Zombie Terror (book 1)

chapter 3

"Hey, this way." Mike whispered pointing at the exit, Bryce nodded and so did I. We both followed Mike to the door hoping not to be seen by the soldiers.

"This door has an alarm, so be awar-"

"Fuck it." Bryce suddenly pushed door forward and started running.
Oh my fucking hell. Without hesitation, Mike and I started running for our lives as we hear gunshots and yelling from behind.

"Randy! Jeep!" I pointed out to the guys who is running beside me. I got Matt's attention, he widen his eyes and patted on Randy's shoulder telling him to go.

Randy turned on the engine once we reached his jeep, all of us jumped in and Randy stumped his foot on the gas pedal.

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I winced in pain as I poked the huge bruise on my leg on got when I jumped into the jeep.

"You okay?" Abby questioned me placing her hand on my knee.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I shook my hand smiling, letting out a deep breath. Damn it hurts.

Mike suggested us to go to the grocery store to buy us some supplies, I'm not sure why but we all agreed with him since our parents are in New York doing their job and business. I'm not sure where my friends parents are but I'm sure they are somewhere.

"Alright we're here. Grab everything you need, don't be fucking stupid grabbing something you don't need." Randy glared at each of us. I don't understand his problem and his mood swings. What a rude asshole.

"Alright, let's go." Matt informed us and hopped out of the black jeep, heading into the store.

I pulled the door handle and got out of the small jeep. I walked towards the store where everyone is screaming and panicking about something. Everyone is literally running in and out.

Once I got into the store, there was blood everywhere. I rose my eyebrows looking at all the the blood, I look up and noticed people running around stealing things. Even the employees are stealing their own store products.

"Here grab a bucket and find whatever you need, avoid conflicts. Got it?" Matt handed me a bucket telling me everything I need to do I shook my head and starting walking fast to the food section.

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After grabbing a ton of can food which I though was a good idea to grab so that they won't expire for a long time.

"Claire, we got to go." My head snapped at the direction where Bryce is while I was grabbing one more thing.

"What's going on?" I asked in a worried voice. Looking at him thinking of any possible things.

"Oh my fucking god, you're not seeing of this? jesus christ Claire, let's go." He waved his hand at me, I rolled my eyes and followed him catching up with the others.

A person ahead of us was blocking us, this person was bleeding from his arm. He was in pain, literal pain.

"Sir, are you okay?" Matt pause to see what's going with this guy. This person has blonde hair, green eyes, is wearing jeans and a vans shirt.
He also looked like our age but a little younger like Mike or Bryce.

"This person b-bit me, I was trying to help him because he was bleeding badly from his neck, but he just came at me." The boy stuttered, he became lightheaded and dizzy. The guy fell flat on the floor passed out.

"Oh shit." Matt cursed crouching down checking the guys pulse. He took a deep breath."He's gone." He pronounced, I backed away.

What the heck is going on? A person just died in front of me. I looked away.

"Fuck, you guys. We got to go." Randy staring ahead noticing soldiers are starting to pull up. I panicked at first but realize we have to go.

"Let's go, leave him Matt." I touched his shoulder and he flinched a little but carried on.

Before we ran out the door, I heard something behind me. I slowly turned around, I noticed the guy who had just died is moving a little.
He is gurgling, sounding like he needs help. I dropped my bucket down and got closer.

"Are you okay?" I asked looking down at the guy, he suddenly snarls and tackles me.

I screamed and fell down with him on top of me. I started squirming to get away from him. Blood was coming out of his mouth, his eyes were insanely white. Tears started pouring out of my eyes.

Everything went slow motion.
I don't know what to do. This never happens, I'm scared. I'm screaming.

This isn't right.