Standing up, I wiped the tears from my eyes and took one last look around the room before leaving. The moans getting closer from the front of the store. Behind the counter was a metal door which, I'm guessing, leads to yet another alley in the center of the city. Why didn't they make all these alleyways streets instead? The back door screeched open and the boxes stacked behind it collapsed. A horrible smell filled the air choking my lungs.
"Oh, God!" I choked out covering, the smell was coming from down the tiny alley. Quickly taking in air from my mouth I gagged. "What is that smell?"
Trash bags laid against the cement walls, full of God knows what. I came to a gate which led to a back door. The light was out and dead bodies were everywhere, some missing heads. Is this what became of my friends from school? Layla and Leslie, are they gone too? I hope the cop from earlier was wrong. I walked through the door.
My legs were hurting and my eyes began to droop. Being awake at midnight with warm air and a cool breeze does not help a person stay awake. Looking past the flames and cars I saw a sign. It said in bold letters, 'Raccoon City Police Department'.
The opening was full of zombies, so I made my way down some stairs on the side of the entrance quietly hoping they wouldn't notice me. Sure I could dodge them, but I was to tired to fight. But dodging crows, WHOLE DIFFERENT STORY!
Several crows flew around and one landed on my shoulder.
"Hey little guy…" I said reaching to pet it, then it's eyes opened showing off it's bloodshot, somewhat disturbed colors. It cawed at me and pecked at my neck and face. Shrieking, I lost my balance on the last couple of steps. The crows flew off and left me laying on the cold, concrete floor.
Something grabbed my leg and began to pull, I screamed as zombie crawling out from a vent beside me inched closer. By this time zombies began coming down both stairways towards me, and I quickly got up on my feet. This was bad.
The feeling of hands touching my back and head grew, I pushed several to the ground. This is the end, and all because of that stupid crow! Hoping for a quick death, I covered my face and took in a quick breath. Time seemed to slow as the grabbing and clawing hands stopped. One fell to the ground at my feet and blood oozed under it towards my shoes.
"Get down." A voice ordered quickly.
I heard the bodies hit the floor one by one as my hands touched the ground. Looking at my feet I saw my hands in a pool of warm blood. One fell down in front of me with a knife hole in it's head. A hand swiftly pulled me up and the last zombie fell in back of me.
"This has been happening more frequently." A calm, familiar voice said. I looked up to see the mysterious woman from earlier. "How is it that every time I see you, your in trouble?"
She had a little smile on her face. Well again, sort of.
"Well, thank you. Again." I said straightening my clothes. "Why are you here?"
" Still looking around for my friend." She paused, "Hey have you seen that guy yet-"
"The Leon guy?" I interrupted, she shook her head.
"No, not him." She said quickly. "Ben."
Standing there, I thought for a second. "No, don't think so. Have you seen a couple of kids about my age running around? A guy named Timmy, and a blond haired girl named Miley?"
"Not around here. I thought I heard some voices by the Junior High earlier."
"What were you doing by the Junior High?" I asked.
"I heard that Ben had something to do there earlier, and though he might've been there hiding from these things." She sighed and crossed her arms.
Crows flew over us and the sound of their wings filled the night once again. Moans erupted out and were growing louder as zombies rounded the corner of the gate opening towards us. She broke out silence.
"We'd better get inside." She said moving towards the stairs. I quickly followed behind.
"Yeah."
The huge doors closed shut behind us with a bang, and get this, NO FLICKERING LIGHTS! The place was empty, and no one was in sight. Our footsteps echoed through the room as we walked down the steps. "That's strange, it was announced all over the city that-"
A door suddenly slammed, which made me jump for the fifteenth time today.
A man hurried down the steps, his gun aimed up.
