Chapter Seven

All of the people in the camp moved faster than anything Robbie had ever seen. (Well, except for an enderman, but those can teleport, so they don't really count.) Some were slamming dirt, wood, chests, along with tons of other blocks to barricade the door. Snipers were building towering structures out front. Most people just grabbed any kind of sword they could find, and prepared themselves for the inevitable onslaught. Meanwhile, Robbie and the rest of the medical staff checked and double checked their bandages to make sure that they were clean. Suddenly, there was a banging on the door. Everyone froze almost simultaneously. The door broke. The sound of someone digging dirt.

"God DAMNIT! STUPID BARRICADE!" The screaming came from an unseen man, trying to break through the barricade unsuccessfully. The sound of arrows flying through the air, a scream of pain, and the digging stopped.

Maybe this won't be so bad... Robbie thought. No such luck. Another man came, again tried to break the barricade, and again got shot. Unfortunately, the next raider was smarter and charged up in a group. He pulled out some TNT, lit it, and was out before the snipers could get to him. Inside the camp, there was a faint hissing.

"Wha- HIT THE DECK!" Rai shouted, but his warning came too late. Three men died, and two were injured.

"MED STAFF, GO GO GO!" This time it was Robbie shouting. They did their jobs well, and the two injured men were on their feet in no time.

Robbie noticed that the snipers were definitely hurt, but he couldn't reach them. The archers from Quicksilver easily picked the snipers off. The bodies fell from the towers...and then got up. Robbie felt relieved, but then he noticed that they were...different. Then he noticed that the dead men from the initial explosion woke, and Robbie definitely knew that something was wrong. The dead men were zombies, wreaking havoc among the camp. Between the zombies and the expert raiders, the camp wouldn't last five minutes, and Robbie had already figured that out.


Robbie could still see the fires of the camp behind him. He kept running.

"Why?! Why are people LIKE THAT?! We would have been fine if not for those... gah. They don't have a word for that kind of trash." Tears streaked down Robbie's face.

I'm nothing but a coward. I should have helped. Robbie kept thinking. No, no! I did the right thing. If I had stayed, I would have died, and maybe killed other people postmortem. Yeah, right? Sigh...that excuse is too weak to convince me. He kept running, into the North.