Biters (On Hold)

Biters (On Hold)

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My name is Savannah McCormick I am 25 years old and currently my life isn't too good since I find myself in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. All of which started about a year ago. The U.S government had been experimenting and somehow created a disease that infected everyone, and by everyone I mean the whole world, but the disease only had effect after you died. Once you died your body would reanimate. Your decaying corpse would search for living food to keep itself "alive". You no longer have a beating heart its only a working brain stem that keeps these things alive. These things, I call biters, eat living people and animals and they don't die die unless you shoot them in the head. I have been running away from biters a whole year, I have been surviving. During this whole year I have come across really evil people but I've also come across decent people. In this life you are no longer safe; in this world you fight the dead and fear the living.
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"B... Bryce?" I said quietly between my light sobs. He didn't answer me. He looked dangerous. His hands covered in blood, his jaw damaged, his eyes... I didn't know, what exactly I saw in them, but I knew, there was nothing good. I realized, I might be in danger myself. I had no idea of what is going on in his mind. I started walking away, keeping my body close to the wall behind me. I stumbled on some trash, but gained my balance back, never leaving the sight of him - now, a total stranger, in front of me. He slowly followed me, his eyes registering every movement I made. They looked predatory, all his appearance looked like it. Following every movement of his pray. And I knew that pray was me. Some cries left my dry lips. I couldn't hold in anymore of this tension. I turned around and started to run, run away from this place, away from him. Before I could make some steps, I felt my upper arm grabbed strongly. I let out a scream and desperately tried to free myself from his strong grip. Bryce took my other arm and made me face him. My heart dropped in my stomach, as I saw his hard stare. I stopped for a second, but then tried to get myself away from him again. "Stop trying! You are not going anywhere!" I heard his voice, which was said through his clenched teeth. He momentarily turned me around and grabbed my hole upper body and wrapped his strong arms around me, making it impossible to move my hands and myself. I started to scream again, but again, his fast movements stopped me. I felt him squeeze me tighter. He lifted me up from the ground a bit and put his large hand on my mouth. That made my panic rise even more. I was so afraid. I had no idea of what he is going to do with me. Is he going to kill me? I felt his head resting against my head, his breath touching the top of my ear, sending a strong shiver of fear through my body. I couldn't see anything, as my eyes were filled with endless streams of tears.

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