Dan

Right now, I was supposed to be dead. Boy, was Josh in for a surprise after what he had done to me and Alice. It was one thing to try and kill me via zombie, but hurting Alice just to make sure she would stay quiet was on another level. Alice didn't seem to want to go into the room where the others, and Josh, were at the moment. I told her, "Don't be scared, Alice. I'm not going to let him lay a finger on you." I heard Nolan talking through the door. "Hey, Josh. Where's Dan? You were the last to leave the hallway."

I had my ear pressed against the door now to hear Josh's answer. "I don't know. I think he went up to the next floor for some reason. I hope nothing has happened." I gritted my teeth together. The bastard was playing the innocent act perfectly. Footsteps were coming towards the door, and Alice and I ducked behind it. The door opened and Nolan stepped into the room. He closed the door and we stepped out. I said, "Nolan?" He turned and saw me and Alice, and looked shocked.

"Dan! You're alive! The second I saw Josh come back from upstairs without you I thought he had killed you!" I shook my head and told him, "No. But the bastard almost did. If it wasn't for Alice, I'd be dead right now." He turned and saw the bruises on Alice's arms and face. Nolan frowned. "Josh did that. I know he did." I thought I sensed a touch of anger in Nolan's voice.

Was it possible he had a little crush on Alice? He was kind of late if he did, because Shun and Alice had kind of admitted their feelings for each other a while back. She put up her hand and said, "Yeah, but don't fret over it. He'll get what's coming to him eventually." Nolan sighed and turned back to me. "So Dan, what are you going to do? Josh thinks you're dead, and if he sees you he'll just play it off and plot up his next plan to kill you." Nolan was right. The second Josh saw I was alive he'd start planning another way to throw me to the zombies.

And if he saw me with Alice he'd figure out that she helped save me and might go after her. Josh wasn't as dumb as he looked. "I don't know. I can't just hide. I'd have to emerge sooner or later. Alice, you got any ideas?" It would worked better if the three of us put our heads together and come up with something. We had to figure something out so that Me, Nolan, and Alice didn't end up victims of Josh's hunger for power.

What did Josh do anyway? I know he worked here for Murucho's family. Wasn't he the personal trainer or something? "Dan, did you hear me?" I shook my head and looked at Alice. "Uh, no. Sorry. Could you repeat please?" She rolled her eyes and said, "I suggested that we just go in there and let him know that you're alive. I know its risky, but if we stick to the others all the time he won't have a chance to take any of us down." I was biting the end of my thumb and thinking over her idea.

"It might work. But what about when we split up to go upstairs? I mean, we have only two or three floors left till we hit the roof. But when we're split up he can take us out one by one. And I'm sorry to admit this Nolan, but odds are he'll take you out before anyone else." He sighed and seemed to know it was the truth. Nolan was much smaller than Alice, and made him an easy target. He'd then probably go after Alice next, and finish up with me. Considering nobody else caught onto his sick game.

I sighed. "Well, if we're going to show him that his plan didn't work, let's get it out of the way now." Nolan and Alice nodded and walked with me to the door. Everyone was still in the room; Kato, Anna, and the others. But most importantly, so was Josh. He was the first to act surprised. "Dan! You alright? What took ya? We were starting to get worried." I grinned and went along with his act.

"I was still up there when you left, when I ran into another zombie. I tried to call you back in there to help me, but I guess you didn't hear me. Oh well. I handled it on my own." He shrugged his shoulders and said, "My bad. If I had heard you, I would of come and helped." He walked out of the room, and I watched as he left. I'd have to keep my door locked, eyes around every corner, and guard up from now on. It was a shame when the living wanted to kill you too.

Alice

I had been cautioned by Nolan and Dan to be careful while going to my room for the night. I made sure that I peered around hallways and walked quickly. Time was everything. The light was on in the hall, and I was thankful for that because it left nowhere for him to hide. I ran up to my room door and hurried inside, being sure to lock it the minute I was in. I dove into my bed and covered myself up under my blankets. Despite being locked in my room, I didn't feel safe.

I thought I heard something outside of my room, and sat up. I saw the shadow of feet under my door, and something being stuck into the doorknob. Whoever was out there was picking my lock, and I knew who it probably was. I covered my head up with my blankets, hoping he'd go away if he thought I was asleep. What fun was it killing somebody if you couldn't see their facial reaction? I was shaking, and wished that by some miracle that Shun would materialize in the room and keep me safe.

I heard the door open, and let a tiny gasp escape my mouth. I covered my mouth with my hand and tried to lay as still as I could. His feet shuffled on the carpet as he got closer to my bed. What would he do to me? I gulped, feeling his presence right behind me. The covers were then thrown from my body, and a hand grabbed my shoulder. I screamed and sat upright, swatting my hands at my attacker.

"Alice! Chill! It's Dan! It's Dan!" I froze. "Dan? Why the hell did you pick my damn lock! You couldn't just knock on the door and say it was you! Do you know how scared I was! I thought you were Josh!" Dan placed a hand over my mouth to make me be quiet. "Shush! We don't want to draw attention to us." I yanked his hand from my face. I swear if another person puts their filthy hands on my mouth again.

"Why are you in here, Dan?" He said in a hushed voice, "It may be the best interest if we all sleep in the same room or closer to each other. I'm not talking about in the same bed or anything. I just mean something like we take turns standing guard over the other two that are sleeping." I raised an eyebrow at him. "Like taking shifts?" Dan nodded his head. It gave us the best chance of knowing if Josh was going to come after us or not. "But Dan, what if this is what he wants us to do? Stay up all night so we'll be tired and worn out then make his move. We could be walking right into his trap." Dan laughed.

"Come on, Alice. Josh isn't stupid, but he isn't that smart to think up something like that." I bit my lip and said, "I suppose you're right, Dan. Hey, where's Nolan?" A hand waved in the doorway and Dan said, "He's standing guard outside to look out for Josh." Nolan popped his head in the doorway and said, "Hey Alice! Sorry if we scared you." I smiled and looked at Dan when I said, "It's no big deal, Nolan. My heart rate has finally returned to normal."

Dan scratched the back of his head and said, "So, what do ya think? Wanna bunk in the same room and take shifts as look out? We could take three hour intervals. Or less if you want." I nodded my head and climbed out from my bed.

Shun

My observers above me had finally left from their little room to take a break. I was starting to wonder if they ever slept. It was my chance to see how strong I had gotten since they gave me the IV fluids. I sat up easily, and placed my bare feet on the floor. The tile was ice cold. Once I felt they were firmly placed, I stood on my legs. They were shaking under my weight, and I lost my balance and grabbed onto the metal cart next to me. I leaned against it and turned it into a crutch to get back to my bed.

It was obvious that my body hadn't gotten all of my strength back. I felt something sharp stabbing into my hand, and I lifted it from the metal cart. A scalpel that was placed on there had stuck me in my hand, and blood was running from the wound. I took the sharp object out of my hand, and I watched as the cut started to heal. That antidote was doing what it was meant to. It was restoring anything that was damaged or dead. I could slice up my arm however much I wanted, and the antidote would heal up the gashes. I was amazed, but wondered how long this would work. I looked back over my hand.

There wasn't even a scar left behind. If only I was able to get up on my own, I'd try and make a break for it. I then realized something. I wasn't weak because of the antidote taking a toll on my body, even though it was part of it. No. I was weak cause they had been injected something else in me to keep me bedridden until they were done with me. I had to figure out what it was so I could put an end to it. My eyes fell on the IV line in my arm. I was feeling weak before they put that it, so I eliminated that.

I started to rethink my theory. Nobody had been in here everyday to inject something in me. I sighed, realizing that that was what I wanted the case to be. I tilted my head up to the mirror on the ceiling, and saw myself once again. I still looked sick, even though I felt fine. My skin complexion was still pale, and my eyes were still dark. If I was surviving the antidote, then why did I still look deathly ill when I felt fine? I was startled by gunshots from the observing room. I looked up there and saw one of the guys in lab coats holding a hand pistol, and shooting for a zombie. He was a horrible shot, and the zombie bite down on his arm.

Blood splattered against the window as they disappeared out of sight. I kept still, when a hand came up and slammed against the window. Attached to it was the lab guy who was just bitten. Half of his face was eaten away, and you could see the bones of his face. He milky eyes looked right down at me, and he started biting at the glass. More piled into the room; all wearing lab coats. Here I was now, trapped in my bed with an experimental antidote that could kill me at any moment. At least there was no way they could get into this room, but there was only one way for me to get out.

I would die in this room before they could get to me. I looked back up at the mirror, and saw something I didn't see before. There was an air vent that blended in with the mirror. The roof was a good twenty feet high, and in my weakened state that would be a large feat. It was the only chance I had to get out of there though. I put myself to work by tying bed sheets and blankets together and finding something to weigh down one end. I swung it up there and hit the vent with the weighted end. I dropped open and showed me a way out. Now al I had to do was get up there. Easier said then done, but you don't know what you can do till you try.

I balanced myself onto my legs, and used my ninja skills and used to wall to push me up to the vent. My hands just did grab the opening, and I was left dangling. My muscles shook as they strained to pull myself into the air duct. I finally got myself into the duct, and laid down on the freezing metal. I was panting as if I had just ran around the world. I pulled the rest of my body into the duct and closed the vent. Those things weren't smart enough to climb something and get into the air vent system.

I got on my hands and knees and crawled through the metal tunnel. Every now and then the metal would pop under my weight. I knew I was drawing attention to myself, but kept moving. The sooner I got out of there, the better. I would look down through the grids of other vents to see where I was at. I knew the lab portion was underground, so I had to try and move upward. I was growing tired, and started to think about how I'd get away from this place if I did find my way out. I wouldn't be able to outrun those things in my condition. I was surprised I had even crawled this far. My answers were solved when I looked down into another vent. It was an underground garage, filled with every kind of vehicle imaginable.

I looked through the grid for any unwelcome guests. I didn't see any, and pushed open the vent. I went feet first, and dropped onto the floor. My body slapped against the hard, cold concrete. I wasn't able to get to my feet, and pulled myself to the closest car I could manage. The door was unlocked, and I pulled myself into the driver's seat. I slammed the door shut and locked it, then leaned back into the seat. I checked and saw the keys were in the car.

I finally let out a sigh of relief when a blood covered hand slammed against the window. I screamed when I looked down on the floor and saw half of a body clawing at the side of the car. There had to be another running around here. The one who ate this poor soul. I turned the key and cranked the car and backed it into the underground garage system. It was like that of a hospital, but a lot less confusing. I drove uphill, and stopped when I saw a large metal sliding door.

On it were the words Weapon Storage. It couldn't hurt to stock up, but I'd have to work quick. I rammed the car into the metal door, and it collapsed from the impacted. I was then faced with hundreds of guns and knives. But most of all, in the very back was my sword and whip chain. I grinned, knowing that those two things would be the first I took back with me.

Still unable to walk, I got out of the car and crawled on my hands and knees; scooping up the occasional gun as I approached my weapons. I finally got to them and swiped them up in my hands and smiled. Man I missed these. I quickly ran back to the car, and tossed the weapons I had scrounged up into the passenger seat.

I backed the car from the storage unit and continued going up to the exit. I finally saw it, and it was a huge metal door like the one to the weapons storage. I hit the gas and rammed through that door the same way. Now, I was driving out of there like a bat out of hell.

well, that's all for tonight. there may be an upload later tomorrow, but i'm not sure. oh well, you'll find out. read, review, and other things. ~Copperpelt~