Chapter 2 - Guilty

Day 1 - Mario's pespective

Survivor 1 : "DAMN IT! KEEP THEM AWAY FROM THE RESTAURANT!"

As my group load their bullets on them, I'm trying my best to keep Joyce's bite wounds from bleeding out.

Fox is sitting beside me, giving morale support to her to stay alive.

Fox : "Please don't leave me, I don't know what to do if your gone."

Mario : "Give me that antibiotic, hurry!"

Fox handed me the bottle of antibiotic as quick as she could. I applied it on Joyce's still-bleeding wound, hoping it'll stop overtime.

Survivor 1 : " WE CAN'T HOLD THEM MUCH LONGER! MAKE IT QUICK DOC!"

I can't concentrate like this. We need to retreat, now.

Mario : "Let's get out of here guys!"

Fox : "But my sister..."

Mario : "Don't worry about her. Just help me lift her up to that serving trolley."

I pushed Joyce out of the kitchen and to the backyard in haste.

Survivor 2 : "GAHH! GET HIM OF- AHHHH!"

Survivor 1 : "TAYLOR!"

Survivor 3 : "FOX, GRAB THIS! WE'LL HOLD THEM OFF FOR YOU GUYS!"

Survivor 1 : "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW FRED!?"

Fox : "I'M NOT LEAVING YOU GUYS BEHIND!"

Survivor 3 : "JUST MOVE IT!"

He threw his bag into the kitchen from the dining area and slams the door behind us.

Fox : "ADAM! FRED!"

Mario : "C'mon, Fox. We gotta go, for our own sakes as well."

Fox picked up the bag and followed me from behind. We've run through a horde of zombies that's breaking a wooden door and escaped onto the empty street as Joyce's blood trails behind us. Gunshots from that restaurant is slowly fading from fast paced to nothing.

We've stopped beside the police station just across the street. I resumed my treatment on Joyce but to be rejected by her.

Joyce : "It's... no use, I can't... hold this..."

"Just sit still, Joyce. I can still do this."

"Tell... Jose... phine I... i..."

Her grip loosens and she released my hand. That... didn't just happened. Did it? I... I've just lead the group into a death trap and failed to save Joyce. Is this just a nightmare?

Fox rushed towards her sister, calling for her name as tears roll down her cheeks. This isn't happening... this isn't happening...

Fox : "MARIO YOUR A FUCKING ASSHOLE!"

This isn't happening... this isn't...

Fox : "IF IT ISN'T FOR YOUR BRILLIANT IDEA TO RUNMAGE A FUCKING WRECKED RESTAURANT, OUR FRIENDS WOULD BE STILL STANDING!"

This isn't happening... this isn't happening...

Fox : "ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!?"

Fox pushes me off balance and pushes Joyce away from me.

I.. I'm sorry, Fox...

To be continued...