snapped.
“With what,” Bray instantly replied.
“We have no ammo left, and by the time we got there I doubt we will even find him in time,” he continued to tell her.
The anger in her face grew, shaking her head in anger.
“Rosita, we have some food and water inside,” Bray told her, attempting to ease the tension.
Suddenly a loud noise like thunder echoed above them, looking up they all looked. “What the hell is that?” Zoe asked.
An explosion lit up the night sky, “What the fuck,” Bray uttered while moving closer to Elle and Zoe.
With everyone looking up, a scream made them turn. They looked to see Mark biting into Rosita neck from behind. Eddie panicked and crouched against the wall. As Mark tore the flesh from her neck, blood sprayed out. Tears ran down Rosita’s face, Mark carried on chewing her neck as if he was eating a burger. Bray, Elle and Zoe were about to attack when they were stopped in shock.
Ryan grabbed Mark and threw him to the ground, he hit him in the head with the metal pole he had in hand. Mark still groaned, he dropped the pole and began stamping on Marks head. “DIE! YOU FUCK! DIE! DIE! DIE!” he kept shouting out as emotion took over. The head crumbled all over the ground, even with Mark dead, he continued to stamp on him shouting.
Elle grabbed Ryan by the arm, she noticed the sad emotion on his face, his eyes were filled with tears. He looked into Elle’s eyes, “I’m sorry,” he uttered. She put her arms around him, knowing the pain of his own guilt; he was feeling was killing him.
Bray looked at Ryan’s shoes, covered in blood and brain matter, “You might want to clean them off,” He joked.
Rosita lay on the ground, struggling to breath, as blood poured out. Zoe tended to her, knowing there was nothing she could do, she pulled her knife and pushed it into her brain, killing her.
Eddie still crouched crying on the ground; Bray helped him up, “It’s OK, you’re safe now. We will look after you,” he tried to comfort him.
Instead, Eddie pushed him away, Paige appeared from the door, she walked over to Eddie and licked his face, as if she knew he needed it. Eddie smiled and stroked the dog.
That was the moment she knew Bray was right, they could not help Jack. All they could do was wait, and get the bus ready for when they get back.
They all went back inside of the store.
CHAPTER TWELVE
BURN
The street was spilt by zombies reaching up at the hanging victims; the flesh was being torn from victims. A hanging body had most of its head eaten, the skull was clearly visible as the zombie below munched on a chunk of flesh still covered in blood soaked blond hair. The group of zombies turned their attention to a noise rumbling past them, they groaned and began to move towards the noise.
A white truck covered in pictures of ice cream and lollypops drove along the street, attracting the attention of the dead on both sides.
“So this is the brilliant plan,” Alice observed, while Jack sat in the back getting things ready.
Hearing her question, he simply laughed, “OK, now let’s get this moving,” he spoke to himself.
Moving to the front, he switched on the music that was once used to attract the kids, and now it was being used to attract the decaying corpses of the walking dead to follow them. The music was like a bad recording of ringing bells, the crackling from the speakers on any normal occasion would be embarrassing, but for this, it was perfect. The jingle echoed through the packed zombie streets, Alive drove slowly resisting the urge to put her foot down and drive away from them.
The color from her face drained as she looked into the side mirror and seeing they were now being followed. Looking ahead, she could see the entrance of the Multi Story car park, the burning oil barrels lit it up. Taking a big gulp, she spoke out, “This is either Brilliant or insane.”
“Amazing how often they go hand in hand,” Jack simply
“With what,” Bray instantly replied.
“We have no ammo left, and by the time we got there I doubt we will even find him in time,” he continued to tell her.
The anger in her face grew, shaking her head in anger.
“Rosita, we have some food and water inside,” Bray told her, attempting to ease the tension.
Suddenly a loud noise like thunder echoed above them, looking up they all looked. “What the hell is that?” Zoe asked.
An explosion lit up the night sky, “What the fuck,” Bray uttered while moving closer to Elle and Zoe.
With everyone looking up, a scream made them turn. They looked to see Mark biting into Rosita neck from behind. Eddie panicked and crouched against the wall. As Mark tore the flesh from her neck, blood sprayed out. Tears ran down Rosita’s face, Mark carried on chewing her neck as if he was eating a burger. Bray, Elle and Zoe were about to attack when they were stopped in shock.
Ryan grabbed Mark and threw him to the ground, he hit him in the head with the metal pole he had in hand. Mark still groaned, he dropped the pole and began stamping on Marks head. “DIE! YOU FUCK! DIE! DIE! DIE!” he kept shouting out as emotion took over. The head crumbled all over the ground, even with Mark dead, he continued to stamp on him shouting.
Elle grabbed Ryan by the arm, she noticed the sad emotion on his face, his eyes were filled with tears. He looked into Elle’s eyes, “I’m sorry,” he uttered. She put her arms around him, knowing the pain of his own guilt; he was feeling was killing him.
Bray looked at Ryan’s shoes, covered in blood and brain matter, “You might want to clean them off,” He joked.
Rosita lay on the ground, struggling to breath, as blood poured out. Zoe tended to her, knowing there was nothing she could do, she pulled her knife and pushed it into her brain, killing her.
Eddie still crouched crying on the ground; Bray helped him up, “It’s OK, you’re safe now. We will look after you,” he tried to comfort him.
Instead, Eddie pushed him away, Paige appeared from the door, she walked over to Eddie and licked his face, as if she knew he needed it. Eddie smiled and stroked the dog.
That was the moment she knew Bray was right, they could not help Jack. All they could do was wait, and get the bus ready for when they get back.
They all went back inside of the store.
CHAPTER TWELVE
BURN
The street was spilt by zombies reaching up at the hanging victims; the flesh was being torn from victims. A hanging body had most of its head eaten, the skull was clearly visible as the zombie below munched on a chunk of flesh still covered in blood soaked blond hair. The group of zombies turned their attention to a noise rumbling past them, they groaned and began to move towards the noise.
A white truck covered in pictures of ice cream and lollypops drove along the street, attracting the attention of the dead on both sides.
“So this is the brilliant plan,” Alice observed, while Jack sat in the back getting things ready.
Hearing her question, he simply laughed, “OK, now let’s get this moving,” he spoke to himself.
Moving to the front, he switched on the music that was once used to attract the kids, and now it was being used to attract the decaying corpses of the walking dead to follow them. The music was like a bad recording of ringing bells, the crackling from the speakers on any normal occasion would be embarrassing, but for this, it was perfect. The jingle echoed through the packed zombie streets, Alive drove slowly resisting the urge to put her foot down and drive away from them.
The color from her face drained as she looked into the side mirror and seeing they were now being followed. Looking ahead, she could see the entrance of the Multi Story car park, the burning oil barrels lit it up. Taking a big gulp, she spoke out, “This is either Brilliant or insane.”
“Amazing how often they go hand in hand,” Jack simply
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