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"H-Hello ..." I tried to scream but it turned into a whimper. "A-Anybody ..?" I suddenly heard a cough and I immediately pointed my gun only to see a middle-aged man with the same condition to the people I saw. Everytime he coughed, blood would go out of his mouth. He was moaning and saying things I couldn't understand. Due to my shaking hands I accidentaly fired a shot towards him, hitting him in the arm, but he only bulged. "G-GO AWAY!" I screamed, finiding my voice but he only walked faster. I shot another hitting him in the heart. "N-No way ..." He was still moving. I turned around only to see another two people with the same condition as him. I couldn't move. My feet were shaking too badly. I sulked to the floor, screaming but I knew it was no use. I was going to die or turn like them. I screamed louder the moment I felt the first hand touch me, then I heard a 'whack' and it lost it's grip. I heard another 'whack' and then another. "You okay?" I opened one of my eyes when I heard a voice and I sobbed in relief. He was normal. Dark hair, dark eyes, dark clothes. He was holding a bloody bat on his right hand and a small axe on the other. "W-What ..." "We better hide. You were making quite a show screaming so loudly, now they will know there's somebody here." he took my hand and dragged me. "W-Wait ... wait!" I screamed. "What?!" he snapped. "I-In the basement. I-I have things ... food, water, medicine ... I just thought ..." I tried explaning, he just smirked. "What? You need a red carpet or something? Lead the way." [A/N: This story is inspired by the manga 'Highschool of the Dead' so if you find any similarities don't overreact, okay?]
The End (Apocalypse Fiction)
