I was day dreaming when a large explosion sounded about 12 feet from in front of the gate. Guts splattered all over the others and I.
"What the fuck was that"
I wanted to run to the gate to see what happened but they were still zombies outside reaching through trying to grab us. They looked as if little kids reaching for the cookie jar just out of reach. One by one the zombies fell to headshots.
"Who is there"
Somebody has to be there I mean guns just don't fire by themselves.
"Gene just wait up were going to get you out of here"
"Chris is that you"
"Affirmative! Don't worry it wont be much longer now"
Most of the zombies were on the ground bleeding but a few had limbs caught in the gate suspending there bodies like rag dolls. I slowly started to push there arms out so we could lift up the gate. Chris and his group came over to help.
"Thanks"
"We couldn't leave you behind but there isn't anytime to talk"
"I know I kn"
Something was grabbing my leg but Chris caught the zombie right in between the eyes. I pried the hand from my pants and pushed it through the gate. I told the others to come out of hiding and follow us.
"So who is that girl"
"Who? The new one"
"No Laura, no shit the new one"
"Sorry. Her name is Kiah. Her family is somewhere in the mall"
"No other survivors were found. Three people committed suicide though, a simple gunshot to the head"
I was stunned. Who could kill themselves in a place and time like this? My brain started ticking again and I relies that it is probably better then becoming one of them. I was lagging behind and hurried back up to the front of the line.
"What was that about"
"Nothing I just had to think about something."
We got to the place before the escalator but something was different, it was gone. I looked over the edge which had been broken and there it was laying on the ground in pieces.
"Oops, forgot to tell you I blew up the escalator"
"How are we suppose to get down"
"We don't"
"What do you mean"
Chris just pointed. I turned around and looked towards the truck. Hundreds of zombies were inside. It looked like a rave without all the music and lights. They were everywhere. I finally found the truck in the mob of rotting flesh and sure enough it was covered with zombies but even worse was outside were thousands of zombies.
"Looks like were stuck then"
"Not exactly Gene. We still have the parking garage"
"But we're running low on ammunition and look at them all"
"We don't really have a choice do we"
"I suppose your right Lets go then"
We set off back the way we came to find the door to the parking garage.