Chapter 4: A……c-crying s-s-survivor!?
After the neighborhood attack, I realized two things:
I kick but after killing over 150 zombies
I'm screwed if I am caught off-guard by a Gasher or a Constrictor.
A Disgorger will summon the horde, something I don't need.
I NEED TO MAKE IT OUT ALIVE
Making my list, I continued down the streets of the neighborhood. Walking along, I stopped to notice a crying sound. I didn't quite understand what this was, and I slowly walked toward the direction of the crying. I walked right up to a house, with a metal door, my guess to keep out the zombies, which looks like it did a 'great' job. I slowly opened the door, and turned on my flashlight.
I kept it (my flashlight) low not to startle the survivor, and when I was almost to the sound, the lights overhead popped on to reveal not a survivor, but a horrid looking zombie, crying into its long-finger nailed hands. I was so startled I flashed my flashlight straight into its face. "CRAP!" I yelled!
The monster quickly hopped up and started toward me. I shot at it with my SMG, and it just didn't hurt the monster at all. I ran to the door and slammed it. There was a weird beating, then the hand of the monster jumped out and started slashing, trying to hit me! I freaked out and started shooting for my life.
As my shooting spree began, I heard a strange sound in the distance. I reloaded, and looked to see if it was dead. It began to fall, and then, the hand fell dead. The noise, however, came louder. I heard a strange grunting noise, then a car flying into the air. I jumped at the sound and looked at the car. It landed about five yards away from me. I stared at the most horrifying thing I have ever seen in my life. 'Well' I thought 'I'm screwed.'
CLIFF HANGER!
Sorry for not writing in a while, just busy
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