The halls of McKinley were dense. Hundreds of students departed and arrived from class doors either side of me. Ashleigh - to my right - paced beside me on our way to next period, Math.

Behind followed Blaine and Kurt - continuously talking about the outfits they had witnessed in the latest Vogue magazine. In front lead Ryder and Jake, them too, engrossed in a conversation - this one however being on the topic of Marley.

Ashleigh - with her shoulder high brownish blonde hair, small nose, and slim body figure - walked evenly with my footsteps holding three books. I however carried none, only a small pencil case in my small backpack and a can of Mountain Dew.

The jibber-jabber from students expanded through the hall ways from all around and yet Ashleigh and I still managed to maintain a thoughtful conversation about how crap Math is.

"We could always ditch Math and go to the mall" This suggestion arose from Ashleigh.

I exchanged a look with Blaine saying Another brilliant idea from Ashleigh. He returned this with a brief laugh and a daunting look to Kurt which said I'm not flirting!

The six of us continued our descent through the halls and after an abrupt conversation between us we decided, Math would be replaced by a quick run to the Ohio Mall.

Several minuted passed before the bell for the next period sounded. In moments, the filled alley ways had been reduced to only six. Well at least thats the number I thought.

However there were not six. There was six and a half.

It was Blaine who turned to face the terror first, followed by Kurt and finally by the rest of the group. Far down the corridor - next to the entrance to History - lay a half, scorched, male body with one eye. Using both its hands, the deformation pulled itself towards us, groaning at every motion. It's face looked as if it had been burnt recently and the body only went down to the waist. Behind the body, the floors were painted red with blood. Flowing from the inside of the body that was dragging itself slowly towards us. The monstrosity looked more like a brown skeleton, with parts of meat sticking to the bones like a left over chicken.

The six of us stood in shock staring forward at the zombie like figure. Without realizing how much time had passed, the monster was now meters away from Kurt.

"What is that thing?" Kurt questioned as he took three steps towards it.

Nobody responded, the only motion in the corridor was Kurt pacing toward the pulling figure.

"Stay away from it Kurt!" Blaine warned. However Kurt denied to respond to Blaine and continued forward.

Just before I once more warned Kurt, the thing on the floor suddenly pulled itself forward grabbing Kurt by the ankles.

After an abrupt, high pitched yelp from Kurt, the monster bit into Kurt's leg ripping flesh from his bone. And straight after pulled itself forward once more and dug its teeth into Kurts cheek.

Seconds later, Kurt had half his face and leg missing. Blaine was screaming for help. Jake and Ryder pounced forward and ripped the cannibal from Kurt, throwing it several meters down the hallway.

After a minute of silence, and surprisingly no rescue, Ryder approached Kurt with caution.

Silence filled the air.

It was then Ryder looked up at us with a haunting look on his face. Then he whispered the impossible. The unthinkable.

"Kurts dead"