4.
I trudges through the forest to escape the Fireflies. Even in my depth of my anxiety, I still admired the beauty of nature. The forest I was in was wide and lush, hills stood in the distance. The rain finally ceased and the world was at peace. I always found natural life extraordinary. I tramp through the thick forest with a racing heart, beads of sweat runs down my face.
I can't shake this feeling of dread, I feared roaming Infected, flesh eating animals, and dangerous humans.
You can defend yourself, Faye. I reassured myself. I look up to see a flock of birds soaring over my head, squirrels scurries the area, I was even able to catch a quick glimpse of a timid deer.
As I continue to wander aimlessly, I think on what I should do. Where do I go? I can't go back to Mucker's lab and I definitely can't return to the Fireflies. My legs are seconds away from giving out, my entire body was sore and achy. I consider examining my bullet wound in my shoulder, but I keep walking forward. At first I was in sharp pain, but now my body is healing itself.
Ckk! I whirl around to the sudden commotion. I back away cautiously as I begin to hear familiar sound. Click...cllicc. I know I can't run, I will just alert it to my direction. The sounds seems close, but it's a fair distance from me. Animals begin to scurrying away in fear of the creature lurking through the woods.
My heart is pounding rapidly, my breathing is rough and short. The clicking sound is echoing near as I walk away. The Clicker is nearby. I warn myself silently.
Clickers were the third stage of the infection, the infected subject is blind and animalistic. Their eyes are unusable as the hardened fungus covers their entire face, you think that they would be easy to evade due to their lack of sight. But no, their hearing is advanced and precise, one wrong step and a creak will get you killed. I glance at the Clicker, just the mere sight of it brings chills down my spine. It's half naked with it's shredded clothes, I suppose it is a female, with how long and string like its dark hair was and it's plump breasts. Sometimes the genders of the Infected can be impossible to examine.
I yearn for a weapon. I never been so close to an Infected before. I watch it twitch erratically in place. I keep walking away slowly and steadily, I periodically scan the ground to evade brittle sticks or leaves and fallen branches as I primarily keep my eyes on the Infected. Slow...slow...slow...I chant in my head.
Then I hear a sharp voice in the distant. "There she is!" The Clicker goes wild, with a animalistic screech, it charges towards the sound of the voice. I don't wait and I bolt away. Bloodcurdling screams and the rapid sounds of bullets rings through the forest. I feel twinges in my legs as I struggle to keep my balance. I make sure I don't trip over any fallen branches and twigs. I no longer hear the human screams and I only hear the inhuman screech of the Infected. At least I didn't have to worry about the people chasing me.
I continue run non stop, ignoring the pain in my body. I take one sharp turn to the left, my foot gets caught in something I couldn't see, I stumble to the ground face first with a hard thud. The rest of my energy leaves my body, causing me to be stiff and exhausted. I muster enough will to roll myself my back, when I did, I am breathless and weary. I lay on my back alone.
My heart is thundering in my chest, apprehension fills me. My blood runs cold as I hear the approaching stomping of the Clicker. It probably heard my fall. It's violently spasming, rapid clicking sounds echoes through the air. I hold my breath, my eyes studies the creature with caution. I try to budge my limbs, trying to find the will to retreat. But it's in vain, within seconds, it sprints towards me. It pounces on me with terrifying speed, my instincts kicks in immediately and my hands are struggling to push the beast off of me. I'm gasping hysterically for air, my hands are trembling, the Clicker snaps it's jagged teeth at me, trying to chew off my face. It's arms flails violently, narrowly missing my face.
"GET OFF OF ME!" I shriek. Adrenaline fuels my veins I push with all my might. "NO! NO!" The Clicker lets out a deafening roar. I feel myself weakening once again, I make sure to stiffen my arms to protect myself.
I'm seconds away to from fainting from exhaustion, I can feel it. My head becomes light and dizzy, I look up at the blue sky. A lone black bird flies above me, free and secure. Then I hear a sharp piercing sound, I catch a quick glimpse of an arrow penetrating into the Clicker's face. The force of the arrow fling the Clicker off of me. It convulses erratically in a wild dance with a long lasting dying cry. A wave of relief surges through me for a second until I hear rapid footsteps. I grow rigid with trepidation. Swift hands grabs me and within a second I feel myself being carried, my head lays idly on someone's warm chest. A man's voice cries out. "You are okay, kid. Just hang on!" My eyes closes themselves without my permission and I black out.
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