Pain, he thought. Bad pain. I… I shouldn't be alive.

He tried to move his head- he couldn't. His arms and legs were hurting bad… but it was like a ghost pain. He felt it, but did not feel it.

Just how fucked up am I?

30 Seconds Later

Gabe stared at the window in disbelief. He stood there for a minute, in remembrance of his fallen comrade. He shook himself out of it. I still have to get out of here; we still have to get out of here.

That brought him back. He ran to the stairwell and looked over the railing, calling down.

"Ed, Alex- get up to the seventh floor. We have to talk."

Ed walked into his view. "Alright, we'll be right up."

30 minutes later

They knew. Gabe had told them what happened, but they couldn't believe it. They stared at the broken glass of the window, half in pity, and half in disgust.

"Those fuckin' infected. Now this is personal." Ed said, trying to hide his grief by acting tough. "They're all going to pay, every single one of them."

"Son, no matter what you do, he is not coming back. Get some sleep; we still have to make it off of this island." Alex stated.

Gabe looked at him. Usually, he kept his cool in battles, which was a good thing. But he showed no emotion for Ben. Everybody handles these things differently, he thought. He stood up and made sure the door was securely locked. "I've got first watch; you guys get some shut eye. We have a long day ahead of us.

3 Hours Later

Ben's vision was fuzzy. He had been in and out of consciousness for the past few hours. He looked around, and finally realized why he wasn't being finished off by the infected.

The Bull's body was lying on top of him.

The pain came on him like a wave, from his legs to his head. A burning sensation, all the way from his feet to his head. The pain was unbearable, he was burning on the inside.

He screamed muffled screams to try to attract the infected. He wanted, and would do anything, to end his life.

To end his pain.

To end his suffering.

The Next Morning

The remaining survivors looked throughout the safe-room. They managed to find one of Ben's old pistols, a mini-Uzi with a few cartridges of ammo, another baseball bat, and a W1200 pump shotgun.

Gabe took Ben's pistol, Alex the mini-Uzi, and Ed the rest. They opened the door and started down the stairs, discussing their next plan of action.

"We could try to break into one of the harbors, get a boat, and get to the mainland. The infection is surely there, but I believe we would be safer if we went to rural Canada. We could live there until the infection has died down- what do you guys think?" Gabe said.

As they walked out of the building, they saw a Whale. They killed it without it even getting close, thinking nothing of it. They also saw a Bull's body, but did not make the connection. They continued walking, the infected attacking the Bull's body. They decided not to waste ammo and keep moving.

With no objections, the plan was set. They were going to go to New Grotto's northern-most harbor; King's Landing, and procure themselves a boat. They started along the street again- there just wasn't a sense of normalcy without Ben. They trudged on, decimating the infected. Gabe was still getting used to his new-found pistol, while Alex was using his new mini-Uzi. Ed was right at home, blowing the infected away with his shotgun. They walked for about two miles, and decided to take a rest in a police station that only had one entrance and was easy to cover.

"Fifteen minutes, then we have to go." Gabe said.

2 hours ago

The infected had still not found him. He wondered when it would be over, when he would be free. He heard a sickening gurgling sound, and was sure a whale had spotted him. He felt a hot, sticky substance spewed on him and he smiled.

As he was stomped to the ground by infected, he was still smiling, feeling the warm embrace of death wash over him.

He was free.