Tom pulled up into his drive and got out the van, Harry followed tom into the house, Dougie ran in after them carrying the weapons.

"Do you even know how to use there?" Harry said holding up a gun.

"I have has years of experience." Dougie said matter-of-factly.

"No, You haven't!" Video games don't count!"

"Stop underestimating me!"

Harry rolled his eyes and locked the door.

They walked into the living room and found Tom in a blind panic.

"Tom?" Dougie asked.

"Gi! Gi! Where are you?" Tom shouted running into the kitchen.

Dougie and Harry shared a worried glance.

"I'll check upstairs." Harry side running up the stairs. He ran up to the bathroom door. It was closed. He knocked on the door.

"Gi, you in there?" No answer. He slowly opened the door and peered in. No one. Harry sighed and closed the door.

He walked into Tom and Gi's room a little more confidently.

"Gi, you ok? Are you in there? Tom's worried." He said walking in. Gi was on the floor, lying face down by the wardrobe. Dead.

Harry gasped. He tried to shout Tom but couldn't. It came out as a whisper.

"Harry?" It was Tom. He was coming up the stairs.

"Tom, she's here." He said quietly staring at her.

"What did you say, mate? I couldn't hea-" He stopped as he walked into the room.

"Gi!" He shouted as he ran over to her body. He started crying. Harry bent down next to his and put an arm around him. Tom started to sob into his chest.

"I'm so sorry." He said.

"Guys?" They heard Dougie coming up the stairs. He walked into the bedroom and gasped. He put a hand up to his mouth.

"Fuck." He whispered.

They stayed like that for another 10 minutes, Tom crying into Harry's chest and Dougie standing by the door, not knowing what to do.

"Umm, Tom?-" Dougie said edging closer to Gi's body. "-Is it ok if I check her body?, you know to see how she died." He bent down to Tom. He could see his head bobbing up and down and took it as a yes. Harry pulled Tom away and sat him on the bed, Tom was refusing to let go of his shirt but Harry didn't mind, he could see how messed up he was.

Dougie slowly rolled Gi onto her back and gasped.

"Guys? I think we have a problem." He said. Tom let go of Harry and walked over to Dougie.

"Shit!" He said holding the back of his head in frustration.

"What?" Harry asked standing up.

Dougie pointed to the bite marks on the side of Gi's neck. Zombie bite marks.

"Dougs, how long does she have?" Tom asked quietly.

"Well, seeing as the wound and the rest of her body has turned grey. I think you change more quickly if your body is weaker, she had a cold. I think we have to get out of this room now!" Dougie said standing up and dragging Tom out of the room, down the stairs and into the living room. Harry followed.

"What do we do?" Tom asked biting his nails nervously.

Dougie picked up a bat and passed it to Tom.

"Are you mental? I can't kill her!"

"Do you have a better idea? I don't want to either but what else can we do? She'll hurt people!" Dougie said giving Tom sympathetic looks. Tom looked at the bat. Dougie nodded and passed a gun to Harry.

"I don't know how to use this!"

"Freakin' learn and fast!"

Dougie picked up and gun and started playing around with it, he heard a click.

"I guess that's the 'on' button." Dougie muttered and heard Harry do the same.

They stood in the same spot for about 20 minutes waiting to hear a noise or something to tell them that Gi is up.

"how's your arm?" Tom asked not taking his eyes away from the door.

Dougie rolled up his sleeve. His whole arm was grey and rotting.

"Grey." He said simply. Harry had his mouth open wide.

"You'll catch flies." Dougie said glaring, Harry looked at him sympathetically.

They heard a bang from above.

"Here we go." Tom said gulping.

Moaning were coming from the top of the stairs, getting louder every time. They then heard a series of banging. Getting louder and louder until there was a moan from just outside of the living room door.

"Well at least we know zombies can't walk downstairs." Harry muttered.

Dougie stifled a laugh.

Zombie Gi walked into the room, limping and moaning. The smell of rotting flesh was making them sick. She was limping towards Tom but he couldn't move. He stood there staring at her.

"Tom!" Dougie shouted. "Tom! Hit her!"Tom wasn't listening.

"Oh, for the love of-" Harry shouted and pulled the trigger. It hit her on the arm. She screamed and turned towards Harry.

"Well, that failed." He said as he backed into a corner.

She was about to bite him when Tom hit her around the head with his bat. They heard a crunching sound as the bat connected with her skull. She fell to the floor. Blood soaking the carpet.

"I'm going to be sick." Tom said and ran out of the room.

Dougie and Harry shared and glance.

"Next time, I'll have the knife." Harry said exhausted.

Dougie nodded.

The spent 10 minutes looking up who Tony Taylor is on the internet. They found out he is an American DJ who moved to the UK as a child. He lives in the Centre of London but it would take them days to find him and Dougie doesn't have that long. Both of this arms were rotting now and it was halfway up his neck. His feet were turning as well. They have so far found out nothing on antidotes.

"Of course!" Tom said sitting at the dining room table.

"What?" Dougie asked on the laptop on Tony Taylor's Wikipedia.

"Fletch!"

Harry looked up. "He could get us in contact with Tony." He said nodding.

"Isn't he on holiday? We are under strict orders not to contact him, when he's on a break." Dougie answered sadly.

"Don't you think that is a bit important?" Tom asked.

"He won't believe us!"

Harry sighed. "Dougie's right, we just have to mention zombies and he'll put the phone down."

Tom nodded in defeat.

"Wait on amazing minute!" Dougie said looking lovingly at the laptop screen.

Tom and Harry shared a glace, smiling slightly.

"I'm on Tony's webpage and guess where he is playing tonight!" He looked up. "He's at the 'Knight' club!"

Tom stood up and walked around to the screen.

"That's not far from here!" He said.

"Dougs you're a Genius!" Harry said.

"I have my moments." He said smiling.

"What are we waiting for? Lets go!" Harry said excited, they had a plan, Dougie was going to be ok.

"Dougs, print out the address of the club, Harry, You gather some weapons, I'll get the van ready." Tom said.

"Sir, Yes, Sir!" Harry and Dougie stood and saluted Tom. He rolled his eyes.

This is going to be a long night.