Officer Brian was one of the few officers patrolling the garage when the attack happened. He watched in shock as about 10 of the un dead victims staggered in reaching out with hungry hands. NO! How? He immediately drew is handgun and unloaded half his clip into the oncoming horde. Two of them crumbled to the ground. He slammed in another clip and looked at the other two officers evacuating as many people they could.
The people in the parking lot ran into the station seeing more of them attacking the gate. Carl stumbled back looking as the cops began to open fire. The people in the station weren't having much luck. Windows smashed doors broke down. The remaining citizens of Raccoon panicked and ran to the upper floors of the station hoping that they would be safe there. "Move!" Squads of officers charged up and down the halls aiding the two main hot spots of the breech. The parking gate had been broken through. The cops stationed there were easily outnumbered and before they could reach the door in time, they had fallen. Throughout the station the screams of those being eaten were heard. No one was safe. The Raccoon Police Station was being overrun.
The garage was just an endless blood bath. When reinforcements arrived it was too late. The zombies had killed any civilians unable to be rescued including the cops that were trying to hold them off. A ring of shotguns and assault rifles ripped through the area. The bodies just kept piling! "Don't let up!" Was all that was shouted amongst the crowd.
Twenty minutes passed. When it was over, the zombies were shot down leaving only five officers dead and three others wounded. They quickly rushed and closed the garage shutters. Soon after, they disposed of the bodies. Any ammo from the fallen officers were salvaged and used as back up.
"So you want us to just sit here and die?" Carl was arguing with one of the R.P.D. Officers. "Please!" He began. "Stay calm! We understand how you feel. But we don't want any of you to get hurt." Karen stood up and approached the officer. "Can we do something to help?" She asked. The officer shook his head. "Sorry." Sounds of a battle were heard just down the hall. "Come on! We can't hold them any longer!"
"Just stay here!" He exclaimed. The officer turned and rushed to the aid of his deputies. The door in front of the group was closed. On the other side, gunshots were heard, yelling was heard and screams were heard.
Carl picked up a chair. It didn't look much but it was better then nothing. Not gonna wait for those things to come in here and kill us! "We should at least barricade the doors." Karen stood up moving one of the desks to the double doors. The room they were in looked like a classroom of some sort. The tables were neatly stacked in place and there was a desk facing them as if a teacher sits there taking roll.
"Little help?" She asked. She started towards Carl taking the chair from his possession and positioning it under the knobs. "Come on!" There at least 10 people in the room. They got to their feet shifting tables trying to stall anything that might come through the doors. "Wait stop!" Why haven't we heard any gunshots? Carl motioned everyone to stop moving. Quietly they listened. There was nothing out there except the sounds of shoes scratching across the floor. Other then that, small popping noises were heard in all directions.
Brian was on the second floor. He took refuge in the S.T.A.R.S. office along with several other officers. This can't be happening. Brian sat back in the chair that belonged to both the leader of Bravo and Alpha Team. "So whats the plan?" One of the cops asked. "Okay." He began. "Here's what we do." Brain sat up straight looking at everyone. "We go out." He said. "And start dieing one by one." He pushed himself out of the chair leaning against the desk his voice rising. "What do you mean plan?! We're trapped!" He took a deep breathe realizing that he had just made the cop feel stupid. "Sorry." He sat back down. "This all happened too fast." Brian rubbed his eyes noting that the officers were looking to him for leadership.
There was still an active living police force in the station. From the few hundred that kept the structure functional now dwindled to about a hundred guys left. They needed to get out of the Station. But before that could be arranged, plans to evacuate Raccoon had to be made.
((Well thats the 2nd chapter! Hoped you liked it.))