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@chris34 ran.
His lungs burned, his legs numb, and the streets behind him exploding in screams. Footsteps slapped against asphalt, too many and too close. He didn’t look back. Looking back got people killed.
Cars abandoned, buildings on fire, a lively city reduced to rubble. He vaulted over a hood, nearly slipping on blood. The zombies were faster than yesterday. Smarter too. They seemed to become more intelligent and powerful the more days passed. These zombies didnt infect through the normal means of biting someone, they held you down and raped you violently.
A corner. He turned hard and crashed through a convenience store window, glass tearing into his arms. He slammed the door shut and rammed a shelf against it just as bodies smashed into the glass. Cracks decorated the windows.
No exit. The constant roaring ringing in his head. It could have ended there but behind him
The back room door was half open. He sprinted, burst through and skidded to a stop.
The alley outside was blocked.
More of them.
Behind him, the glass finally shattered.
Chris34 backed up, gripping his pocket knife, chest heaving as the zombies poured in from both sides. Bug eyed and heart racing.
They crowded him. Then i walk in..
His lungs burned, his legs numb, and the streets behind him exploding in screams. Footsteps slapped against asphalt, too many and too close. He didn’t look back. Looking back got people killed.
Cars abandoned, buildings on fire, a lively city reduced to rubble. He vaulted over a hood, nearly slipping on blood. The zombies were faster than yesterday. Smarter too. They seemed to become more intelligent and powerful the more days passed. These zombies didnt infect through the normal means of biting someone, they held you down and raped you violently.
A corner. He turned hard and crashed through a convenience store window, glass tearing into his arms. He slammed the door shut and rammed a shelf against it just as bodies smashed into the glass. Cracks decorated the windows.
No exit. The constant roaring ringing in his head. It could have ended there but behind him
The back room door was half open. He sprinted, burst through and skidded to a stop.
The alley outside was blocked.
More of them.
Behind him, the glass finally shattered.
Chris34 backed up, gripping his pocket knife, chest heaving as the zombies poured in from both sides. Bug eyed and heart racing.
They crowded him. Then i walk in..
but its ok we make do with what we have 
