I decided to finish the story today. I think you will like the ending. I came up with it while messaging a reader, so here is the last chapter.
Sailing for days on end, surrounded by the blue ocean water. The horrors of the boat springing a leak, or running out of food was driving me insane. I thought the boat would sink within hours, but she got us through. We wandered through the wide ocean for a very long time until, land.
It was Christmas Island, the large jungle area covering everything that the island held. I felt a nervous butterfly in my stomach as I saw the island get closer and closer. What if zombies were still there? What if there were no more survivors? I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I just needed to stay alive. That was my goal, to stay alive.
"Land! I see it!" I heard Geoffrey's voice call out as everyone went to the side of the boat to look at the island that was coming up ahead.
We weren't far from the island, so we all prepared our gear. I slid my arms through the straps of my blowtorch and I loaded the pistol that I had found on the boat. I brushed my hair back, and sighed. Christmas Island, here we come.
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"Ze island zeems very...quiet." Martin commented as we stepped onto the island.
He was right. The island was really quiet with hardly any noises coming from the jungle. Miko and Sabrina loaded their guns and Himitsu sharpened her knife against a rock. Geoffrey was looking around the island, trying to get a feeling of whether it was safe or not. He looked at us and nodded. We moved towards the jungle, weapons loaded and our minds as sharp as we could get them.
The jungle was hot, dense, and the bugs were incredibly annoying. Azure kept slapping at his arms as we moved through the jungle as silently as we could and suddenly, Geoffrey gave the signal to stop. We froze in our tracks, trying not to give away our position to any zombies in the jungle. He pointed left, to a cluster of tree trunks. We all tried not to look at each other when we saw what was there.
There were many zombies, tearing a corpse apart. We all looked away and Geoffrey made the motion to follow him. I tried not to gag at what we had just seen. Eventually, after dodging more zombies, and braving the threats of the jungle, we came to a cleared out field. That was when our spirits lifted. A large metal gate was at the end of the field. Geoffrey scanned the gate and he smiled.
"Looks like we're lucky. They're wearing army uniforms and several of them look like civilians. Let's go!" he said to us as we all took off running towards the metal gate.
My heart was beating wildly as I ran across the field, we were going to be saved! That was when I heard the sound.
Kirkik
I froze in my tracks, dread filling me. Had I stepped on a mine? I looked down, visibly trembling. If I had indeed stepped on a mine, the explosion would no doubt attract the hordes of zombies we had seen in the jungle, not to mention ignite the tank of gasoline on my back. Everyone froze and looked at me, worry in their eyes.
"Get a good distance away! I'm stepping off!" I said, trying to sound brave.
But in reality, I was pissing my pants. The group retreated a good distance away from me and I built up the courage to step off whatever I had stepped on. My foot came off the plate, and...
BOOM...BOOM...BOOM
My life flashed before my eyes as I dove to the ground, hopefully not being killed. I realized that the explosions were set off, around me, not underneath me and I stood up, thankful to have been alive. I offered a prayer to God and I quickly ran towards the group.
"I think...I think I just stepped on the detonator. No worries ri-"
"ZOMBIES!" Azure screamed at the top of his lungs as we all snapped to look at the jungle.
Our worst nightmares had come true. Lines and lines of zombies raced out of the jungle, no doubt attracted to the sounds of the mines going off. We all took off in a run and our fear was at a high as even more zombies came from the sides of the field. Thankfully, whoever was manning the gates was slowly opening them and we could perhaps make it!
Unfortunately, I didn't think so. I was carrying an entire tank of gas on my back and everyone else was clear ahead of me. The zombies were quick, even for their standards and I felt my legs turn to jell-o as I looked behind me to see that at least twelve zombies had targeted me. Miko was the fastest runner, having made it almost to the gate. The rest of us kept running from the zombie horde, our adrenaline at incredible levels.
And then, it hit me.
It was the sad truth, but at this rate, none of us would make it besides Miko. The zombies were simply too fast. I was slowing down the group, I knew what I had to do. In every zombie movie I had ever seen, someone always gave their life to save the group. That person was me. So as I watched Martin run in front of me, I turned around, turning the blowtorch on high, and drew my pistol.
I heard my name being shouted, but I ignored them. I aimed my pistol, firing off several shots and then I threw the pistol into the head of a zombie as it got close. I aimed my trusty blowtorch, and pulled the trigger.
"Come and get me, zombie bastards! Raaahhhhh!" I screamed as the entire horde ran straight into the flames.
I felt at least seven jaws tear into me at different places and I twisted my head to look at the metal gates as they slammed shut, Martin disappearing behind it. Then I saw the glint of a sniper scope, and then nothing.
Christmas Island turned out to be haven for survivors. Food was grown on the rich soil, the housing was excellent, and it was well guarded by soldiers from Australia. Vi'Nay gave his life so the rest of the group could move on, and his sacrifice was in the minds of the survivors until the day they died, away from the horrors of the zombie apocalypse.
That was the end. I thank everyone who stuck with this story until the end. Thanks for giving me the inspiration to finish this story, even after all inspiration had died long ago. FF