"Let's get a helicopter in there, lads."

A lot of things were going through Jim's mind, 'Bloody hell they actually saw us', 'Where are we going now?', 'Are there other parts of the world that aren't infected?' The answers to these questions he needed to know desperately.

"Hi. I'm Harry. Nice to meet you," said the helicopter pilot.

Harry had a shocking resemblance to Maj. West, which made the bunch quite uneasy.

"Hello. I'm Jim. This is Selena and Hannah," Jim said.

"Nice to meet your acquaintance," said Harry

"Where are we off to?" Selena asked.

"London. You three seem like you've been through quite an ordeal. How long have you been out there for?" asked Harry

"At that house, 28 days. I'm not sure over all," replied Jim.

"28 days? That's almost a month," Harry said.

Yeah, Hannah thought sarcastically.

"London? We were in London when we heard this broadcast.We went to find it in Manchester. London is deserted. How did we not find you?" Selena quickly said feeling something was off.

Harry responded, "Our base was set up quickly. About two weeks ago, we fixed our radio to pick up any broadcast within a 1,000 km radius. We heard that broadcast. We came out to investigate. We were going to stop looking after next week. You're lucky we found you."

Flying over the rolling hills of England, they saw green stretching on forever. No people, no pollution. It almost seemed as if the infection had never existed.

"Looks like we're running out of fuel, so we are going to go the rest of the way by plane," Harry said calmly.

Where are we landing?" Hannah asked.

"Oh, so you do talk. Right here," Harry responded.

They landed on one of the hills and moved into a small private jet. They flew the rest of the way to London. As they pulled into the airport, they ran over dead bodies of the infected.

"They're dying off."

The stench as they entered the airport was almost unbearable. Loud shrieks filled their ears as they saw more dead infected. They saw an infected run through the halls as Harry quickly pulled out a small handgun. Harry fired once and the infected fell instantly.

"Good shot," Selena said.

"How are we getting away from here?" Jim asked.

Harry held up a pair of keys and said, "With these."

"There is a car outside?" Jim said.

Harry replied with great wit, "No. There is a truck outside."

More shrill screeches filled the airport walls.

"RUN!" Selena screamed.

Although they had the bat, the machete, and the handgun, they did not want to fight these infected in a close distance. They were near the doors and had just gotten off of a plane. They all ran as fast as they could, but soon realized that the doors were electric.

"There's no fucking power!" Selena screamed, "The fucking doors won't fucking open!"

"Just run through it!" said Harry.

"It's fucking glass!" yelled Jim

"Do you want me to go first?" Harry asked

"Hannah!"