Rachel P.O.V -
"Guys! Can we not do this now? It's gunna be dark soon and the is place gunna be filled with them! Sam help me! Mike cover that door! And hope they don't come in." Blaine cried out, as he moved table from one side of the choir room to the other.
"What if it's Finn! Trying to come in?"
"Rachel, Finn is gone. You saw him get bit; we all did. He left to protect you - us." Sam called out as he lifted piled more chairs on the barricaded doors.
"Rachel, come one. Help me lock the windows." Brittney, gabbing Rachel by her arm; Rachel loosely followed.
"Mike, Tape!" Brittney hollered, catching the silver tape.
"Blaine! There here! Come on!" Mike whispered as he cocked back the shot gun.
"Everybody hush! To the back of the room!" Blaine whispered, picking us his crossbow. "Everybody loaded?" as he sat with the others.
"Wait, where's my knife?" Sam called, quickly running to the middle of the choir room to pick it up. "Okay, ready."
"What now?" Brittney asked as she aimed her 9mm to the door.
"We wait till we got a chance to get out of here. Mike, what are we dealing with tonight?" Blaine asked as he wiped the sweat off his face.
"Walkers. No sign of butchers or Vamps. But I can't be sure. I didn't see any sign of them but they could have pick us our smell as we came in."
"Okay. Sam, you think you can check?"
"I can try. I haven't eaten all day. I don't know how long I can stay in that form."
"Here! Take two. That should give you enough energy."
"Thanks Brit." Sam replied as he dry swallowed the pills. Just a second later he was gone – well a fly.
"Where did you get those?" Blaine asked knowing there was no food in the school like they had thought.
"The nurse's office; apparently, even in an apocalypse people still forget about first aid." Brittney answered putting the bottle in her bag.
"Okay then. What else did were we able to find?" Mike asked.
"I found a box pencils, some nail polish, rock salt, bags of balloons, and these boxes paper clips." Blaine opened his bag to show.
"I got those pills, gauze, rubbing alcohol, Santana's secret stash of peroxide, and liter fluid." Brittney doing the same as Blaine and reorganizing her bag in the process.
"Rachel, What were you able to find?" Mike asked.
"I. I, found this. . . It belonged to Carol. Finn always looked at it before class. He said he dad gave it to her before he left for war." As light sob became her breath.
"It's okay." Brittney tried to comfort Rachel with a hug.
"Rachel I know it's hard; but you can't keep doing this to yourself. It's been a month since – you know. But you weren't the only one who lost someone. I know it's not what you want to hear. But we need you; I need you to be strong. We can't make out of here without you. You're the only one who knows the school down to the wire." Blaine holding her hands with one hand and wiping the tears off her face with the other.
"Guys! Bad News; we got butchers in the parking lot. We got 5 minutes tops." Sam cried out as he shifted to back to human form.
"Shit! Rachel what's the fasted way out of here?" Blaine called out, picking us his crossbow and reaching for his bag. "Rachel! Come on! I need you now."
"The side door; then go left into the third hall, up the stair to the chemistry labs, down to the west side of the school. We'll be entering the forest area; the camp is about six miles from there, if we stick to the forest." Wiping off the tears and getting her revolver.
"Alright, Everybody got that? Let's go." as they all quietly walked to the only door they did not barricade.
"Okay Rachel, you're up. We'll be right behind you." Blaine whispered as he leaned against the lockers.
"Right, okay guys stay close. There will be sharp turns." Rachel commented as she tied her hair back. "Let's do this."
Broken glass, open lockers, lights hung from the ceiling, rotting dismantle corpses laid in what used to be a school. Every building was like this now. No sound of human voices; just the grunts and moans of what used to be people. It's unclear what they are. Some are or were Vampires, some were people, and others were just checked out, mentally. If only it were like the movies; some mysterious thing bit this one thing that mutated this virus and make people mad at first then trust for flesh. But it's not. Everyone knew about this virus and what it was capable of. But the vampires wanted to become human; Humans wanted to become better more advanced creatures. All the government in the world agreed on a program funded my Massive Dynamic, a branch of the Rossum Corporation, that would allow humans to study Vampire blood and where Vampires could study human blood. The program only lasted one year. Within that year there was a rebellion against the program; people and vampires saying that it was immoral to be like the other. Soon governments began to fall as everyone began to pick sides. Some countries fell to the rebellion; others thrived. Only the thriving countries were not countries but territories of the Rossum Corporation. They began wiping the minds of everyone turning them into puppets. Rossum sent secret agents, like myself, to begin wiping the whole world but the Vampires stuck back when people's minds began to change from person to person. One minute they're themselves the next someone else; after a while the constant shift in minds in one body drove the person mad. They became butcher, all they did was kill and some even ate people. Soon the whole world, well the humans at least were all gone. There were few humans that had their own mind. Their bodies produced a natural antibody prevented their minds from being wiped, but Rossum doesn't know that. In a sad success the Vampires were able to stop Massive Dynamics but it kept happening. The vampire known as Russell Edgington, the leader of the rebellion, lead an attack on the Rossum Corporation three years ago in Arizona. But by that time. . . Well there were more butchers than people. As People began to die because of the wiping outbreak vampires began to go hungry. There was not enough true blood in the world. They began to eat each other. Shortly after, there is this. This world is left. It was only about a year ago when the little survivors that were left of the Rossum Corporation announce on the emergency radio station that a vampire injected him/herself with a virus that was thought to make them human . . . only it didn't. It turned them into a super walker. And if one bites you, you become a walker. . . . . Now here we are, what is left of mankind, trying to get out of what used to be a school now nothing more than a fail mission; nothing more to do than trying to survive. "Okay guys, from this point on you have to run like hell straight into the forest."
"Okay, thanks Rachel. Alright you guys. When we get to the forest do not split up. The last thing we want is to be eaten or wiped. Ready, NOW!" Blaine yelled out as he kicked opened the metal doors.
"Anytime. . . Target 241782." Rachel whispered as she followed the others a few seconds later.