CLAIREMBER 2022
Day 7 - Let Me Live
Claire yanked the combat knife out of the nearest zombie. A quick dodge and blade through the head had dispatched the rotting thing. The others, which lay along the graveyard's walking path, she had brained using a metal pipe left between two gravestones. It now lay at her feet.
Just one second slower…
The pipe was great when you had the room to use it. And she had, but not on that last zombie. It had sprung up beside her, and had she not immediately dropped the pipe and gone with the old dodge-and-knife trick she'd picked up in Raccoon City, she'd be dead meat right now – literally.
Just one second…
Brain chunks had splattered her red vest – this year's birthday gift from Chris. She took off the vest and brushed away the bloody bits. She flipped the vest to check the back.
Gold and silver glinted in the firelight – the blond hair and silver armor of the woman figure Chris had had printed on the back. She was a Valkyrie – a mythological protector of warriors. She proudly thrust her spear upward as flames burst around her. The spearhead nearly pierced the words that arched over her:
LET ME LIVE
"Let me live." Words her brother had given her.
She hugged the vest and then slipped it back on. It felt warmer, snugger. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Please let me live.
Exhaling, she went through a nearby gate.