"I'm so hungry." Roselyn moaned.
We had ran out of food a few days back and we were unlucky each time we tried to search for something to eat. Even a handful of berries couldn't ease off the pain in our stomachs.
"I guess we'll have to hunt for something, or search further, for a house."
The sun was up at its peak. Chilly breeze had us shaking, our skin alive with goose-bumps.
It was spookily quiet.
"We need to get off the road and search the forest for food." I explained.
She yawned and nodded sleepily.
"Can we find a place to rest? We haven't stopped for a day."
I agreed, my legs were also slow and tried. I just needed to sit down.
Our clothes were dry and crisp with blood. At first, it smelt bloody awful, but over a few days, I got used to it. My hair was wet with sweat and I tried my best to keep it out of my eyes.
Roselyn watched and smiled, as I pulled it back.
"Here." She gave me a hairband.
I took it gratefully and tied my long hair up.
We walked off the road and into the woods. It was shady and silent in there, except the occasional bird noise.
"Keep your knife out, just to be safe."
"Safe" she laughed, "I don't even know what it means to be safe."
I wanted to tell her that it was her idea to leave, but I kept it back. She didn't need to hear it.
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We walked side by side, constantly checking around us for movement and sound.
"There" Roselyn whispered and nodded to a undead, sitting against a tree stomp.
She charged at it and dived her dagger straight into the top of its forehead. It groaned and tried to grab her arm, I kicked it away as she pushed her weapon in deeper. It suddenly paused, it's arm dropped and hung limply.
"Come on."
We carried on down the path.
Roselyn wiped the blood off on her jeans. She looked happy all of a sudden. I hadn't seen her so joyful for a long time.
"What?" I asked her, as she shook her head.
"I just feel free."
I stopped and stared at her. Was she crazy?
"You're joking, right?"
She smiled once again and told me she wasn't.
"You're tried, that's all. Let's find a place to rest."
Up ahead, there was an opening. We sped up our pace, hoping to find something, but it was only a clear meadow. Full of weeds and the sound of grasshoppers.
I sighed and sat down on the grass. Thorns and nettles pricked my hands, but I sat restfully, thankful for the peace.
"Isaac. Isaac." Roselyn hissed, sounding worried.
I turned round and asked her what she wanted.
"Isaac, we have to go. Now, come on."
I looked at her alarmed face.
"What?"
Behind me, I could hear movement.
I stared into her worried eyes and suddenly realised what she was seeing.
Roselyn grabbed my hand and together we ran back into the woods.
I turned round to see that they were following us. The biggest group of undead, I had ever come across. Over seventy were chasing us, each growling in hungry. Their rotting teeth shining in their drooping gummy jaws.
Roselyn pulled me along. In the corner of my eye, I noticed she had her dagger ready in her palm.
We charged ahead, jumping over dead trees and fallen branches. To my horror, they were catching up, I could hear them gaining on us.
Running back to the road, we charged for our life, praying they wouldn't trap us.
"Shit. Shit." Roselyn shouted as she nearly tripped over a branch.
"We need to get out of here, quick." I yelled over the screaming of the undead.
One tried to grab my arm but I pushed it away. Another pulled on my jacket. I screamed out for Roselyn to run as another held onto my shoulder.
"Get off! Get off!" I shrieked.
A hand found it's way round my neck and managed to tug it back. I struggled to pull away, as I felt a hot breath on my cheek.
"Isaac!" Roselyn screamed.
She kicked one undead away. After stabbing the undead on my neck, she grabbed my hand and guided me away.
We failed to get anywhere, they were surrounding us. I stabbed one the head and used it as a shield. Many tried to bite me, but I pushed them off with the body.
Roselyn begun to cry as she pulled her dagger out of one and plunged it into another.
We were going to die. Bloody hell, I didn't want to die this way.
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We kept pushing, but it was no use. They were strong and we were tired.
"Isaac!" Roselyn shouted, pointing to a figure in the distance.
I paused in shock as a large horse could be seen coming towards us, and there was someone riding upon it.
All of a sudden, a undead jumped onto my back. I twirled, trying to get it off. Swinging my sword round, I pushed it behind me, catching it, I pushed it off.
A giant blade swung down, chopping off a dozen undead's heads as it went.
The horse charged through the crowd and bulldozed the bodies down.
A dark woman holding a giant sword, sat directing the horse out.
"Run!" She bellowed, twirling her weapon.
We followed her, dodging the hands of undead. I grabbed Roselyn's arm and together we ran.
The woman on the horse, swooped down, guillotining the heads of undead below.
Roselyn screamed as one pulled on her arm. I knifed it in the neck and pushed it back. My knife going with it.
The woman directed us out the wood onto the road. She turned right and carried on. Roselyn started to slow down. I looked round to find that her arm was bloody.
"What the fuck?" I screamed.
She looked up at me and told me to leave.
I ignored her and just kept running. Roselyn begun pulling, she was crying and refusing to go on.
"Leave me Isaac, it's too late. Save yourself. Run"
She pushed me away, her hand slipped out of mine. The undead caught up and dragged her down. I screamed out her name, but she was gone.
Hot tears streamed down my cheeks. She was dead. She was dead and it was all my fault.
"Kid, come on. We has to go." The woman yelled.
She reached down and pulled on my jacket.
"Get up. Get up!" She ordered, pulling sharply.
I couldn't bare to look at them ripping her body apart.
She helped me up onto the saddle, and together we galloped away. Leaving Roselyn behind.