The ZWD Trilogy (Book 1): Zombie World Dominance [The Destruction Begins] by L.D. King Page B

with its ridged, clawed hand, slashing Karim’s body across from
his shoulder to his hip, flaying him open as it dragged him out into the
hallway, face down on the floor.
    A
second creature knelt on the other side of Karim. With their four rugged,
stiff-clawed hands, they began ripping Karim’s back open, exposing his shoulder
blades, ribs and the back of his belly. On the floor, he was able to find his
voice. All he could do was scream about his wounds. His screams were the last
sound that he would ever make. With two creatures busy killing Karim, the
remaining creatures climbed over them on the floor, stumbling into the Head
Master’s outer office.
    Inside,
they attacked anyone they could grab in the Head Master’s office. The office
was an old design, and the only way out was through the door in the outer
office. Right now the creatures had the door blocked with a growing pile of the
dead bodies of the secretaries and the members of this meeting.
    The
floor of the office was slick with blood. Everyone inside the Head Master’s
office was fleeing into the meeting room. On this day, no one in the Head
Master’s office would survive. The creatures went from one victim to another
until no one remained alive in the Head master’s office. Once everyone was
dead, the creatures crawled over the stacks of dead, bloodied bodies and started
hunting again.
    There
were three of the maintenance crew left in the office in the lower basement.
These were Assem, Sheref, and their boss, Zeyad. From their office in the lower
basement, they could hear the screams coming from the slaughter upstairs in the
Head Master’s office. The three began going up the stairs to investigate. The
screams of the dying echoed throughout the building. They cautiously continued
up the stairs, not knowing what was ahead. When they reached the first floor,
they stopped to look around. At the end of the hallway, they could see the rear
door standing open.
    “Oh,
no! Look, there is Mohab’s body,” said Zeyad. “He isn’t moving. He might be
dead. He never got out of the building. I can’t see Mahmoud, but I would guess
that he is out there as well and is more than likely dead.
    “Come
on,” he continued, “The screams are coming from upstairs. We need to be careful;
if there is anything that is not right, be ready to run. I don’t want anyone
else hurt. Be ready to run if you have to.”
    Cautiously,
they started up the stairs to the landing below the first floor. Zeyad was in
the lead, and Assem following, with Sheref in the rear. From the first floor up
to the second, there was nothing out of place. They continued to climb the
stairs to the third floor. They still found nothing wrong. As they started up
from the third floor towards the fourth, the screams were deafening.
    There
was now no doubt that they were human screams. Zeyad had spent time in the
Egyptian army. He had witnessed firsthand how people died. Only the dying
screamed like this. when they were nearly to the fourth floor, Zeyad stopped. Lying
on the stairs, he cautiously looked along the floor. What he saw looked like it
was something from a horror movie.
    Zeyad
turned back to his men and whispered, “I see PrincipalBaz. His body is
ripped open just as Mohab’s was. There is a huge puddle of blood getting larger
on the hall floor. We need to get out of here, now. From what I see everyone in
the Head Master’s office is either dead or dying. There is nothing that we can
do for anyone in there. We need to go, now.”
    They
went back down the stairs as quickly as they could. Reaching the first floor,
they ran to the rear door. They were brought to a stop by the sight of their two
friends’ dead bodies. As carefully as they could, they stepped over them,
running to the cars in the dirt parking lot. They ran to Zeyad’s car. He was
the only one of the three who owned a vehicle. They all piled into his car.
Zeyad pulled out of the parking lot, squealing his tires as they roared