No... Marissa.. not you." Craig was shaking his head in dis-belief, but at the same time he was bringing his colt up to aim at her.
Tex was already dead, and Marissa still had the trucker by the throat. After seemingly an eternity, she released him and the man's body fell to the ground. The trucker's blood dripped from Marissa's teeth and mouth.
"Marissa..." Craig started to back away. Ahead of him, the zombie, that was once the one person he cared most far, began to advance in his direction.
The zombie started out in a walk, and then moved into a run, and within a minute she was grabbing Craig by the throat and tackling him to the floor.
He hadn't fired...
They were both on the ground, and Craig wasn't even struggling. Marissa's clamped down on his vest.
At the last second, the colt finally fired.
Zombie Marissa let out a screech as the bullets past right through her stomach and out the other side. Her body went limp and Craig pushed her off of him. He was covered in her blood.
Craig sat back up and looked to his side. Marissa was lying there, eyes still open, several bullet wounds in her gut.
He felt like his insides were turning inside out, and barely restrained from vomiting. Slowly, he stood back up, and wiped the blood from his forehead and the tears from his eyes. He took a beretta from his belt and stopped by Tex's bloody body, which was sprawled out across the floor.
I have to make sure....
Craig aimed the beretta at Tex and then fired once..... then twice..... and then there was silence.
He tried to keep from vomiting.
Just then, Curtis, Shannon and Dunn ran into the room.
Shannon let out a scream when she saw the blood-smeared bodies of Marissa and Tex.
Dunn wasn't nearly as resilient as Craig as the skater's stomach churned and he ran over to the corner of the room, letting out a mouthful.
Curtis looked from one body to the other. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
After a minute or so, the preacher looked over to where Craig was,"Are you ok?"
The soldier hesitated, then shook his head, "No.... I'm not..."
Craig took another look at Marissa's body and then again he had the urge to lose it. He diverted his attention back to the others, and for the first time noticed one person was missing.
"Where's Madison?
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"Get away from me Billy."
"Hey what's the matter with you, you don't wanna talk to me anymore!"
"Please, look, I just want to go see if the others are ok. Not now allright."
Madison was standing in the hallway just outside of the bunkers, and she'd bumped into the last person she wanted to talk to. Billy Burrel.
"Look, please just leave me alone."
"I don't understand what your problem is Madison. You're to good to talk to me now??."
"Ugh, whatever Billy." Madison stormed off in the opposite direction but Billy followed for her.
"You know I thought I cared about you. But now I see you're just like all the others."
"You're a freak Billy, you know that." Madison quickened her pace, and this time Billy didn't follow. He watched as she walked down the hallway, moving farther and farther away from him. His eyes were clouded with anger.
"Fine..." he seethed, "Girls like you.. don't deserve to walk this Earth." From his jacket, Billy produced a beretta and aimed it towards to Madison. "You deserve to die."
Madison heard a click and she froze.
Billy's finger was closing in on the trigger...
Then there was a growl, and he felt sharp teeth dig into his hands.
Xena had arrived, and she was biting viciously into Billy's fingers and palm, trying to protect Madison.
"Ah, shit!" He tore his hand away from the thing's teeth and then fired his beretta once.
Madison tried to move away in time, but the stray bullet caught her in the side. She stumbled once, and then lost balance where she collapsed to the floor.
Billy stumbled back and looked at the wound on his hand. Blood was pouring down his arm.......... but for the most part, he was ok.
Now the rottweiler was growling furiously at him and its back was tensed, prepared to make another lunge. But this time Billy was ready.
"Dumbass dog..." Billy pointed his gun towards Xena and fired.
Tex was already dead, and Marissa still had the trucker by the throat. After seemingly an eternity, she released him and the man's body fell to the ground. The trucker's blood dripped from Marissa's teeth and mouth.
"Marissa..." Craig started to back away. Ahead of him, the zombie, that was once the one person he cared most far, began to advance in his direction.
The zombie started out in a walk, and then moved into a run, and within a minute she was grabbing Craig by the throat and tackling him to the floor.
He hadn't fired...
They were both on the ground, and Craig wasn't even struggling. Marissa's clamped down on his vest.
At the last second, the colt finally fired.
Zombie Marissa let out a screech as the bullets past right through her stomach and out the other side. Her body went limp and Craig pushed her off of him. He was covered in her blood.
Craig sat back up and looked to his side. Marissa was lying there, eyes still open, several bullet wounds in her gut.
He felt like his insides were turning inside out, and barely restrained from vomiting. Slowly, he stood back up, and wiped the blood from his forehead and the tears from his eyes. He took a beretta from his belt and stopped by Tex's bloody body, which was sprawled out across the floor.
I have to make sure....
Craig aimed the beretta at Tex and then fired once..... then twice..... and then there was silence.
He tried to keep from vomiting.
Just then, Curtis, Shannon and Dunn ran into the room.
Shannon let out a scream when she saw the blood-smeared bodies of Marissa and Tex.
Dunn wasn't nearly as resilient as Craig as the skater's stomach churned and he ran over to the corner of the room, letting out a mouthful.
Curtis looked from one body to the other. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
After a minute or so, the preacher looked over to where Craig was,"Are you ok?"
The soldier hesitated, then shook his head, "No.... I'm not..."
Craig took another look at Marissa's body and then again he had the urge to lose it. He diverted his attention back to the others, and for the first time noticed one person was missing.
"Where's Madison?
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"Get away from me Billy."
"Hey what's the matter with you, you don't wanna talk to me anymore!"
"Please, look, I just want to go see if the others are ok. Not now allright."
Madison was standing in the hallway just outside of the bunkers, and she'd bumped into the last person she wanted to talk to. Billy Burrel.
"Look, please just leave me alone."
"I don't understand what your problem is Madison. You're to good to talk to me now??."
"Ugh, whatever Billy." Madison stormed off in the opposite direction but Billy followed for her.
"You know I thought I cared about you. But now I see you're just like all the others."
"You're a freak Billy, you know that." Madison quickened her pace, and this time Billy didn't follow. He watched as she walked down the hallway, moving farther and farther away from him. His eyes were clouded with anger.
"Fine..." he seethed, "Girls like you.. don't deserve to walk this Earth." From his jacket, Billy produced a beretta and aimed it towards to Madison. "You deserve to die."
Madison heard a click and she froze.
Billy's finger was closing in on the trigger...
Then there was a growl, and he felt sharp teeth dig into his hands.
Xena had arrived, and she was biting viciously into Billy's fingers and palm, trying to protect Madison.
"Ah, shit!" He tore his hand away from the thing's teeth and then fired his beretta once.
Madison tried to move away in time, but the stray bullet caught her in the side. She stumbled once, and then lost balance where she collapsed to the floor.
Billy stumbled back and looked at the wound on his hand. Blood was pouring down his arm.......... but for the most part, he was ok.
Now the rottweiler was growling furiously at him and its back was tensed, prepared to make another lunge. But this time Billy was ready.
"Dumbass dog..." Billy pointed his gun towards Xena and fired.