A soldier and a scientist ran down a hallway. Blood trickled out of
the scientists arm as he ran. "Here!" He yelled. The two jumped into a side
room. The room contained a large desk, it had pictures on it of the
scientist with other people. The soldier quickly shut the door, and he
watched the scientist open the drawers of the desk franticly.
"Is it there?" The soldier said.
"It has to be, I remember I put it right here." The scientist put a pointy finger on the corner of his desk. Their eyes searched the room.
A soft moan came from the hallway. "We have to move again." The soldier held a glock, his last clip inside.
"Wait, I think I have it." The scientist's arm went deep into the desk drawer. He grunted and pulled out a glass container. An empty glass container. "Someone else took it already! Damn it!"
The soldier looked towards the door. He noticed it had a small peek- hole. He stuck his eye up to it and looked out. A woman zombie had another, normal woman in her grasps. The zombie snarled, the girl jumped back. A hand slashed at her shirt, exposing her. The soldier pulled the door open and pulled the girl inside. He took aim at the zombie figure. He realized it was his girlfriend and slammed the door. He shook off the feeling, opened the door again. More zombies behind her were approaching. He fired the Glock, it went through the nearest one, his ex-girlfriend, and it's head collapsed. Blood splashed and he took aim at the second one. "We have to move, NOW!" The soldier yelled.
The second zombie in the line watched as the scientist and the girl ran down the hallway, away from him and his friends. The zombie turned to chase them. "I don't think so pal." The soldier let loose a barrage of bullets into the zombie, and the wall behind it. The wall became disfigured from the blood and bullet holes. The zombie let blood come from his mouth. The soldier aimed at the zombie's nose. He fired. Blood and brain covered the next zombie. It licked the blood from the surrounding zombie corpses. He lowered the weapon to fire at the hunched over zombie. His pistol merely clicked as he tried to fire. "Fuck."
He turned and ran. He couldn't find them. He just kept running and running. Empty rooms passed him. This wasn't right, he thought, they wouldn't just leave him. He'd been with the scientist ever since it had begun. He retraced his steps two hallways back. He noticed a blood trail on the floor, he ran again, following it. It had gone in the opposite direction. The soldier felt relieved, he would die by himself for sure. He turned a corner and ran into someone. It was the scientist. Thank god, he thought.
"Where were you?"
"No time, I think I saw a C headed this way."
"How many rounds do you have?"
The soldier shook his head. None, he pulled the clip from the Glock and dropped it on the ground.
"Do not move!" The soldier saw a black suited figure aiming a rifle at them, he was only twenty feet away. The scientist turned, slowly.
Three more black suits appeared from the sides of the hallway.
"I'm reading one infected sir." They all aimed their rifles at the scientist. They looked them all over quickly, commanding them to turn. Suddenly, one of them came forward and grabbed the scientist by the arm forcefully. After pinning him to the wall.
"How'd you get that?" The figure said, forcefully but not rudely.
"I-I don't remember."
"You're infected. You have two options, you take care of it, or I will." The figure didn't let go of the scientist. There was a long pause.
"I will not kill myself." The scientist kicked the figure back, the soldier grabbed him in a full nelson. One of the figures standing at the end of the hallway fired. The scientist's head exploded and the almost headless body flopped to the floor. The soldier, terrified let go of the black suited man. The figure nearest grabbed the soldier by the collar and threw him inside a room, the girl went voluntarily. The figure somehow locked the door from the outside using a keypad.
"Now, you have a choice. You can take these or become a zombie." The figure said through the door. A packet of pills slid under the door.
The soldier picked it up. There were four pills. "What's this? The cure?"
"Yes." The shuffled past the door. They disappeared down a hallway, the soldier and the girl looked at each other for a moment. He picked the pills up and looked at them closely. 'Cyanide' was printed down the center of each.
"You first." He tossed one of the pills to the girl. She took the pill and fell, her head slammed against a desk as she fell. She landed close to the soldier. He rotated the pill with his fingers. He lay down put the pill on his lips. He opened his mouth, he felt the pill go down.
"Is it there?" The soldier said.
"It has to be, I remember I put it right here." The scientist put a pointy finger on the corner of his desk. Their eyes searched the room.
A soft moan came from the hallway. "We have to move again." The soldier held a glock, his last clip inside.
"Wait, I think I have it." The scientist's arm went deep into the desk drawer. He grunted and pulled out a glass container. An empty glass container. "Someone else took it already! Damn it!"
The soldier looked towards the door. He noticed it had a small peek- hole. He stuck his eye up to it and looked out. A woman zombie had another, normal woman in her grasps. The zombie snarled, the girl jumped back. A hand slashed at her shirt, exposing her. The soldier pulled the door open and pulled the girl inside. He took aim at the zombie figure. He realized it was his girlfriend and slammed the door. He shook off the feeling, opened the door again. More zombies behind her were approaching. He fired the Glock, it went through the nearest one, his ex-girlfriend, and it's head collapsed. Blood splashed and he took aim at the second one. "We have to move, NOW!" The soldier yelled.
The second zombie in the line watched as the scientist and the girl ran down the hallway, away from him and his friends. The zombie turned to chase them. "I don't think so pal." The soldier let loose a barrage of bullets into the zombie, and the wall behind it. The wall became disfigured from the blood and bullet holes. The zombie let blood come from his mouth. The soldier aimed at the zombie's nose. He fired. Blood and brain covered the next zombie. It licked the blood from the surrounding zombie corpses. He lowered the weapon to fire at the hunched over zombie. His pistol merely clicked as he tried to fire. "Fuck."
He turned and ran. He couldn't find them. He just kept running and running. Empty rooms passed him. This wasn't right, he thought, they wouldn't just leave him. He'd been with the scientist ever since it had begun. He retraced his steps two hallways back. He noticed a blood trail on the floor, he ran again, following it. It had gone in the opposite direction. The soldier felt relieved, he would die by himself for sure. He turned a corner and ran into someone. It was the scientist. Thank god, he thought.
"Where were you?"
"No time, I think I saw a C headed this way."
"How many rounds do you have?"
The soldier shook his head. None, he pulled the clip from the Glock and dropped it on the ground.
"Do not move!" The soldier saw a black suited figure aiming a rifle at them, he was only twenty feet away. The scientist turned, slowly.
Three more black suits appeared from the sides of the hallway.
"I'm reading one infected sir." They all aimed their rifles at the scientist. They looked them all over quickly, commanding them to turn. Suddenly, one of them came forward and grabbed the scientist by the arm forcefully. After pinning him to the wall.
"How'd you get that?" The figure said, forcefully but not rudely.
"I-I don't remember."
"You're infected. You have two options, you take care of it, or I will." The figure didn't let go of the scientist. There was a long pause.
"I will not kill myself." The scientist kicked the figure back, the soldier grabbed him in a full nelson. One of the figures standing at the end of the hallway fired. The scientist's head exploded and the almost headless body flopped to the floor. The soldier, terrified let go of the black suited man. The figure nearest grabbed the soldier by the collar and threw him inside a room, the girl went voluntarily. The figure somehow locked the door from the outside using a keypad.
"Now, you have a choice. You can take these or become a zombie." The figure said through the door. A packet of pills slid under the door.
The soldier picked it up. There were four pills. "What's this? The cure?"
"Yes." The shuffled past the door. They disappeared down a hallway, the soldier and the girl looked at each other for a moment. He picked the pills up and looked at them closely. 'Cyanide' was printed down the center of each.
"You first." He tossed one of the pills to the girl. She took the pill and fell, her head slammed against a desk as she fell. She landed close to the soldier. He rotated the pill with his fingers. He lay down put the pill on his lips. He opened his mouth, he felt the pill go down.