Author's note: For all of those fans of Alice out there, she will be here soon. Maybe in the fifth or sixth chapter. I am going to introduce some new survivors. Their names are Kris, Kayla, and Nicole. If you have reviewed my story so far, I would just like to thank you so much!

Chapter 3 You have once again stepped into survival horror. "Oh shit!" Jill said. "You're infected! Why didn't you tell me?" "Because I didn't know." I replied. By now, the bite mark had turned black. It felt like bugs crawling through my veins. It hurt like hell. I hadn't stopped screaming since. Although the blood had already clot. I screamed one last time before we heard banging at the door. We had completely forgot about the small army outside. My screaming had brought them. It was all my fault. I had thought to myself.

"Kid, you're screwed up. You're infected and you brought those damn things?!" I felt terrible. Then Jill added, "We have worse things to deal with, like those hunters outside. Get your gun ready."

"We don't have to fight." I said. "And why not?" Jill asked sarcastically. "Because I think there's a car outside in the back." "Are you sure?" She questioned nervously. "Yes, I'm positive." I replied.

We started walking towards the back of the bar. I was in front of Jill. We had passed a booth when the zombie of the cook lunged pass me and at Jill. "Get off!" She screamed. But it was no use. Before he had a chance to bite her, however, I took my 9mm and shot him in the back of the head. But I didn't even notice that it was my last bullet. He fell to the ground with one last moan.

Jill quickly ran to the back door. She hadn't been bitten. She opened the door, and just as I thought there was a car in the back. But the car door was locked. So I took my gun out and tried to shoot, but I was out of bullets. So I hit the back window and reached my arm through, unlocking it. We were in.

I asked Jill if she knew how to hot-wire. She, luckily, said yes. We were on the road in a minute. Within an hour we were on Poplar, and Jill was beginning to be tired. So I asked her to stop, and we switched. After about ten minutes driving down Poplar, I saw the zombie of Brittany Halechco. I got out of the car and walked over to the zombie, put my arms around her neck, and twisted it. She didn't look that dead, except for the fingernail marks on her neck. So I grabbed her trench coat. It fit me, surprisingly. It was like one of those Underworld coats.

Then I got back into the car, put on the gas, and drove right over her head, smashing it. "Speed bump!" I yelled. That immediately woke Jill up. I had hated Brittany for some time now. So we drove on when we almost hit...

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