S.P.2 - Roads of Blood

Surrounded Part Two : Roads of Blood

Having left for one of the last flights to Africa in the midst of a hectic zombie apocalypse, Alex and Tommy, Tony unconscious, time running out until he awakes must reach the Airfield before it is too late...

Steven hated it when it turned night. It was cold, eerie and very frightful. On the playing field near his cottage up Green Lane, he knew he must see to his duty of checking for zombies. His footsteps crunched across the gravel driveway that lay to the front of his house, bordered by a large evergreen bush. He clutched his assault rifle like it was the last thing that remained on earth, the cold biting away at his fingers. He watched a cloud of steam pour out of his mouth as he exhaled sharply, walking onto the road. He glanced up at the orange street lamp, flickering, before turning to his right and continuing down the road. His heart was beating as it usually was, the light manually attached to the end of his assault rifle doing little to light up the way ahead. He squinted as he came to the ‘hole in the hedge’, a shortcut that had been invented to allow residents ease of access to the playing field. He felt his foot step down onto the softer bark that lay on the ground of the small shortcut. Walking quickly past the concrete bollard in the centre, he focused on getting to the field, as this he felt was the worst part.

Finally he felt a swarm of cold air hit him as he had appeared out of the other side. Looking around, he saw the usual street lamps flickering on the far side of the playing field, lighting up a row of council houses. The village hall and a corner of the park was visible, but other than that, the field was quite empty, as per the usual. Steven fished into his pocket and pulled out his weapons silencer. Struggling to screw it onto the front of his assault rifle due to the cold, he intended to fire off some shots into the dark just in case. There was a slight squeaking sound as the silencer enveloped itself onto the end of the barrel, before an alarming breathing sound came from behind. Steven panicked and spun around, a zombie less than a couple of metres away from him. Stepping back and fumbling with the silencer, the zombie roared a growl as it attempted to bite him. He noticed the blood streaming out of its mouth, obviously one of the more stealth like zombies. The zombie was too close by the time Steven had heard the satisfying ‘click’ of the silencer fixing on. He used the weapon butt and clouted the zombie in the shoulder with a large amount of force, pushing the zombie back. Striking again round the head of the zombie warranted another grumble, before the zombie almost lost its balance. Steven bought up his assault rifle and carefully squeezed the trigger, the flares from the muzzle flashes lighting up the area in a rapid succession. Flicks of blood burst out of the zombie’s chest, before it lay lifeless on the floor. Breathing heavily, Steven decided it was time to go back home.

Alex was fully conscious of the sound his feet were making as he ran down the sloping road. Stinging nettles, brambles and thorns lined both sides of the road, the concrete crooked and uneven. Tommy was a matter of paces behind, Tony draped over his shoulder, everything looking as purple as ever. Behind Tommy, at the top end of the short road, zombies, determined not to give up gave pursuit. As they came onto the large and empty depot ground with weeds, dust and char, Alex managed to spin round and gun down the two zombies that chased after them. The sound of the thirty calibre echoed across the eerie scape, but nevertheless, the groaning and grumbling of the un-dead menaces had stopped. Tommy, well out of breath lay Tony carefully down on the floor, before slinging his bag down and checking his watch.

‘Shit, we’re twenty minutes late!’ Cried Tommy.

‘God Damn it!’ Followed Alex.

They both sighed, irritated. Tony was still unconscious. 

Ten minutes later, a figure dressed in a blue jumper emerged from behind a small cabin-like building. He clutched his assault rifle up, Tommy and Alex both in his sights. The pair turned to him, rather alarmed.