The Bad, The Ugly, And Us

Split

"Dylan wake up we have a problem."
Patrick wakes me up from sleeping. "What's the problem Patrick, and where is Max?"
"She parked us here about 20 minutes ago and said she'd be right back right before walking into that building."
"Stay right here Patrick and be ready to leave when we get back." I walk out of the RV and check the sign. Looks like this used to be a retirement home. I slowly open the door and pound on it with my machete. I hear zombie moans and pounding but after a minute of waiting I slowly enter the building using a big rock to prop the door open. A lot of the doors in this building are closed with sticky notes on the doors that say "dead". I put my ear up to one of the doors and hear zombies shuffling and groaning inside. I slowly back away before I start hearing pounding coming from a few hallways down. I slowly maneuver my way down the halls, I swear there must be zombies in every room. I finally see the where Max must be. A few zombies are pounding on a closed door, I slowly sneak up on them before I quickly decapitate 2 of them. I go to slash at the third one but only end up slicing into the side of it's head. It grabs my arm and in a struggle we crash into a door causing zombies to start pounding on it. The door won't hold at this rate. I then knee the zombie in the stomach causing it to stumble back, kick it into the wall as it falls down. I then stomp its head in. I walk towards the door while hearing moans and groans all around me, this is not good. I open the door the zombie were pounding on and get smacked in the gut by a pipe. I instantly keel over and cough hard. "Oh shit Dylan I'm so sorry I got so scared that you were a zombie."
"Well shouldn't you have gone for the head." I say making a horrible joke, Max must have agreed because she gave me an irritated look. "Come on we gotta get you up and out of here, it isn't safe." I grab my ribs and start following Max when all of a sudden my worst fears come true. The doors start busting down, we made too much commotion earlier. "FUCK DYLAN WE GOTTA KEEP MOVING." I start staggering and slowing down. A few zombies get between me and Max. I grab my machete and slowly approach them. I kill one and kill the other although my machete gets stuck in it's head. I don't have time to grab it out of it's head before a zombie grabs my arm. I start flailing around trying to grab my gun as I have no other weapons. It slips out of my hand and Max grabs it and shoots the zombies close to me. "GO MAX ILL MEET YOU OUT THERE."
"IM NOT LEAVING YOU."
"YOU HAVE TO JUST GO." She slides the gun back to me before grabbing that pipe she had earlier and fights her way out of there. I get up and start moving as fast as I can towards the entrance. A group of zombies then cuts me off, I hear Max yells something in the distance but I can't tell what it is. I'm not gonna be able to make it to the front so I scramble to find if there is any other way out. This place is full of zombies which makes it ten times harder to maneuver. I make my way to a hallway but suddenly I find myself trapped and sandwiched into the hallway. I then realize the only way I can make it out of this is to open a door and pray there isn't any zombies in it. I then go towards a door to my right and quickly put my ear it it. I can't tell if the moans I hear are from the zombies closing in on me or the zombies coming at me from both sides. I chance it and kick the door hard enough for it to burst open. I then enter and move a bed up against the door. The zombies start pounding up against the door. I shoot out a window in the room and slowly hobble out. My ribs are killing me and are making it hard to think straight. I go to make my way around the building but see the RV driving away. What the fuck, WHERE ARE THEY GOING. Zombies are crawling all around this area now, must be all the gunfire. I start maneuvering my way out of the area, I'm struggling to stay conscious at this point, I think I'm internally bleeding. After about 20 minutes of nonstop moving the pain is just too much. I can feel everything fading.