Here's the next installment- sorry, this one's not so good. As usual, I own nothing.
Saeth wasn't particularly hard to lose that evening. She and Dakota were keen to take a break from the campus and Ianto was quick to assure them that he would manage to cope on his own. ("Me and a hundred and fifty security guards- what could go wrong?")
So now, he, Rhys, Andy and Yestin were pressed against the wall of the third corridor as two security guards strolled past them.
"How are we supposed to get past these bastards?" Rhys hissed.
Ianto reached into his left pocket and brought out his walkie-talkie.
"Mike? It's Ianto. Yeah, hi- look, I was wondering if you and Gareth wouldn't mind giving me a hand down here? One of the infected broke loose and is causing a bit of trouble for me and the guys. Cheers mate- in a bit." He turned to his companions. "Easy peasy."
Five minutes later and they had made it down to the courtyard. Of course, by this point, the four men had realised that it wasn't about to get any easier. The infected had seemed to have multiplied in the last two days.
"I think it's best if we keep close to the building," Ianto whispered, gesturing towards the brick wall. "Work our way round the outside, if you know what I mean."
"Gotcha boss."
Ianto slowly started to creep around the building, his back pressed to the wall. He could feel the thistles and nettles scratch away at his ankles, but bit his lip and carried on, terrified of making any noise at all and alerting the infected to their presence. He could hear Rhys, Yestin and Andy behind him but dared not look back and carried on, keeping the approaching beach in his sight.
"Ianto," Yestin hissed suddenly. "One of them's seen us!"
Ianto span round, just in time to see Andy sock an approaching old man in the jaw.
"Shit!"
"Run!"
The four men sprinted away, in the direction of the beach, no longer caring about their discrepancy. Ianto's heart raced as he dodged the suddenly furious infected, as body after body lunged at him. He could hear his friends behind him, and the occasional punch that would send an attacker flying.
Suddenly he heard Yestin cry out and he turned round in time to see Andy be wrestled to the ground by an attacker twice his size.
"Andy!" Yestin ran at the man, intending to pull him off, but was sprawling back as Andy pushed him away.
"He's bit me already," Andy muttered, jaw clenched as he held on to his attacker's head, trying to keep him from biting again. "Don't get yourself hurt too-RUN!
Rhys grabbed Yestin's arm and pulled him away, back towards the beach.
"We have to keep going!" Rhys muttered, head down. "We can't let him die for nought."
Ianto nodded solemnly and kept on, trying to bite back oncoming tears. Behind him, he could hear Yestin sobbing as he ran. The beach was only a couple of hundred yards away now, if he could just get to the beach, he would be able to find a boat and...
Oh shit.
"Hello Ianto," Dakota hissed, stepping out from behind the trees. "Going somewhere?"
He stopped dead and held out a hand to stop Yestin and Rhys.
"We're leaving Dakota," Ianto snapped angrily. "You're sick- the whole lot of you."
"It's the world that's sick Ianto..." Saeth replied, stepping out and approaching him. "We can heal it."
"I thought you wanted revenge..." Rhys demanded angrily, gripping Yestin's arm to prevent him from launching himself at Saeth. "Our friend just died because of you- is this all really worth it?"
"The dosage of RETCON needs increasing in civillian's blood," Dakota smiled at him sweetly. "Haven't you wondered why you're no longer feeling angry? It wears off...this seems like the logical place to develop it so that no longer happens."
"And as for revenge- this is far bigger than that now," Saeth put in. "We can control the world with this..."
"You sick bitches," Yestin snarled.
"Well, let's start with killing you then, shall we?" Dakota raised her gun, and Yestin shut his eyes as a shot was fired.
