So this is it. This is how I die. Not in a warm bed. Not with someone special by my side, no not like that at all. I should have known this would happen. I figured that sign had been there for years. But I didn't do what it said, I didn't "keep out" and now the things that were in there are closing in on me. The only question left is what gives out first. My heart pounding in my chest or the hinges on this door. I keep looking for an open doorway but it's of no use. I can't focus my sight with the sounds of the infected scratching and clawing a few inches away. If I'm lucky their screams will be the last thing that I hear.