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Chapter 2 – The Great Escape

"How am I gonna get out now?" I sighed to myself.

The zombies were planted right between me and the entrance to the building; they must have wandered out of the other lecture theatres, to my left the four zombies from the kitchen were also crawling over the counter to get to me. I had to think fast. I glanced around and eyed a flight of stairs behind me leading to the next floor; I took off at full speed, dodging and swerving bloody, half chewed hands that were grasping for me. As I reached the stairs I swung round the banister and started running up them two steps at a time; which is fairly easy for me considering I'm 5'11 with really long legs. I got to the top and skimmed around me, I spotted the elevator which would take me back downstairs but I'd end up on the other side of the zombies nearer to my exit. I walked forward and pressed the down button, I stood waiting for a few seconds when I heard shuffling again, I turned around and there was a girl walking towards me, I couldn't be sure but I thought she looked familiar; it was kinda hard to tell when she had blood smeared all over her and chunks of her face and body missing and her long black hair was coated to her face with congealed blood. She strolled a bit closer and I caught a glimpse of a silver locket she was wearing. That's when I realised who she was, she was from my class and a good friend; it was Jess. I gasped and tears started to form in my eyes, this was the first person/zombie I'd encountered that I actually knew personally. The elevator was taking far too long and Jess was getting closer. I looked at the knife in my hand and I knew what I had to do, I couldn't leave her like this. I stepped closer to her and swiftly swerved around to the back of her, bringing the knife down into her cranium as I did. I wasn't prepared for the sickening noise it made as I did so, or how tough it would be to retrieve my knife from her skull. As she fell lifeless to the floor I dropped to my knees and threw up, I knew it was only a matter of time before this happened but having to kill; or technically re-kill, a good friend of mine was just too much, it was the last straw. I looked around me and checked there were no more zombies creeping up on me before breaking down into sobs; I couldn't take in what was happening. "What the fuck is going on!" My mind screamed to itself. As I was getting to my feet again; I noticed blood smudged across the white tiled floor leading to different rooms suggesting the other people had taken refuge in various rooms, that's when I heard thudding and scraping against the doors, also suggesting they'd become zombies and were now stuck in the rooms. I didn't hang around to find out as the elevator finally arrived and pinged open. I stood back and waited for a couple of seconds to see if anything came out, nothing did. I walked forward and looked inside, double checking the ceiling; again there was blood smeared everywhere but there was nothing undead. I stepped inside and pressed the down button, feeling nervous and shifting my weight from side to side, bracing myself for the onslaught of zombies waiting for me on the ground floor.

When the elevator stopped I took a deep breath and the doors pinged opened, the sound of the ping obviously attracted more unwanted attention. A group of about six zombies stood nearest to the door started sauntering towards me, I knew I couldn't win in a fight against that many so I shot out the elevator and ran for the exit, hearing the groans starting to fade behind me but I never slowed my speed. I needed to get out. As I burst out the doors I kept running as fast as I could, noticing all around campus zombies stumbling about. I felt in my pocket for my keys and felt nothing suddenly realising I'd left everything in my bag back in the lecture theatre.

"SHIT! SHIT SHIT!"

I started jumping up and down on the spot throwing a tantrum till I heard groans again, looking around I saw every zombie in the vicinity walking in my direction. I'd done it again; attracted unwanted attention to myself with my little outburst. I sighed and began to run again. I could start to feel a stitch coming on; I mean I wasn't unfit but I was certainly not used to running for my life so much. I decided the safest place to run to would be the police station; I know cliché right but what else could I do? At least there I could try and call my Mam to see if she was okay. I set off in the direction of it and hoped I could make it that far. It was right on the other side of town and if I not mistaken, surely there would be hundreds of those things wandering around the city centre. I got about fifty feet when I noticed an abandoned motorbike on its side with the keys in the ignition.

"Guess it's my lucky day."

I had a brother who was into motorbikes and luckily he'd taught me how to ride from an early age. I hoisted the bike up and set myself on the seat, starting the engine and off I went. As I rode through the town weaving in between zombies; and there actually wasn't that many of them around, abandoned cars and various body parts, I looked around at the buildings, some were on fire, most of them had the front windows smashed in and doors were hanging on their hinges. It was like a bomb had hit. As I neared the police station the destruction seemed to get worse, it was so bad in fact that I had to leave the bike behind and try to climb my way over cars, buses and trucks to get to the road where the police station was. "Everyone must have had the same idea as me. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all." When I got to the end of the street opposite to the police station I stared up the street. Now I realised why there wasn't many zombies around town, they were all surrounding the police station; banging on the gates to get into the compound. I groaned and decided I'd have to go somewhere else, maybe the hospital, or just anywhere that wasn't overrun with zombies and had a working phone. I turned around and started running back towards the centre of town, just as I was sprinting round a corner I spotted a phone box across the street, I felt into my back pocket and felt some change; enough for a call to my Mam as well. I took off towards the phone box, stepping into the road without checking for traffic; well who would in this situation? That's when I heard the loud horn, I spun around and flung my arms over my face as a black SUV came careering towards me. Everything went black.