I sit In my car looking at myself In the mirror. This Is bad I'm already not looking good. There's dark patches under my eyes. I look towards the pharmacy entrance. It looks quiet but I'm not sure what could be Inside. Turning to look at the little girl In the passenger seat. I wiped the wound with alcohol wipes and bandaged It but I don't think that's enough. She needs stitches. And antibiotics. I've parked the car In this alley way so I think Its out of sight of scavengers. I grip my steering wheel tight.
"Ok"
I get out of my car bringing my shotgun with me. I walk towards the entrance and look behind me to see the unconscious child In my car. I fucked up so bad
The walk there Is uncomfortably quiet. Trash blows across the road In the wind. Newspapers from when this all started scatter the streets. People used to live here but now Its nothing but the Infected and the few rotten people savage enough to survive here. Suddenly I see a figure rush out of an alley. I aim my gun, get on one knee and aim at them. Its an Infected. Looks like a boy around 15 years old. His clothes are damaged and dirty. He chases after a rat before snatching It off the street. The rat only has time to let out a horrified screech before It Is silenced by the boy chowing down on his meal. I sling my shotgun back over my shoulder as I sneak towards him. The closer I get the more awful his chewing and gargling becomes. And the more potent his awful stench. I see a brick towards my feet. As I pick It up It makes a small noise as It drags against the pavement slightly. The boy stops feasting and raises his head. Fuck fuck fuck. Before Ignoring the noise and returning to his usual rat eating activities. I stand up and slam the brick against the boys skull. The brick obliterating In my hand which hurt a lot. I wince In pain as the boy falls forward and starts seizing out. I walk up to him and start stomping his skull. Once. Twice. I lose count. But I stop when the boys head bursts open like a watermelon. And the heel of my shoe mashes his brains against the ground. Cant underestimate these things. I already fell for that once. Grabbing the cold metal door handle I pull It. The door screeches slightly as I cringe from the noise It makes. I look around and see nothing. I go Inside the dark pharmacy. I close the door behind me and begin to walk through the near empty shelves. The only things that I can see are band aids and a few boxes of anti acids. I find where the suture kits should be and find the shelf empty. "Fuck. FUCK!" I kick the shelf over and It hits the ground with a metallic thump. On the ground under where the shelf used to be I see a box covered In dust. I crouch down and start to wipe away the thick coating of dust. the box reads. Suture kit. My eyes light up as I open my backpack and slide the box Inside. The door swings open violently and I see men begin to stroll In. "Wehehell. Just who Is this?" Says the man standing In the middle. He stands frighteningly tall and has a muscular build. 2 other men stand either side of him. The one on the left holds a hammer and the one on the right holds a 2x4. The one on the left speaks.
"Looks like some country fag. Ran out of their own supplies so they Infested our town to pick us dry!" I sling my shot gun from my shoulder and aim It at them.
"Get back and fuck off or I swear to god ill paint the fucking walls with you!"
The men begin to step back as I hear footsteps coming from my right. Fast. I quickly turn and see a man with a meat cleaver charging at me. I fire at him and his skull explodes sending chunks and blood everywhere. His lifeless body slams Into me and knocks me to the ground. "Now! Get him now!" I hear one of them say before I feel someone grab my gun and start to try and yank It from my grip. I hold on tight and I get dragged across the floor. One of the other men grabs my gun also to try and help get It out of my grasp. The 3rd man begins to start beating me In the stomach with a 2x4. The air Is knocked out of me as my grip finally slips from the gun and I drop to my hands and knees. I desperately scramble to my feet and begin to start limping away as fast as I can. I hear a shot go off as I see a chunk blown off of the wall In front of me. I quickly turn left to hide amongst the shelves. As I shamble down the aisles trying to catch my breath I hear someone running behind me. The man with the 2x4 swings his weapon across my face causing blood to spurt from my nose and mouth. He swings his weapon back for an over head strike but I ball up my fist and throw a punch directly Into his throat. I see his eyes open wide as he begins to cough and wraps his hands around his throat. I grab around the collar of his shirt and headbutt him In the nose. I feel It break against my skull as blood squirts onto my forehead. I hear someone behind me and turn around to see the large man aiming my shot gun at me. I let out a panicked gasp. Before spinning the man around to put him between me and the gun. I hear It go off again. As the shot hits the man I am holding and we are both knocked to the floor. I hear the men curse having just accidentally shot their friend. I get up and quickly run out from the aisles and back to the main checkout area. I see the large man emerge pointing my gun at me. That gun only holds 3 shells. I charge at the man as he aims and presumably tries to fire again before I grab the barrel and the stock and start to try and get It out of his grip. I don't feel It budge at all so I push the gun forward Into his nose. I hear a crunch as It connects. Out of the corner of my eye I see the man with the hammer running towards me from my right ready to bring his hammer down on my head. I lean my head back last second and dodge It before quickly ramming the stock Into his face. Knocking him down. The large man I am trying to get the gun from then puts his boot against my chest and pushes me off of the gun. I slide across the floor as I quickly get up about the same time the man with the hammer does. I step back as he runs to stand with his friend. The man with the hammer raises his weapon.
"F-Fuck you man! We need these supplies!"
The large man puts his hand behind his shoulder and pulls out a metal baseball bat. He holds It tightly In both hands and cracks his neck.
"You ready to die? This stuff Is ours"
I spit out blood before raising my fists. "You wont be alive to use It"
The man with the hammer screams and charges me. He swings his hammer as I duck underneath him and grab his arm. I stomp on the back of his knee bringing him to the ground. He lets out a scream of pain as the man with the bat runs towards me. He's about to swing his bat before I kick him In the testicles and he drops to the floor gasping for air. I grab the hammer out of the mans hand and ready a swing. He whimpers "Wait" Crunch I smash his head In with the hammer. He goes limp and falls to the ground. I advance on the large man still on his hands and knees. Hammer In hand. Before he screams with rage and runs Into me, wraps his arms around my waist, and lifts me off the ground. He charges Into a wall and slams me against It. He puts his hands around my neck and begins to choke me. Still lifting me off of the ground. I begin to slam the hammer down onto his head. I see blood start to drip from his head down to his brow as he winces In pain and throws me over his shoulder down to the ground. I begin to crawl back as he picks up his bat and begins to walk towards me. I throw my hammer at him which causes him to shield his face. It bounces off of his shoulder and does little to no damage but It gives me time to get up and step to the left just as he swings his bat down onto the ground. The floor cracks under the pressure of the blow. I run at him and kick him In the side of the head. He falls onto his side and I quickly grab his bat. Just as he gets on his hands and knees and begins to charge me again. I swing the bat and beat It across the side of his head. The metal bat makes a Dink noise as the man falls onto his back. Blood covering the side of his face. I raise the bat to finish the job as I start coughing. I begin coughing faster than I can breath. My throat Is dry and my vision begins to blur. Oh god this is the infection. I hunch over before falling to the side. I pass out.
I wake up standing In my old house.
"So what do you think?" My wife says as she gestures to the crib in the corner of the room. The walls are freshly painted blue. My wife stands there holding a paint brush. Her hands and pants are stained with the bright blue paint. She's beautiful. Her blonde hair. Her figure. All of It is perfect. I snap out of It. "Yeah it looks good"
She pauses before shaking her head. "No"
"What?"
"The crib should be against this wall. if he's in the corner he wont get much natural light"
"I'm sure he wont mind" I chuckle
"Well I do. Quit standing there daydreaming like a weirdo and come help me move It"
My vision goes blurry. Wait no I don't want to leave!
I wake up on the cold floor of the drugstore. Before my eyes can adjust the man I was fighting before throws himself on top of me
"ILL KILL YOU!!! ILL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!" He says through his teeth before he plunges a knife down towards my chest. I catch It just in time with both of my hands and push it away. The man responds by putting his other hand on the handle of the knife and pushing down. The knife quickly lowers to being meer millimetres from piercing my chest. I focus all my strength on keeping the knife away but the man is stronger and has an advantage. He leans his body towards me bringing the knife down harder. The tip of the knife now touching my shirt. Suddenly I hear the man scream as blood pours onto my face. I look at the man and see an infected sinking her teeth into the mans neck. He gets off of me as I crawl back. He stands there with a small infected woman riding on his back. I look past them and see other infected coming through the door. I run towards the checkout and slide over the counter. I turn and see the room flooding with infected. The man throws the woman off of his back and begins to run away from the infected who are all after him. I look up and see the metal shutters. What fucking luck. I jump up and grab the handle as the shutters slide down and slam against the counter. I lock them in place just as the man slams against the shutters and tries to lift them up.
"OPEN THE SHUTTERS NOW!!!"
I see a horde of infected rushing towards him.
He bangs against the shutters. "OPEN THE FUCKING SHUTTERS!"
The horde then reach him. They quickly surround him and push against the shutters making them bulge. They begin to devour the man as I see chunks of flesh get ripped off of his cheeks, forehead, and shoulders. My jaw drops and I stumble back as I watch his nose get bitten clean off. If he was screaming. I could not hear it through the sounds of the countless infected feast on him. I step back and turn around. There's a staff door I can leave through. I turn back around and begin searching the counter for medical supplies. I stuff my pack with bandages and a bottle of disinfectant. I grab a bottle of pills and read It. Pain killers. The girl will need these. I zip up my bag and begin walking towards the door when I turn and see the bathroom. I decide to go into the bathroom to take a look in the mirror. I run my hand across the wall to find a light switch when I finally find it. As my eyes adjust I look in the mirror. My face is much more pale than usual. My hair seems thinner too. I run my hand through my hair and look at my hand. I hold multiple hairs as my eyes widen at the sight. I look in the mirror and look deep into my eyes. Bloodshot. "Jesus" I check my watch. I have around 88 hours left. "Its already that bad?" I leave the bathroom and quickly rush through the exit. Trying not to attract any infected as I get back to my car. I look at the little girl in the seat who's only half conscious.
"Alright. Lets get you fixed up"
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