Chapter 37 - Everyday police station (2)

— " Okay, let's try carefully "— approximately imagining how the door lock works, I tried to mentally scroll the bolt, that is, the lock detail that slides out towards the door frame after turning the key. There were several of these crossbars themselves and they were located around the perimeter of the door for better security. I concentrated hard enough and in less than a second I heard the first click, marking one removed bolt. Just without relaxing, I began to remove them one by one, until the door opened... and an infected policeman came out at me with a bellow.

His right side of his face and torso was pierced by many shards of glass, apparently there was not a weak scuffle inside. But he had not gone a few steps towards me when he fell with his head turned one hundred and eighty degrees... what surprised me was that he continued to mumble and even try to get up somehow.

—" Either you are becoming more resilient, or you just needed to be stronger. "— I muttered, and this time I turned his head all three hundred and sixty degrees, and after that he was in no hurry to get up and mumble.

Inside on the stairs there were a couple more dead law enforcement officers, that is, just that dead and partially gnawed. And judging by the fact that the doors on the stairs were closed on both sides, and there were bottles of water and a pistol without cartridges on the steps, then someone was trying to survive here, but he was unlucky.

—" Apparently everything is very bad." — there was a big mess inside the station, and bodies were lying on the floor. Some of them belonged to the police, others to ordinary residents. The doors leading to the main hall were closed and sealed with furniture. Just looking at what is happening, you can easily restore the picture of what happened, for sure the police tried to save everyone they could and it was a big mistake. Now I was in the east wing of the building and the department where the weapons were stored was located quite close.

— "A-r-r"— howled one of the infected as soon as I walked into the corridor. There were quite a lot of infected people in the corridors, but the corridors were separated by a door, so about six infected people headed in my direction, who came to the station for help, and eventually became... like this. I didn't bother too much and just wrung their necks again, and at that time I was looking for some kind of weapon with my eyes. Just meeting survivors without weapons would look too suspicious.

"Bhm"

Another shot from a revolver sounded, and after that and shots from a shotgun, most likely it was him. In addition, I clearly heard the screams of people from the dining room. Just at that time I discovered a telescopic baton, so, pulling it to me, I went to the dining room and on the way I broke the necks of the infected, and the last one was hit with a baton... and just smashed his head, which turned out to be a very unexpected consequence for me.

—" I just want to get out of here, do you hear?" — someone's frightened male voice sounded from the dining room. The door was slightly ajar and littered with tables and chairs. — "I'm tired of sitting in the dining room waiting for a miracle, waiting for the military! So there are also inveterate criminals here with us, some of them who hid with food and keys to the armory!"

— "I understand your fears, but you need to hold on ..." — a familiar voice sounded to me. It belonged to Rei's mother.

— "Stick to what?! My daughter is already dead. I saw her turn into a monster and attack her friend! And you're telling me to keep holding on?" — the same voice shouted. —" I'm tired of being afraid... of these creatures outside a dime a dozen, so what's the point of sitting here like rats waiting for a miracle?"

— "We are trying to contact other groups of survivors and have already established contact with three of them, and one of them is organized by my friends, so there is no need to cause panic." — It was already the voice of Tadashi Miyamoto, Rei's father.

— "These are all words, but what is in fact? Only this crazy one feels good, and that's for obvious reasons."

—"I can actually hear you, and I'm not crazy. I pray to God that God will save our souls, even someone like you. After all, everyone is worthy of salvation in such dark times ..." — the voice of a woman over thirty sounded.

—"How long are we going to be here? And how soon will we run out of food, or will those bandits come? They could have found the weapon already… what will they do to us? After all, we have children with us." — this time it was some other woman who said it.

In addition to the voices of people, it was still clearly heard as if something was beating on the door, apparently quite a lot of infected people had gathered in the corridor from the other side, and, as I see, they cannot keep silence.

— "Calm down and stop making a fuss with which you attract the changed." — some rude voice shushed him.

— "You're one of those criminals... so you'd go to them."

— "What did you say?!"

—"N-nothing." — the guy backed down.

Meanwhile, I had already come close to the door and knocked, which undoubtedly caused a reaction.

—"Hey, Miyamoto-san, it's me Felix." — I said.

— "Felix? Have you already come to help us?" — he was immediately delighted.

— "Not really... I actually came here to take the car and go to the mansion where the survivors gathered. I didn't think you were still here."

— "Is Rei with you? We couldn't get through to her yesterday, at one point it was as if the whole connection had collapsed and only the secure connection was working. So wait now we will dismantle the barricade and open the door." — he said and really started to clear the tables from the door.

— "Hey, wait, what if there are these monsters? And we'll let them in?" — someone hurried to stop him.

— "Felix, are there these... altered ones next to you?" — the detective asked me a question.

— "No, everyone who was already more will not get up. Although there are a lot of them in the next corridor, and they are trying to get through the barricades."

—" Yes... it was we who tried to close the corridors yesterday on the orders of the authorities, but in the end, due to the number of changes, we had to hide in the dining room. "— he said. —" You're alone, and where are the others?"

—" We split up yesterday due to some circumstances... why haven't you gone to the underground parking and left yet?" — I asked my question.

— "Do you think we haven't tried? But between us and the parking lot, consider half of the station in which there are a lot of these... changed or whatever they are there. We fought off the first waves, but after the cartridges began to run out, and most of the employees joined these walkers. Even my boss suffered this fate... God, what is happening to this world. And then a couple of former prisoners who were sitting here in a cell rebelled, they killed three of my colleagues and disappeared with a supply of food and a key in the arsenal. Several shots were heard from that part of the site, and we also shot to let them know that we were also armed." — he told and cleaned the last table after which he already opened the door. —" Is that you... " — he pointed to a couple of infected.

— "Yes. Who has the key to parking and official cars?"

—" Do you still want to go to the parking lot? Felix, I just said that there are a lot of these creatures there and we are unlikely to cope without weapons."

— "The husby is right, and we don't want to endanger people." — his wife has already said, who greeted me with a tired smile.

—" You guys can hardly cope, but I have my own ways..." — I just said, as the shot of the far part of the station sounded again, apparently these are the same criminals.

— "D-daddy are we going to die?" — a girl about ten years old asked her father with a sad look.

— "They decided to come to us. " — Kiriko Miyamoto said with a serious look.

— "...god will save our souls and protect his stupid lambs. "— it was heard from a woman who was sitting on a jacket spread on the floor and praying.

—" So we need to show that we are not happy with them. After all, your friend cleared the way, if anything, we can get out." — one of the policemen nodded towards the corridor from where I came. — "I even felt ashamed that we decided to close ourselves, and the guy coped."

—"He's Busujima's disciple, so it's not surprising. " — Miyamoto chuckled.