Chapter 2

The First 5

Mr. .Sick. Sicker than sick like drop dead in a second sick. A complete idiot could tell. He was normally a naturally pale person but his skin was now a greyish blue and some of it was peeling and falling off onto the ground. His eyes which were once a cheerful blue were now sunken in the hollows of his black and dead like. His new eye color was now a bright yellow and the once whites of his eyes were now blood red and oozing a black substance from the tear ducks. Blood was coming from a bite mark on his left arm. For a minute everyone just stared at him limping across the room, he was not paying attention to anyone, just staring at the floor.

Mr. Wilson was the first one to snap out of the initial shock and hesitantly walked over to him dropping the book he was holding in his hand onto the ground making Mr. Barwick's head shoot up and look around at everything but Mr. Wilson. Mr. Wilson stopped a few feet away from him asking,

"Barwick are you OK?"

Mr. Barwick did not respond but only walked forward to Mr. Wilson stopping right infront of him and leaned down to his neck as if he was going to put it on his shoulder. Then we heard a gut-wrenching ripping sound coming from them. The sound was Mr. Wilson's throat being torn off by Mr. Barwick's now black teeth. The skin was now in Mr. Barwicks mouth as he was chewing it! Bright red blood sprayed from his neck all over the smart board and onto my classmates Robert and Jessica. Jessica screamed and Robert threw up all over the ground and passed out in his chair. Mr Wilson fell to the ground within seconds. Mr. Barwick then proceeded to fall to the ground and tore into Mr. Wilsons arm eating him.

A few things happened in the next ten seconds; blood curdling screams erupted from almost everyone in the room. People were climbing over each other trying to get to the other side of the room, right into a small corner trying to get as far away from Mr. Barwick as possible. I on the other hand was frozen in my seat I could not stop staring at Mr. Barwick eating Mr. Wilson. Surprisingly I felt no panic or anxiety. No all of that came later and it never goes away but it was like wonderment almost as I was trying to process what the fuck was going on.

Then Mr. Barwick got up from Mr. Wilson's body having fully severed and picked clean his arm that was now all bloody bones. My classmates were making a lot of noise now getting his attention fast. He began limping, quite quickly I might add towards them. They got even louder and started throwing books at him. He didn't even flinch he just kept getting closer and closer. Though, he was falling over desks which did slow him down so I took the opportunity to escape and find out what the heck was going on. I had gotten up slowly from my chair and was heading up the isle towards when the sound of crying got my attention.

The source of the crying was coming from Tiffany who was sitting on the ground looking absolutely petrified. Her once perfect make-up was running down her face in streaks of black, her small frame shaking. She was holding onto Hunter for dear life. Hunter had her eyes set on Mr. Barwick. She looked like she was fighting back tears since she was not one to cry where people could see. So instead she buried her face into Tiffany's hair sobbing quietly.

I felt my heart lurch and speed up making my breathing erratic. I was starting to panic. I turned and looked around for a weapon and could only come up with an old wooden chair sitting in a corner. I picked it up surprised about how light it was. I walked up behind him my entire frame shaking as I raised the chair even higher letting out a scream and brought it straight across his head feeling his skull smash from the impact. He dropped to the ground instantly as I let out a shaky breath raising it again hitting him again and again and again feeling more blood and brain matter splash all over me. I only stopped when I felt arms wrap around my shoulders as I dropped the chair letting it break on the ground. I fell over staring at Mr. Barwick's bloody battered head. I was sobbing and shaking. The person then turned me around so I did not have to look at it and pulled me into a tight embrace. The person then pulled away and made me look at it's face. It was my classmate Caitlyn not a real close friend of mine and was certainly one the last person I thought to have hugged me in this situation. She was cleaning the clumps of body parts off of me telling me it was going to be ok. My head was dizzy and I felt like I was going to pass out when I was brought back into reality by more screams coming from outside. Caitlyn got up and went to look out the little door on the window. Her eyes were wide she did not move other than putting her long brown hair up into a ponytail.

I stood up and broke off the chair legs and tossed the one with the least amount of blood to her. She caught it and finally tore her gaze from the door and walked up to me whispering in my ear,

"Sara, we need to leave. Now."

I simply nodded not questioning her judgment and whispered one second and turned and walked over to Tiffany and Hunter standing them up and handing them each a piece of the chair. I glance at everyone else in the corner, half of them had passed out or had gone into shock. I felt indifferent about leaving them but I shrugged thinking that I hated most of them and they sure as hell wouldn't have done it for me. Besides they would have slowed us down anyway. I turned to Tiffany and Hunter gripping their shoulders looking into their bloodshot eyes,

"Grab anything you want and hurry. We have to leave soon."

I walked back to my seat and grabbed my purse pulling the strap across my chest as I powered up my phone. First thing I noticed was that I had three missed calls from my mother and she had left me a voice mail. I looked up at the others, Caitlyn was looking out the door window with a straight face, Hunter and Tiffany was looking at their phones looks of shock crossing their faces so I turned around from their gaze and press the play button and put the phone up to my ear tears falling out as soon as I heard my Mother's voice,

" Sara this is the 3rd and last time I am going to be able to call you. This…this is a serious mess baby. The patients at the hospital are coming back to life and eating people. Listen to me Sara, get out of the city now. Go get your sister and go to Birmingham its safe there. They have a gigantic wall up protecting the city there. I'm sorry I can't go get you the streets are full of them. Sharlotte , Annie and I are going there now. Granddaddy…he um….couldn't make it. Sara? I love you so much and I know you are a strong brave young woman. Stay safe."

Click. I am frozen in my place I just can't believe that this is happening. Caitlyn is calling out to me so I robotically walk over to the door and raise my weapon ready to face whatever chaos is outside. I glance over to the clock one last time only five minutes had passed since Mr. Barwick walked into the classroom….All of that happened in five minutes and I was already tired. I didn't know if I could last another minute let alone doing this until my death which could come at any moment.

Ok! That is the second chapter. I will most likely post another tomorrow and Monday but after that is a mystery cause of school. Again rate and review!

-Sara