Past 3 - Deadly Bite

The situation tensed up. We were still handling the zombies which surrounded us. We could see the end of them. They stopped coming from the main entrance. Now it was only few of them left in the hall who were rushing up the stairs.

But I fired the gunshot to save Sheila which certainly attracted most of the zombies in this city to our base.

"So Raiden really did that." Toshi said it while cutting off the head of one zombie. "Can't blame him for doing that but now we are screwed." He slashed one more head. "Take out the goods, boys," he pointed towards the main entrance with his sword. "A insanely huge horde of these suckers will be coming at us." 

All the boys started going in and out from the rooms. Picking out the goods, killing the few zombies which came in their way.

"Prepare yourself everyone." Sheila said it as she moved forward from the door a little.

Darkness swept away as clouds shifted from the sky leaving the moon all open. It was directly above our heads and the hall of the chamber had no roof so the room became all bright all of a sudden.

We held big guns in our hands. Some were shotgun and hand gun but mostly Assualt Rifles. 

Sheila had thrown away her machete and had taken a hold of a gun. She looked up to me then gave a grim look. "You just wait, as soon as we are out of this hell I'm gonna kick your butt and throw you in jail for next two week." She turned away.

I stood behind her holding a gun in my right hand and machete in left. I felt responsible for whatever was going to happen now. But I was glad that Shelia was safe.

And then it began once again.

The awful sound of footsteps. So loud and clear. It almost reached our base. Ready to enter any second.

There were total 4 consecutive entrance in the wall ahead of us. No doors, it was just like a big window made into the wall. Each entrance having a distance of 10 feet with each other. 

They finally showed up. Running through the entrance a big horde came. We took our aim towards them then fired. Every single bullet fired by our gun hit their head. They kept on getting in and we kept shooting at them. Corpses of zombies fell down, the ones behind them stumbled over but kept rushing. 

The sound our guns made was even more louder than the gunshot I fired before but without these guns we wouldn't survive this attack.

Zombies, still running through the entrance. The front wall, where the entrance was, cracked a little. Then a little more, then it bursted out. It was the sudden wave of zombies who clashed against the wall, breaking it to pieces. The 4 small entrances became a big and wide entrance from where the flood of zombies came. 

It was really like a flood. Zombies sprinting, pushing, running over each other to get their prey first. They ran faster than any normal human. That view was frightening.

We fired, reloaded, again fired. This cycle kept going for a long amount of time. We also had a large amount of supplies. But in the time period when we reloaded they decreased the distance. The time period for reload was only 3 seconds but they covered a great distance in that short time.

Before we even knew they reached the staircase. We anticipated their rush only from the staircase but they climbed from the side, from the railing. The amount of zombies were insanely huge, so much large that they climbed over each other when they clashed against the wall attached to the staircase. 

That was unexpected for us. We shifted our aim from the staircase to the railing then started shooting the incoming zombies. Every time we reloaded they closed the gap. Little by little they covered some distance. 

A loud scream was heard behind me and Sheila. A high pitched scream probably of a child. 

"Go!" Toshi screamed from the other side. "We will take care of things here." We barely heard him in this noisy environment of gunfires but we would have done that even if Toshi wouldn't have screamed.

Sheila and me opened the left door then made a move inside completely shutting the door behind our back. All the gunshots distracted zombies from coming inside.

Inside the left door, there was a long and straight hallway but not very wide. It gave a opening to three different doors in the right side, all there of them were closed.

We directly moved towards the second door in which all the children were supposed to hide.

Upon opening the door we saw the most bizzare and heartbreaking view of our life. That view was just too cruel. This was the last thing we wanted not to happen. 

All the children were dead. Zombies chewing on their dead body. Taking big bites of flesh from their small body. Each and every body was torn apart as multiple zombies feasted upon each body.

That room was full of blood. A broken window. And the most frightening thing among all was, a zombie standing right in front of us at some distance holding a girl's head by her big hairs, no sign of girl's body.

He threw the head towards our feet. I was completely shocked at that moment but another thing happened which made my mind go crazy. The zombie made a fist out of his hands. He stood in front of us like a wrestler, both fists in air, right one a little upwards.

I couldn't process my mind, it all looked so weird first that zombie second the other zombies which didn't even bother looking at us even we made some noise while opening the door. 

Sheila was as shocked as I was but the anger of all children's death took over her. 

She raised her hand firing the bullets towards that zombie.

He ran towards right, completely dodging all the bullets. He took a big push after hitting the right wall, moving straight towards us dodging all the bullets. Her magazine went empt and a punch came straight in her stomach. The force of the punch was too powerful that Sheila hit the wall behind her. 

The mysterious zombie gave a weird growl behind to all the other zombies. They all stood up leaving their juicy feast and ran towards us. 

I snapped out from my surprised mind. Seeing Sheila on the ground, half unconscious and zombies coming at us. I moved back, away from the mysterious zombie, towards Sheila. I prepared my gun then started shooting the incoming zombies. In the meantime the mysterious zombie moved ahead, towards me, with his fist tightened up ready to punch me on my head. 

He reached me, landed a punch right towards my face. I blocked it with my machete. The sharp edge of machete went inside the zombies fist. I applied force, pushing it more deeper and then a slash. His right arm, below elbow, split into two. I had already pulled back the machete. 

I shot the last three remaining zombies which were coming towards me. 

I saw a kick coming at me. I again put my machete forward in the direction where his kick came from. 

Slash 

Because of his high speed, I cut his right leg so easily. Now he stood still on his left leg. 

I put my gun right at his face. And it was inevitable for him to dodge the bullet at this close distance. 

I saw a sudden moment behind him. It was Sheila, she was on her feet. My eyes shifted a little on her.

But that shift of eyes gave him a little opening. He made a dash backwards by pushing the floor. I pulled the trigger out of sudden reaction but bullets passed a few centimeters above him. My magazine went empty. I threw my gun aside and made a run towards Sheila with my machete. 

Sheila, a little unconscious but ready to take action. She tried shifting to the left side, away from the chase of the zombie. But he was just too fast. 

He reached behind her, slipping under her right arm and grabbed it.

My heart dropped a beat. I put every strength of my body in my legs, trying my best to push the floor with more force. Machete in my left hand pointing towards his skull.

Tip of my machete almost reached his skull.

But it all felt meaningless as I saw the splatters of blood running down from her right shoulder. 

She had been bitten.