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Inspiration: Time by Hans Zimmer
We can hear them. Right outside the damn doors. They keep screeching and pounding endlessly at the cherry wood door that looked like it would give way at any time. I've blocked the windows with wooden planks, and I could see them pound the windows with their bare fist. Cracking the glass, staining the glass with their infected blood. Blood was coming out from their eyes, noses, mouth and ears. Their veins visible, white foam coming down their chins with a mixture of red.
"Hanna...I'm scared!" I gazed down at my twin sister, Lily, who I was holding dearly against my chest. I could see her honey-brown eyes full with fear. "I don't want to be them Hanna."
"I...I know Lily. Y..you aren't going to change...you're not going to change, I'm not going to let you change," I stated through tear-stained eyes, as I gazed at her shredded shoulder that was bitten yesterday. All it took was one god damn infected to come out of nowhere, just one, and me having my guard down, she got bitten. I could see the flesh and veins and her collarbone stuck out a little. The blood drip past my fingers, as I tried to stop the bleeding since last night but her wound refused to stop bleeding.
"Let me bleed out. Please."
"Why? After everything we went through? After the hell we fought through to get away from the city, you want to die like this?" I questioned, as I held her right hand in my left hand. I saw her eyes slowly start to get a little red. Almost like she has pink-eye.
"Its better than turning into a mindless monster!" Lily argued weakly. "We have no ammo left! Don't you realize that?!"
"I do realize that but please...just rest and don't talk Lily. Conserve your strength. Tomorrow they'll be gone, then will be on our merry way to the military check-point. We'll be safe and sound, " I whispered to her softly. She stared at me and shook her head a no.
"There's no more we anymore. It's just you now. I won't see tomorrow, or the tomorrow after that, or the years to come You know that."
"You might not know! You could be immune to this! You might be immune to this infection!" Tears started to slowly drip out of the corner of Lily's eyes as she gazed at me. She squeezed my hand in pain, and I felt her body tensed and the veins in her eyes started to show up in a black color.
"Mom, Dad...Nathan, Ana...Ivy...they changed within hours!" Lily hissed through clench teeth, as she arched in back and threw her head back. I could see sweat start to trickle down her neck and trail down her chest. "There's no hope...for me...anymore. Leave...escape while...you still have the...chance!" I closed my eyes and shook my head in protest.
"I'm not leaving without you. Everything that I had, we had, is gone!"
"Don't...be...stupid!" stated Lily as she spat the words out harshly and hoarsely due to the pain, as if all the moisture in her mouth evaporated, making her throat raspy, "If you love me...leave me!"
"I love you too much to leave you!"
"Hanna! Leave!" she yelled as the pain within her body started to intensify. I watched as her body started to convulse in my arms, as is she was having a seizure. Her eyes rolled to back of her head and white foam with a mixture of blood started to pour out of her mouth.
"Lily?! Lily?!" I screamed to hear, ignoring the pounding and the screeching and the growling that came at me in all directions. I shook her but to no avail, she didn't answer me. Then suddenly, her body stop moving in my arms as I heard her give a dying moan that escaped her lips. The only sound that came out from her mouth. I shook her slightly. Her head shook side to side gently, her hair swaying softly.
"Wake up...please?" She didn't move. She was gone. She was gone forever. I pulled her to my chest and hugged her lifeless body. I could still feel her warmth radiating off her. "This is all my fault...its all my fault," I chanted over and over again. Each time I repeated it, the more I started to believe that it was true. That it was my very fault that she got bitten and died. It should have been me instead of her. It should have been me..it should have. I softly kissed her forehead and placed her lifeless body on the wooden floor. I gently took off her necklace that I gave her for her birthday and put it around my neck. Tears blurred my vision and I didn't have the strength to get up and find a way to escape from this house. I covered my eyes and cried.
Suddenly, I heard something start to move. I looked between my fingers and saw Lily start to get up in front of me, her hair blocking her face from view. I drop my hands down and let them fall to my sides and watched with horror filled eyes as she got up. "Lily?" I called her name out, but she didn't respond. I watched as she twitched.
"L..ily?" She lifted her head and I saw blood trickle down her cheeks from where her eyes were and two golden eyes stare at me. Without warning she lunged at me, her mouth wide open.
My own sister bite me right on my right shoulder, narrowly missing my neck by mere inches. I remember clearly fighting her off and running off to one of the rooms and I stayed in there, while listening to her punch and pound at the door while screeching and crying hysterically. The rest was blur afterwards. The pain was beyond any pain I've ever experienced. I remember it felt someone was stabbing each of my organs individually, then constricting my heart from pumping any blood. Then pushing on my lungs, preventing air to enter or exit my body, making my body starve from the lack of air. Then nothing.
Then I woke up a few days later, and to my surprise I wasn't a crazed, flesh-eating monster trying to infect non-infected humans, or I didn't bled to death. I had my hopes really high up when I actually assumed that I wasn't infected and that Lily wasn't dead, until I gazed at my right arm and saw that it was covered in some type of fungus looking things. My arm looked like it was covered with mushroom tops, with some green pus that looked like moss, and with my veins showing in red, green, and black color's. My arm pretty much looked like someone stuck my arm in a nasty pond that has been carelessly untended and polluted by human waste and toxins.
I then realized that I was truly infected is when I went downstairs, after managing to open the door, since I barely had the strength to even get up, let alone to even turn the damn door handle, is when I saw my sister, standing downstairs, hunched over, muttering and talking to herself while crying. I recognized her from behind until she turned around when she heard me as I descended down that stairs and screech at me. I stared at her, while a single tear escaped my left eye.
She wasn't recognizable from the front. Her shoulder that got bitten, the same type of fungus looking mushroom top was sprouting out of it, and it has ravaged the left side of her face. The fungus mushroom was coming out of her left eye and has deformed the left side of her lips and cheek completely, and it was leaking out a yellowish-green pus, my god she looked horrible. It looked like someone poured a gallon of hot oil on her skin, making it bubbly and the way it looked like now. I watched as she stared at me, then she made her way to me. I didn't move an inch. She sniffed me, then she sniffed my right arm up to where she bite me. She gazed at me, then screeched in my face. She than ran upstairs, to look for the source of the sound, ignoring me completely.
Right then and there, I realized I was one of them. I was infected. Infected by my own blood who looked nothing like me now. She no longer was my twin but a monster that was willing to attack those who weren't sick at any time, without thought. Not caring if she got killed. That's why I locked her in the room that I barricaded myself in before leaving and heading back to the city. I don't remember what year it is exactly, but I doubt I would give a damn anyway.
I gazed at the rising sun, that greeted me with her daily warmth that I cherished greatly each and everyday. She warmed my frozen body. Currently, I was using some office building as my 'home' for now, but I have been staying here for a few years now, since I counted the winter's that have passed, which five have pass by already and I haven't changed in the slightest.
They still scare me. The infected I mean, besides the human's. I mean, the infected seem to double in number's by the day and I'm sick and tired of watching humans getting caught off guard and being rip apart by, what do they call us? Runners? Clickers? Stalkers? Bloater's? Limp by limp by my infected brother's and sister's, but I'm terrified that they'll turn on me and attack me. I haven't seen any of my infected brother's or sister's attack one another yet, but it could happen. But then again, if I help the non-infected, the humans, I'll be either shot on sight due to my right arm or be tormented. I've seen what they do to other's and it's much more worse than what my infected brother's and sister's do. Much worse.
My mind wandered off to my sister, Lily. She has to be dead by now, or at least, has mutated to a...more grotesque form. Like a clicker or something. If I go back to that house that lies on the outskirts of the city, I doubt I would even recognize her than I did last time. But she was right. I should have left when I had the chance and left her there for dead, allowed her to bleed to death like she wished. But no, I allowed her to become something that she didn't want to become because I didn't want to leave her and also because I didn't have any sort of escape route because infected surrounded the house. And not only that, she turned her own sister into an infected. She didn't want to do that...I know she didn't want me to become a monster.
I don't know if I'm even an infected. Or if I should even be called one. Actually, I still have no idea what I am. I know I'm an infected, but I'm far from being a monster. But I know I'm still human. Deep down inside me, I'm still a human, and I know it. I still have no idea how I managed to keep my memories in line, most infected, like my sister, have no remnants of their memories any more.
My gaze slowly drifted off to the buildings that have collapsed after the bombings they did years back, trying to control the infection, but it made things worse. I have to scavenge for food today. I just hope I don't run into non-infected again. I barely escaped with my life last time.
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