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~Zoey's POV~
I land hard on the floor, screaming out in pain as I dislocate my right leg.
"ZOEY, ARE YOU OK?!!" I hear Ella's voice yell, clearly concerned.
"Yeah, I'm ok!" I yell back, my voice strained from the pain my leg.
"Ok, just hold tight! We'll come to you!" she yells back, relieved that I'm at least alive.
"Ok!" I reply, now laying down on my back.
I seem to be in some kind of storage room with a bunch of random stuff in it, "Guess I better get comfy." I laugh at myself.
That's when I hear it, the screams and groans of the very thing Ella hates most in this world, a little ways away from me based off of how distant they sound. "Oh, no."
I sit up, using my elbows as support as I look around the room to see if there's anything that can help me. I can tell that it's alot of Corrupted, so I can't just use my weapons, I'll get killed.
But that's when I notice all of the contents of the storage room, a smirk is brought to my face as I get the most perfect idea. 'Thank you Mr. B' I think mischievously.
I crawl over to different shelves and grab what I need to execute my plan.
I grab a metal bucket, along with a small tank of propane to put in it with salt and iron nails. After filling the bucket with the salt and iron nails, I stick wiring into the small tank of propane and put in inside the bucket and connect the wiring to a small button, along with another wire connected to a lantern battery.
I lean back on the wall opposite of the door, waiting for what's probably 40 to 50 Corrupted to storm in to seal the fate they have for me.
I hear a loud bang as said door flies open, and all of the Corrupted storm in, walking towards me slowly, as if daring me to run. But I simply sit there with a smirk on my face, taunting them.
"Boom Boom, Bitch." I say, pushing the button, igniting the fiery explosion.
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Corrupted: The Pain We Feel (Book 1)
HorrorWhen Aella was 6 years old, her parents were taken from her by a deadly virus that poisons the mind and drives them mad. Known as the Root. Now, 10 years later, she stays with a medium sized group of survivors in an old church building, fighting to...