[A/N] Getting a move on, hopefully i'll get through at least 5-6 chapters before school starts for me.
Pinned Back Wings: I try to avoid the 'Mary- Sue' type. I don't believe that my character can defeat a horde of zombies without a single scratch nor that romance between two strangers click in, will attract readers. Thank you for the review! I try. (:
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Now lets get a move on...
Everyone was panting once they got inside the safe room. After turning on the switch to open the gates, the carrousel began blaring music and which attracted a horde. And we can never leave out the special infected, which we came across. I began to get annoyed at what they called 'Smokers', since they like to hide and reel you in with their freakishly long tongue. Then there was also a Hunter which paired up with the Smoker, and Spitters... Burr... I rubbed my left arm which was bandaged from the earlier attack of the Witch. The wrappings were burnt from the acid, which slightly irritated my claw wounds. Of course I'm not the only one injured here...
"God dammit! That hurts!" Rochelle glared at Nick, as he wriggled underneath her grasp.
"Well if you stood still then maybe I WOULD be more gentler." They both glared at each other before she went back to working on his torso. He was attacked by a Hunter, and none of us knew until he started screaming swear words into the air. Then we knew.
Looking around, it seemed that we all were in the safe room, inside a tunnel of love. Tunnel of love... Well, this is a carnival.
"It's all or nothin' y'all. Ready ta' go?" After a couple of ' lets do it', Ellis opened the door and from there on we made our way.
There wasn't many zombies as I expected, and these tunnels were quite long. I kind of longed to know everyone better, and in a way, them to know me better.
"What's on your mind girl?" Rochelle nudged me on my side, which snapped my attention to her.
"Well, I was hoping to know you guys a bit better? Or how you ended up in the middle of this? I don't know, it seems kinda-"
"Good idea, it's too quiet anyways. Let me start with myself, I'm a producer from a news station, hailing from Cleveland Ohio. I was low level producer, so all I really did was get coffee or carry around cables. I got a big break and started to film in Savannah. Of course once the infected started to come out, my team left me behind. So here I am." She let out a soft giggle, which I seemed to catch myself smiling at. Coach overheard us and decided to join us.
" I come from Savannah, being well, a Football Coach at a high school, hence tha nickname 'Coach'. Got myself a wife and two kids. They were taken by CEDA, as I was stuck at work, takin' care of a couple of zombie ass. Then I ran into these young'uns and thought that I could tag along 'em." He has a wife and kids, which I found to be adorable.
Nick scoffed. Rochelle turned to him, with a skeptical look on her face. "Wanna share something here Suit?"
"Really? Like what? All I can say is that I love traveling, gambling, and got arrested a couple of times. I was hoping to making go fishing in here, and ran into these guys. That's all you needa know." Of course what did I expect? Hmph, well that's what I figured from a man like him. Ellis came up beside Rochelle, all smiley and stuff.
" I come from Savannah, like Coach. I own a small mechanic shop with mah best buds, Keith an' Dave. During the weekends I love ta go an' visit my ma. Though, I was workin' on a car in tha' shop, and I heard somethin' weird. I found a couple of zombies around and then ran out to find Keith and Dave, but couldn't. Then I ran into Ro and Coach and then Nick. Heh."
We all have seemed to stop, me of course being oblivious to it. They all looked at me, Coach being the only one speaking. "What's your story young'un?" I smiled sheepishly, kinda embarrassed. I deserved to share my story with them as well.
"Well... I'm from New Orleans. I'm an art student... And uhh... I was on a road trip to somewhere with my big brother when we had to settle down somewhere, thus resting in the motel you guys found me in. We stayed there for awhile until CEDA came in. I hid underneath the bed, and they took my brother. So yeah..." I shrugged it off. "Shall we head on?"
"Holy crap? New Orleans? All of us are tryin' to head there!" Ellis shook me around, excited. I stood stiff, a feeling of relief washing over me. New Orleans! Just the place to go! Ellis rambled how CEDA might be there and blah blah blah. I became giddy, as the feeling of going back home after some years was... Just unexplainable. And maybe Spencer was there! Oh the happiness!
" But we won't be goin' anywhere with all of us standing here like idiots. Can we get a move on?" Snapping out of my thoughts, I trailed behind the group, smiling all the way.
"Whew, well all I can say is thank God we're outta there. That was the longest Love of Tunnel ever." Ellis sighed as he reloaded his shotgun with ammo from a table. A chopping sound caught our attention, seeing that there was a helicopter above us.
"Heyy! Look! There's the Helicopter. Now only if we can just get it's attention." Walking along a bit further, there was a roller coaster in our way. Climbing over the broken chain link fence, the only choice was to 'ride' the coaster to get through.
"Ya'll get ready 'fore I start this thing." Coach yelled, ready as ever. I equipped myself with a baseball bat, which I found to be useful. In a second, a blaring sound rang throughout the area, as the scatter of wheels along wood alerted infected nearby. Once the gates opened up, it was all or nothing.
"Go Go Go!" Nick yelled, sending all of us running.
"JOCKEY!"
"Hunter Hunter Hunter!"
"Smoker got Coach"
"Incoming goo!"
"Aww, shit i've been puked on!"
"Charger got Nick!"
It was a non stop repeat of this, along with rescuing each other from plummeting to the ground. I can't recall who turned off the ride, but all I can tell you is that it wasn't me. I was busy trying to get rid of these zombies on my tail after a Boomer puked on me. "There, all done, safe room is right over there. Lets get going."
"Alright then, lets patch up quick and get going." Nick shouted, as well all came in, panting. My chest began to throb, the pain unexpectedly coming and going as it pleased. I tried to hold the pain back, but it seemed that Ellis was keeping an eye on me.
"What's wrong darlin'?" He placed a hand on my shoulder as I leaned over in pain.
"Oh... U-urgh... Nothing! My... Left arm just hurts." I lifted it to show him the burnt and dirty wrappings. He smirked and took my arm.
"Well why didn't yew say anythin'? I coulda cleaned it up for ya." He undid the wrappings, showing 4 claw marks running down my arm, along with some of my skin irritated from the Spitter's acid. He winced a little bit, then wrapped my arm up with gauze, gently as he could. Though this distracted me for a while, the pain in my chest returned slightly.
Ellis patted my hand, smiling. "There ya go hon, hope that helps. Those were some pretty bad cuts ya got." I shrugged, they were a bit old by now. The bleeding stopped so it wasn't bad.
The sound of the safe room door opening and gun fire alerted us both that everyone was already heading out.
The barns smelled like rotten meat. But it was funny since there was rotten meat inside, along with walking corpses inside.
A low cry made everyone stop in their tracks. It was a Witch, and she seemed pretty close. Nick slowly opened the door to see a Witch right at the exit.
"Shit, looks like we're going to have to kill her. She's in our way." Glances were exchanged, wondering who was going to disturb her.
"Uh... I'll go-"
"I'll do it." I turned to Ellis, who had this hard look on his face. "Just make sure one of ya'll hold a med kit for me." He began walking up to the Witch, slow and quiet. I turned away, trying not to remind myself of my first incident with the Witch. A loud bang echoed and a shriek followed afterwards.
"Aghh! She got me!" And everyone turned to shot the Witch. Once she fell dead, I ran beside his side and began healing him.
"J-just stay still... Okay? I'll do this as quick as I can" Messily, I wrapped gauze his torso and some around his hand. I wasn't the greatest medic out there, but Itried.
"Heh, thanks darlin'. Means a lot." I helped him up, making sure that I wouldn't hurt him. He let out a huff and brushed off the dirt from his pants and shirt. Coach handed Ellis his shotgun and patted him on his back. "There ya go Ellis. Lets get this over with, we're almost there."
Climbing up the ladder and over the roofs, we made it over, only to find an obstacle in our way. The gates were closed, but in order to get through, one of us have to press a button to open the gates, setting off a loud sound which will alarm any zombies near the area. "So... Who's gonna push it?"
"I'll do it, ya'll get ready!" Rochelle readied herself, near the broken window, as I and Ellis stood up on a platform, Coach and Nick below us.
She reached inside the window, and pressed it. Lights shone through, and immediately the sounds of infected roared in the air. I gripped onto my bat, waiting for it.
[A/N] Sorry for the wait. I got distracted and it took awhile for this. I'm not so proud of this chapter. I seem to be taking a long time in the Dark Carnival setting. Maybe later on i'll quicken the pace or something. Eventually you'll guys see more romance and blah blah. Reviews and critique are appreciated ~