Chapter One:
Claire woke with a start, to a scream. She jumped out of bed, tripping over her blankets in the dark and fumbled for the doorknob. She swung her door open, and saw Shane and Michael running down the stairs. She sprinted to follow them. She didn't see Eve at all and panic surged through her.
They ran into the kitchen and Claire skidded to a halt when she saw Eve was pinned down by some sort of creature. Shane disappeared into the living room and Michael launched himself at the thing, knocking it off of Eve. Claire grabbed Eve under her arms, and pulled her a safe distance from the fight. Shane ran back in, carrying something, but Claire was too preoccupied checking Eve for injury to notice. Once she realized Eve was okay, she stood up to find a way to help Michael.
"No!" Eve squealed, pulling her back onto the floor. Claire saw that Shane was holding a gun, and he was aiming it at the thing that had Michael pinned down.
"SHOOT IT!" Michael roared over the things gurgling and growling.
"I'll hit you! I can't!" Shane yelled back, terror showing in his eyes.
"Now!" Michael shouted, putting his feet against the things chest and launched it away from him. A shot rang out, and Claire clapped her hands over her mouth to keep from screaming. The thing made a horrible screeching noise and fell to the ground.
Michael got up and backed away from the unmoving body, breathing hard. Shane set the gun on the counter, carefully, and sat against the door. He looked a little shaken.
Claire got up, Michael taking her place next to Eve. She was vaguely aware that she was only wearing the oversized tee (it was Shane's, actually) she'd fallen asleep in. She made her way over to the thing and crouched down to get closer to the thing, careful to make sure she was covered semi-appropriately.
"I don't think you should get that close to it, Claire." She ignored Shane's warning. The thing looked human, but its body was bloated. It stank of rotting meat, and she held her breath. Claire could see bite marks on its neck.
"Someone bit... him," she said, guessing it was a male from its lack of hair.
Nearly hysterical, Eve laughed. "Oh, he's a man? What should we call him? Doug? George? I think I like Phil."
"Well, Phil's been bitten by a vampire. A few times." Claire noticed more bites on the arms. She cautiously poked the purple skin on its ankle, and squealed when her finger sank into Phil's flesh. She wiped her finger on her shirt and asked no one, specifically, "What is it?"
She didn't expect an answer, but Shane said, "It's a zombie."
A/N: So, hey everyone- you guys may have read this before but this is the amazing Aliciaa98's work- NOT MINE. I am simply posting it for her on my account.
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