peejeethurteen(thezombiestory)prt.2.

Impossible odds.

annnnd.

Wannabe Heroes.

The door slammed shut the instant the four of us were out. The first step outside felt like the complete opposite of relief (whatever the word for that is. idunno.).

In the street ahead of us, there were already dozens of zombies making their way towards the oasis. They must have known that some people had left the safehaven. And here's where it all starts to parallel with gears of war two.

We all hid behind the wall of sandbags, taking turns reloading, then giving cover fire, then targetting the bigger, more menacing zombies. Every once in a while, one of us would toss a grenade in, and 4 seconds later, we'd hear the zombies shrieking with rage.

This all went on for around fifteen minutes, when it all finally slowed down, and the last zombie hit the ground. Our hearts still racing, we hopped over the barricade, avoiding stepping on one of the disgusting carcasses, and with great difficulty.

It was about then, that we started to realize that the zombies were not all just of random form. We started to notice classes of zombies, ones that looked the same, acted the same, walked the same. Some of them even had special abilities. I remember there was one kind of zombie, it looked kinda like a floating-demon-cow-head with red eyes. And it had these tentacles coming out from behind of it that could latch on to a victim to induce hallucinations.
There were skinny, claw-armed zombies who could run ridiculously fast... and all different kinds. Again, it was extremely video-game-esque.

We made a run for it. We'd just finished fighting off a wave of them, and we didn't want another confrontation if it was possible. The mall was a long way off, and we needed to get there asap.

We kept running. Somehow, it seemed like all of the zombies had gone into hibernation, or we'd just scared them off, because everything was eerily silent, and there was not one in sight. And then we turned the corner.

It was the city-center-square. A tall clock tower stood on the right hand side, and opposite was an old, deserted playground, surrounded by high brick walls. And opposite of us, was a mass of zombies so dense, it was impossible to tell how many there were. We turned around and rounded the corner, going the way we came from, but somehow, we'd be flanked. It was jam-packed with zombie-monsters as well.

Sean lost it, and turned around, sprinting into the square with his army-style rifle firing into the fray. The rest of us headed in his direction as well, Glenn and I hanging back to give cover fire, but Kelly sprinting ahead, too worried to leave Sean to take the point by himself.

We were fighting for our lives, even though we knew we had no chance. We were pretty much just trying to take as many down with us as we could. But no matter how many we killed, more just climbed over the pile of bodies to have at us.

For one second, Sean took his hand off of his gun to reload, and a hallucinator-demon flew at him from above, latching onto his temples, and resting on his head. Kelly raised her gun to try and rescue him, but realized that she might end up blowing his brains out. But as she too released her gun to try and bat away the demon, another one shot out of one of the dead zombie bodies and took away her consciousness. The pair fell to their knees, clawing at their hair, and shrieking like babies. It was like they'd instantly lost their sanity.

Glenn pulled out his pistol, blasting away the zombies that were converging on the couple, while i hung behind with my rifle still blazing, giving coverfire. Finally, Glenn was able to tear off the demons from their heads, and tossed them away, shooting them as the flew through the air.

All the time we had lost had allowed for us to be almost completely surrounded. We had no choice but to fall back into the old playground... we were cornered. Now that the zombies were coming from every direction, it was even harder to fend them off as we fell back. And Sean nudged us backwards as he took the front of the line. "Go! I'll hold them off!" We turned around and booked it into the playground to find cover.

He stood in the gate of the playground, his hand never leaving the trigger, belting out a frustrated roar at the never-diminishing numbers of monsters. No matter how many he took down, more continued to climb over the pile of bodies until they completely engulfed him. All we could see under the mass was repeated flashes, as Sean struggled. And then we heard him say "EFFF THISSS.", followed by the unpinning of a grenade. The zombies were thrown everywhere by the blast.

Kelly was helpless. We could see on her face that she was defeated, too tired to go on. She pulled out a grenade of her own, holding it high into the air, and running into the crowd of monsters, pulling the pin, and tears streaming down her face. There was a second explosion, but they just kept coming.

I was perched on top of the jungle gym with glenn behind it at the base, using the bars to rest his arms. There was no hope.

I fired off the last bullet that i had, and i threw my gun at the nearest monster, bringing it to the ground. As they surrounded me, i flailed, trying to throw them off, but it was no use. I made a last prayer for Glenn before everything went black.

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haha. what a weird dream.

Song: Wherever You Will Go - The Calling