"Scalpel." A nurse walked to Ashley with the tool. "Here." Ashley made a large cut in the chest of a man. The man started to wake up. "Crap! Ann, can you get over here and help him while I sort out the anesthetic." Ann rushed to the patient to calm him down. Suddenly, the man rushed up and ripped open her neck. "Ann!" I ran to the man, pulling him off of her neck. When the man broke free from her grasp and went after Ann again, I ran for the door. I ran for an exit, but saw armed soldiers loading people on to buses so I turned around and ran for the break room. There was screaming and running throughout the halls. There were gunshots and even more screaming. Blood splattered the windows. After a few minutes, a man kicked in the door and quickly shut it behind him, blocking it with chairs and anything he could find in the room. He didn't even notice me. Finally, I stood up. "Who are you?" The man turned and pointed a gun at me. "How the! Where did you come from?" "Im hiding, just like you." The man put the gun closer. "I wasn't hiding!" "Okay, one, your not going to shoot me. Two, thats an Air soft gun and three, your an idiot." "How did you know it wasn't a real gun?" "The orange tip." "Son of a! How did I miss that!?!?!" "Remember number three." "Hey I'm the one with the gun here!" "Number two." "Shut up! Your so annoying!" There was loud banging on the door. Two infected burst through the door. The man shot them both in the head, the gun was real. "But, I thought...." He pulled a out a little orange glass. "Nail polish? Oh you sneaky little." "Yea yea anyway, Im Austin. You are?" "Im Ash."
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AcciónA man and his family have a perfect life, but then a strange unknown disease infects the human race. The disease was known to kill the host, and then bring them back. After the fall of the U.S, Adam Clark must cope with the loss of his loved ones, w...
