My attention had been wandering lately. I couldn't seem to get those eyes out of my mind. Shaking my head I sighed and flopped onto my bed and listened to Abigail, by motionless in white. The boys from get scared had been taking up residence in my apartment building for just over a month now. Nicholas and I had been hanging out together, more than I had with the others. We could talk for hours, but then again, that is the only thing left to do around here. We had gathered all of our food in the last stock check and there was nothing at all to do.

I sat up and looked out of the window, my eyes glancing down at the dead decaying forms rummaging through the trash. I sighed, I couldn't imagine what it would be like to become one of them. I wandered to the elevator and got in making my way to the first floor. Walking to the fridge, ignoring the ruckus of get scared wrestling going on around me. I opened the fridge and grabbed the last chocolate bar. I heard silence consume the room I was in. I turned and noticed all greedy little eyes on me. I began to back away before making a mad dash for the elevator. I felt a hand on my leg and struggled before getting tackled by four other bodies. I peered up and my eyes meet those familiar hazel ones.

"Well hello Nick" I greeted, trying to wiggle away from the get scared dog pile.

"Hey" He said, as his eyes greedily scanned down my arm to the chocolate bar I held clasped in it. I began to struggle under the pile as his hand edged up mine, until it reached my hand. I couldn't think of anything to do to stop his seeking of the chocolate bar. So. I bit him. He let out a shriek and I scrambled away and into the elevator, before pressing the button at an alarming rate. The doors closed and I sighed in relief.

I looked at the lights of the numbers of the floors as I continued my accent. My mind travelled back to his hazel eyes locked with mine. I sighed and shook my head before noticing I was almost at my floor. As the doors opened, there stood Nick. I paused in shock only long enough for him to grasp the candy in my hand and make a mad dash.

I came to the realization of what had happened but it was too late. He was out of view range. I sighed and headed into my boring room and flopped onto the bed, there was still nothing to do here. My eyelids made their decent and my mind was plunged into darkness.

I was awoken by a loud siren, followed by a drum beat and the lines;

"There might be something outside your window but you just never know" I paused. That was my alarm.

I grasped my baseball bat and got into the elevator. As it went down I felt my breath catch in my throat, they couldn't have possibly gotten here. Could they? As the doors slid open I was faced with a horrid sight, there was about ten of the decaying masses flopping around on the first floor. At the ding of the elevator, all of their attention was drawn towards me. They began their slow advancing. I began to panic pressing the close button to the elevator door. Just as one of their faces was so close to mine that I could smell the rotted flesh in his gums. A gunshot rang out around the room and the blood of the head close to me splattered onto my face. I could feel the blood leak down my shirt. My wide eyes looked up to meet familiar hazel ones.

"Nick I don't know how they got in" I said, as I wacked at the heads with my bat. More gunshots rang out as he made a clearing to me.

"That doesn't matter let's just get upstairs" He said, clasping my hand pulling me through the mass. As I took a breath relieved, we had reached safety. I felt an excruciating pain rip through my leg.

My gaze wandered downwards and I saw a zombie ripping into my leg with his cracked teeth, the pain was like nothing I had felt before. Then I felt it; the illness. I felt it seep into my blood stream as my mind pulsed. I could hear a voice, then a gunshot. I was being carried. I looked up and saw Nick holding me. His eyes seemed to be watering. What reason did he have to be sad?

I was laid onto a bed; my eyes began to roll into the back of my head. The world was growing steadily harder to hold a mental grip on. I wasn't sure what was happening but I knew I was cold. I felt a hand in mine, I looked over. It was Nick again. I smiled at him softly before falling asleep.

The never-ending black consumed my vision. It was cold here and quiet; so peaceful. I felt like I belonged. I laid back and relaxed in the abyss, this was a nice change from what my life had been; Nothing but hectic. I could just stay here forever, in my garden of nothingness.

"Alex" A voice cooed. It seemed to echo around this hollow place.

"Alex" It repeated. I sat up this voice was familiar but I couldn't place my finger on it.

"Please Alex" I did want to follow, but I didn't even know where to look for that voice. I began to run through the darkness. I couldn't find anything. I just kept running I knew I would find that voice soon and then I would see HIS face. The one I have been waiting for.

"Alex please I'm waiting" The voice called. Believe me I wanted to be there but I couldn't find my way no matter what I did. I leant back into the darkness and sunk to my knees, tears trailing down my face.

Believe me I wanted to get out of this. I wanted to live and I wanted a chance. I felt so weak and helpless in this situation.

Why couldn't I find him?

Nick.