Survivors (One Direction/Zombie)

Chapter 37

Lauren

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The man that kidnapped me- I think Hagid had called him Rupert- had me currently hoisted over his shoulder, and bounding down the hallways so fast and painfully bouncy that I was starting to feel nauseous just watching the white tiled floor fly by. Hagid was scurrying just a little ways in front of us, while Lucille was trailing behind, her slippered feet often making an appearance in my visual perimeter. 

I still couldn't move, but I felt the drugs in me slowly wear off, as the tips of my fingers began to tingle. My head was much clearer now, and although I was only watching the floor, I tried to remember the turns we took so I could find my way back if I had too. The alarm, although ringing loudly in the room that I was kept in, made no sound in the hallway. I'm guessing it was a special sensor, only alerting threats to specific rooms or people, like Hagid. The group probably hadn't realized they even set off an alarm.

I just hope they catch up to us.

"Can you talk yet?" Lucille whispered behind me, now skipping lightly to stay in bound with the ridiculously larger man that was holding me. 

"I'm getting there."  I mumbled slightly incoherently, the right side of my face still painstakingly numb. Lucille must have made out the words because she hummed in approval. 

"Don't let them know." 

As far as I knew we weren't leaving the building, just going down lower and lower levels. The white tile soon turned to the bland beige carpet of the elevator. I heard Hagid tinker with something I can only assume as the survelliance camera, and soon I felt the little jump in my stomach that told me we were moving downwards. 

"I know you can't reply so I'll just keep talking." Hagid chuckled sinisterly, I could see part of his reflection in the metal if I lifted my head slightly. He wasn't facing me, good thing or else he would've caught my movement. 

"You're friends are probably in the security office right now, trying to find you on the cameras. The sublevel we're going through however...well, let's just say it's not suppose to exist in the first place, so no cameras." He continued, his tone amused. "If they searched hard enough they would probably realize the extra floor below the basement, but I'm afraid they won't have the time. With the noise they made breaking in, it probably attracted the herd of the Infected near the Middle School, and sent those rotten corpses right there way. I'd say they have a half an hour, tops."

I wanted so badly to yell at Hagid, to curse him out, flail and kick the monstrosity holding me, and escape. Although I was sure I could talk, my legs still felt paralyzed, and I wasn't willing to give away that the drugs were wearing off if I couldn't make a break for it.

"What about us?" Lucille demanded, "Won't the Fleshies trap us in here?" 

"You don't have to worry about a thing, my dear Lucy. You're immune anyways, the Infected won't give you a sideways glance. And now that our guest here has gotten the cure, she's immune too."

"So then you can die." I could sense the smugness in Lucille's voice. Although shy and afraid a few moments ago, it looked like she was gaining some confidence. 

"Not as long as I have these." I couldn't see Hagid, but I'm guessing he was waving around the vials of the yellow cure he had injected me with earlier. A soft ding in the elevator notified our floor, and once again we started moving. 

Unlike the other hallway floors of this building, there was no blood. Swinging slightly, I managed to get a limited view of what was around me. Everything was neat, untouched by the chaos that had happened.