tore into the one that was going to give me anesthesia and then attacked the others. I finished them all off."
" We gotta get out of here," I told her. " Infected are all over the place downstairs."
" What about the cure?"
"They're too far gone," Quill told her. " You would have died for nothing."
We got out of there as fast as possible.
We found a truck and got the hell out of that death trap.
( Joel's P.O.V.)
( On the way back to Tommy's)
" Hey. Since when do you get to read those without me?" Ellie asked.
" Your right," Quill said. " Scoot over."
" Aw," Ellie chuckled. " Watch it. You almost took my head off!"
" Uha, sure," Quill said. " Whatever."
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Not The Last Of Us
حركة (أكشن)(After the 20-year time skip) Name: Quilla Miller Age: 28 Died hair: Yes Hair Color: Blueberry Blue Hair Length: Long Hair Style: Slightly Curly ( put up in a high ponytail) Highlights: Cherry Red Location: 2 in front, 2 on the side, and 2...
