Panic spread through my body as the monsters got closer. In addition, a tingling sensation crawled down my spine like ants. They were closer now. The floor underneath began to shake as my mind threw in false images. The breaths I needed to survive became short and staccato much like my mind. All hope seemed to die as the wall appeared in front of me.

The past few hours have been nothing but fear. The fear of dieing is stronger now. We all expect death to come, but not this way. Thinking of all the times this night has given me the chance of that cruel fate makes my faith in surviving very slim. The roar of the mob behind me threatened to kill, my eyesight failing. Feeling around for an exit, my breath stopped.

However, all of that went away with the metal bar against the wall beside me.

With a leap of joy, my good hand felt around until it skimmed past the rust bar again. Hanging on tightly my feet pushed me up the levels of iron until the zombies could not reach anymore. A smile spread across my face and my heartbeat went back to its original beat. I am never going to doubt karma again! I happily thought. A sudden scream stopped my feet in their tracks.

A little girl stood there behind the mob of monsters, face pale and fear stricken. Seeing her there, alone my eyes watched the mob turn towards her. They charged. She backed up and raced against the waters current to get out. The water knocked her down and a zombie grabbed her shoulder.

"Stop!" Letting go of the ladder my body fell until my feet touched the ground. "Leave her alone!"

Reading my mind, the gun shot out of my pocket in to my hands and shot at the undead souls. She covered her ears as the one grabbing her hit the waters surface. More raised out of the water and my gun clicked repeatedly. Not a single shot had fired. In terror, she ran away from the monsters, and me not waiting for me to help her.

"Wait!" My voice pleaded while I ran past the bodies. "You can't be by yourself in a place like this!"

Ignoring me, she climbed in to an indention in the tunnel where a door was.

Gunshots rang throughout the tunnel system and the crowd of zombies in front of me began to drop. Not waiting to see what it was I pushed passed the others and climbed back up the ladder. My right hand was cramping as the undead reached out towards my sore foot. Leon and Claire came around the corner knocking the monsters down, looking for a way out.

There voices echoed around me as they talked about which route to take. Sherry came in to the conversation and a smile played across my lips. They were looking for her, and Claire hurried past Leon towards the door. The same one Sherry had gone through. It made me happy to know she was not very alone. If they had made it this far then she was safe.

Air began to spin around me as the fans in the vent turned on. The shards of metal were a deathtrap waiting to happen. Making my way back down the ladder once again, I decided to rest after a couple of steps. BOOM! A crash came from down the hall and my balance wavered. The rustling of the water caught my attention as the shadow cast on the wall got bigger.

With my body back up the ladder hidden by the wall and sound of the fan I watched quietly as it rounded the corner. A giant, metal man came from the corner where they once were. Walking past me it pulled the metal bars and ripped them off the hinges, finishing them with a throw to the side. Continuing its search, it walked down the hall, which led to the same area as Leon and Claire.

I hope they do not run into him, or Timmy and Miley.

I thought as the loud noises it made vanished without a trace.

The fan blew in my face with great force, making it hard to breath. The metal gun shook in my right hand as I shot a bullet at the core of the fan. With a clank, it broke apart and the wind ceased.

Climbing through the circular hole in the wall, I grabbed the ladder on the other side and made my way down. The sound of rushing water came from the down the hall and my ears began to ache. Opening the door across the hall the big metal sheet screeched open.

The door creaked open and the sound of rushing water disappeared as the next room swallowed me. It was huge! The cement covered most of the room except for one area in the ground where water was seeping through. An elevated area covered the bridge above it leading to the next room about a foot above ground. Behind me, there was a definite click.

Dropping to the ground, I swung my injured foot back into the person behind me. With all my weight on one foot so the other would not suffer, I hit the person in the leg. They caught themselves and struck me on my injured left arm above my elbow. Pain shot through my entire left side all the way into my lung.

Ignoring the pain, we both shot up to our feet and he threw a punch at me. I stepped to the side getting a firm grip on his wrist. After stepping through and under his locked arm, I grabbed the gun then pulled his arm back behind him. It all ended with a sharp kick to the ground by me.

"Okay, okay!" he surrendered with a cough. "You win this round-" There was a hint of humor in his voice that disappeared as soon as his eyes met mine. "You're not Mellissa."

My body flinched, "No, no I'm not."

He relaxed with a sigh in disappointment, obviously expecting her to attack him instead of me. I held the gun up as he took a step towards me.

"Hold it." I ordered, "Who are you?"

With an eye roll, he shook his head. "Guess it doesn't matter now." He held out his hand. "The names Jake."

"Your nametag says James."

"But James is such a formal name." A chuckle escaped his lips, "You're a very observant little girl."

"Are you trying to get shot?"

"You wouldn't shoot a harmless man would you?"

"Depends on how harmless you are." I concluded with a sly grin, he narrowed his eyes at me. "And that's decided by the little girl holding a gun at your face."

"Do I know you?" He questioned while getting a better look at me, "You look familiar-"

There was a scream and a woman ran in here wearing a lab coat like James. Her hair was short and blond with tired shadow around her eyes. Her name read Annette Birkin; I just hoped she was not a monster too.

"Jake, it's William, he's gone!" She said frantically between breaths. He tried to calm her down. "But where could he have gone? He was injured pretty badly."

"I found an empty G vial."

"No," He said in denial. "William wouldn't do that."

My voice came out horse.

"Um, I saw him."

"Where is he?" She rushed over to me and grabbed my shoulders. "Is he alright? How-"

The fact I was here made her stop and ask, "Wait, who are you?"

"My name is Shaylin."

"Last name, and where are your parents?"

"My mom is currently unavailable and" cough "my last name is Mendel."

Her eyes widened as she looked back at Jake with worry. The sound of water running filled the room. Jake's eyes studied mine and then glanced up at to see her still worried. He walked over to me to get a closer look and sighed while she let go over my arms. It was beginning to irritate me.

"Okay, I get it!" I yelled. "My mother isn't the best person in the world right now. But she took care of me until the end, now I have no relation to her."

"Melisa's dead?" She asked shocked.

"To me, yes. But to the world, no." My throat cleared. "Sadly."

Mrs. Birkin decided to change the subject. "Where did you see my husband?"

"Well" I said scratching my scalp. Feeling bad for being so rude to someone who lost a loved one, my throat dried. "He looked pretty bad…"

"He's a monster isn't he?" Her voice was soft and gentle. Like it was broken, and then quickly was replaced with rage. "That idiot! He should have known not to use 'G' when it had not been tested on a human. 'G' is too unstable for a human to handle and cares only about infecting more people with the same bloodline-"

Her face paled and fear shined in her eyes. "Sherry!"

That girl I saw earlier was Sherry. I just know it. Hell, they look just alike! What if Leon and Claire didn't make it in time? That thing was huge! William will kill them then take Sherry and-. SHIT! This is all my fault for not going after her.

"It's all my fault!" My thoughts flowed out of my mouth. "I saw her running from the zombies, but I saw a friend of mine chasing after her so I thought she'd be safe. But that thing will kill them! They have no chance-"

"William must be after her! Oh God." She said ignoring my cries. Then got up onto her feet. "I must go."

"W-wait!" I stammered, but she ignored me and slammed the door behind her. "I'm sorry…"

"It's not your fault." Jake said. "She shouldn't have left Sherry alone in the police station."

"B- But I could've done something, anything really. She was right there scared and helpless, all alone and I left her." This sucks. "Why can't I learn to think clearly?"

"It's her fault. Mother's shouldn't leave their children alone. It's cruel. SO CRUEL!"

After his madness went out, we sat down there in silence until my emotions settled. While my tears dried, I glanced over at him, and sighed. He looked stressed, but then again everyone is. It was awkward sitting alone in a room with a random stranger. Here I am in a room with a man around the age of twenty and my friends are out their dieing.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled, breaking the silence. His head shot up and our eyes met. "I shouldn't have yelled like that. Especially when it's my problem to deal with."

His eye's widened. "What-"

"She lost her husband, and now her daughter's life is at stake." I continued, lowering my head. "It isn't right. I guess… I guess I've changed more than I realized."

He sighed. "I should apologize too for losing my temper. My mom raised me herself also. So seeing someone else going through the same thing, it's sad."

"Oh no, no, no!" I said shocked. "Don't get sad over me. I'm fine; my friends took care of me. And now they are out there looking for me."

"Where did they go? Did they lose you?" He asked.

"More like I lost them." Pause. "Never leave your friends for anything."

"They got too protective?" He asked, "I know the feeling."

I smiled. "You know-"

A sting went up my back as a loud croak came from behind us. Wincing at the pain, I shot them a glare and pulled out my gun. Jake began to attack them with his hands one by one while I shot. The frogs croaked then retreated into the water. Confused I put my gun down as the last frog jumped into the dark liquid.

Footsteps came from around the corner along with panting and screeches. The thuds got louder, the steps themselves faster. Amphibian like creatures ran into the room and charged at us ready to kill. My blood went cold.

Jake jumped at one and got thrown back into the wall. The other ran up and scratched me on the side. Blood ran down my torn shirt. The ground met my face with a harsh welcome. It leaned over me and drew its long arms back. The long claws twitched as it lunged for me.

The pain never came. Jake had rammed into the monster sending it flying into the water. He helped me up and gave me his shoulder to balance on. We ran across the room towards the door.

One grabbed his foot and pulled him out from under me. My weight pushed the door open and sent me back to the ground. I began to crawl away but was grabbed from behind by one of those things.

"NO!"

Jake wrapped his arms around its neck and pulled it off of me.

"Go Shaylin!" He yelled, pulling it back more. I refused.

"But you can't fight them alone! I can help-"

"I got this! You need to go before you get killed." He gave me a reassuring smile. "Trust me, I got this!"

"Well, at least take your gun." I said tossing it to him once I got the chance. The door slowly began to close.

"Hey Shay."

I turned around just in time to see his face.

"See ya down the road."

The door shut and a series of gunshots echoed from the other side. Before my mind decided to go back I ran down the hall, regret eating me away inside.