Chapter 1- Bill's Demise
"Bill! No!" Zoey cried as bill sprinted towards the generator. She tried to run after him but was held back by the other two. As the three gigantic tanks grew closer to the survivors, Bill reached the generator and tried to start it.
"C'mon bill, you gotta make it!" Louis mumbled, getting agitated as the events began to unfold in front of them. Then one of the tanks had jumped far up into the air, causing what looked like an eclipse of the moon, it then descended to the ground at a very fast pace, until striking the ground causing everything to shake. Bill stumbled, then as he was about to run, the fist of one of the tanks forced him into the room behind him and the other tanks gathered into the room. As Bill made one last cry in pain, Zoey screamed, but Louis and Francis both winced in shock, trying to keep hold of their emotions.
The bridge was raised, so none of the infected could reach them. The remaining survivors stood there, holding onto each other for support. Then Louis collapsed to the floor in pain, he had injured his foot. Francis let go of Zoey to attend to Louis' injury. "Oh my god, what did you do?" Francis asked, lifting up the torn fragments of Louis' trouser-leg. "A witch got my foot when we were at the sailboats..." Louis replied, wincing in pain as Francis bandaged it. Zoey still stood in the same place, not making any movements, but her eyes fixated on the building containing bill's body.
A quiet cry was heard from the building, this caught all of their attention at once, "It can't be... Bill?" Francis turned to the others, "I'll go check!". Then he climbed down from the bridge, clutching an AK-47 in his gloved hands, ready to shoot any infected that came his way. He approached the building slowly, checking his ammunition and waiting to see if any zombies were close by, then he reached the door. It was covered in dents and scratches from the amount of infected trying to open it. "Moronic assholes!" Francis mumbled under his breath, and then swung the door open. Bill was sat up against the generator's propeller, m16 on his lap and a cigarette in his mouth, a dim light at the end. "Bill?" Francis spoke, half-expecting a reply. A light growl began which grew louder and more frantic. Francis turned around to see a skeletal woman standing up and shaking. The witch! Francis ran out of the door as the witch screamed and began swinging her bloodied claws at Francis, luckily missing him. "Get away from me you crazy bitch!" Francis turned around and kicked her in the chest but it didn't stop her attack, so he tried to shoot at her, but the damage didn't take effect. Louis took hold of a sniper rifle and held the scope to his eye, got an aim of the witches head and took a shot. The witch screamed again and slumped to the floor. "I hate witches." Francis growled at the corpse the climbed back up the bridge. Then a blue car with a white stripe running down the middle arrived, and 4 survivors came out...
