28: Maddy
The hardest part of the day was the cleanup. The only thing worse than disposing of the zombies was carrying my dead friend downstairs. My mind went back to the book I had found. I placed Kristen at the bottom of the stairs, and I pulled out the book. I flipped through it. Yeah, it says that you turn even if you aren't bit. I shuddered. Would Kristen turn? I carried her outside, and started digging a grave. Only the zombies get burned; our people are buried. A fire burned a little while away. My friends were burning the zombie bodies. I started digging the grave. Kristen was placed next to me, so I could see if she turned.
My shovel struggled with the dirt. It would be dark soon, so I had better finish up. I jumped on the shovel, and it went ca-chunk as it dug into the soil. Just then, I heard breathing. I turned around. Kristen had turned onto her side. "Oh man..." I whispered. She stood up, and shuffled towards me. I had never felt sicker than I had at this moment. My knees buckled, and I stumbled over. Her eyes had lost all color, and even though I knew she was Kristen, this thing in front of me was not her.
I pulled out my sword. No, friends don't get their head sliced off. They get a bullet. As Kristen approached, I pulled out my python. "I'm sorry friend." I whispered. My finger tightened on the trigger, and Kristen fell. I dragged her limp body into the grave, and then filled it back with the dirt.
A sob choked out of my throat. I sat next to the grave in silence. The sun continued to set over the horizon, and the grass was blowing in the breeze. Wait... no. That was too discolored to be grass. I looked in my binoculars. Covering the horizon was hundreds of walkers, coming from all directions.
"Crap!" I hissed. My gunshot and the fire were leading them right to us. I crouched and ran to the RV. "Logan, carry Kate inside, NOW!" I yelled. I ran to the fire. "Inside, now!" I yelled to the walker burners. They dropped the bodies where they were and ran. I stomped out the fire, and followed. Logan was carrying Kate behind me. We ran upstairs, and shut the large door.
"Everybody, you all need to be silent. No noise, no light, no moving, Nothing!" "What is it?" Matisse asked. Her face was covered in fear. "Look out the window if you have to. Matisse screamed at the sight. "You idiot! That's the opposite of what I said! Get down!" She dropped to the ground and crawled away from the window.
"Alexa, we're going to have to hold them off. That metal door won't hold back many of them. We'll have to kill the ones that wander upstairs." She nodded, and pulled out her sword. "No guns. That will lead them all to us. Just out swords. Logan!" I turned to him. "Put down Kate. I need your help." He nodded and ran over. I handed him Jarrett's sword. "Everyone else, silent. Renee, give me the signal." Renee stared out the window. "They're approaching the hospital... Only about ten came in. I'll call out if more come in. If I say get out of there, you better come back immediately." She hissed through her teeth. I nodded. I slowly opened the door. One walker spotted me, and started limping up the steps. Alexa jumped forward and silently sliced the top half of its head off. More walkers followed, but Alexa, Logan, and I could handle them. We killed lots of walkers off. The bodies piled up at the bottom of the steps. The sound of the bodies hitting the floor attracted more of them. "Guys!" Renee "Quietly" (sarcasm) yelled. I didn't listen. We might as well just take all of them out. "You guys, think we can do it?" I asked. They both nodded, and we stood our ground. The more walkers we killed, the less that kept coming. Our pile of bodies made it hard for the walkers to crawl over them.
I heard Logan let out a gasp. His foot slipped on a bloody step, and he fell into the bodies. He stood up, covered in blood. A walker came up right next to him, but it didn't attack. "What?" I questioned. "It's the scent!" Alexa hissed. "They think he's dead!" Alexa ran to the walker and killed it. "Thanks." Logan mumbled.
Alexa and I started wiping the blood on us. We shuffled out of the hospital silently. We looked around, and we saw that a lot of the walkers had left. There were only about twenty left. "We can take them out." Logan said. I swung my katana into the closest walker. At the sign of violence, the other walkers groaned and ran over. In unison, Alexa, Logan, and I sliced walkers in the head. We continued to take them out. When the last body fell, I sighed in relief. I walked inside with my friends. Renee was standing there, enraged. "You idiots! I didn't yell because you were outnumbered, I yelled because there's something else out there!" I ran up to the window, and Logan and Alexa followed.
What was outside struck fear into me. There was a school bus driving down the road, and most of the walkers had attracted their attention to that instead of us. That wasn't so bad, but what scared me was the bus itself. Written on the side, in blood, was 'revenge.' On the top of the bus, there was a zombie, and it was chained to the top. It's jaw was cut off, but there was no mistaking who it was. It was Jarrett, and the people driving the bus were the people from the school.
A man stuck his head out of the bus window. He swerved to avoid the zombies. He let out a loud laugh. "We found you guys! WE FOUND YOU!"
