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Post by streex on Apr 21, 2009 12:38:31 GMT -5
Desin leaned out of the window,examining the courtyard.It was a sight that few hoped to see,the re-animated corpses of men,women and children,moving up and down the darkened landscape.
Tick tock...there goes the clock..
Desin picked up his bat and placed the gas mask he had bought off of Ebay a year ago onto his head.Desin looked out of the eye hole on the old gothic door,making sure it was clear.
Nothing in sight...
Desin opened the door silently in a attempt not to evoke any unwanted attention. The fifth itself was as it had always been,the nastalgic decorations and carpet,the beige painted walls and the faint sound of classical music in the background.Desin moved towards the elevator slowly,checking his back every few seconds.
I hope it works...
Pressing the button to call the elevator,Desin leaned the bat against the wall,almost sure that he has safe.As he could hear the elevator approach his floor,a distant moan caught his ear.Seizing the time he had before the elevator reached its destination,Desin picked up the bat.
One of those freaks,no biggy..
As the elevator reached the fifth floor,Desin raised his bat in the classic swinging position.As the doors opened,it was evident that Desin had to work on his estimation skills,as four zombies exited the elevator.Desin took no time in swinging his bat into the closest zombie,a woman probably around her early twenties. The ''Zed'' fell into the wooden cabinet,bludgening its brain.Desin stepped back,ready to take the remaining zombies.
Bring it asshole..
The second Zed,a male this time launched itself on Desin,attempting to bite him on the wrist.Desin moved under the zombie,causing it to trip.The other two zombies moved towards Desin,there mouths wide with hunger.Desin walked back,drawing them away from the elevator.As soon as they were decent lengh away from the open doors of the elevator,Desin swirved around them,dashing into the elevator.Once inside,Desin hit B (Basement).Once down there he could reach the underground parking lot where he could hopefully get access to a functioning car.
Come on,close!
Three seconds passed before Desin could relax as the doors closed infront of him.The faint sound of elevator music playing in the background.
Fifth floor,fourth floor,third fl-
Suddenly the elevator came to an abrupt halt,something was wrong.
''For fucks sake!''Desin yelled,kicking the wall.
Desin looked around for a solution,after a failed attempt to pull open the doors open,he looked up,noticing a hatch on the elevators ceilling.
Guess the only way now is up..
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Post by streex on Apr 22, 2009 8:21:09 GMT -5
Desin pulled back the latch,clambering up into the shaft itself.Examining his enviroment,Desin took note of the dark void above him,the dangling wires that seemed to go on forever into the dark abyss.Desin got his footing into one of the gaps,the plan was to get up to the maintenence room where he would have a clear route down to the residential parking lot.
After a minute of struggling,Desin managed to work his way up three quarters of the way to his destination.It was too late to head back to the elevator now,a fall that high would break his legs.
Alright,just one more st-
Suddenly,disaster struck.It was Danny,the janitor...what was left of him anyway. The once old,chubby looking face of Danny was now a bubbling mess,his mouth out wide with exitement,gazing on ''its'' prey...which was evidently Desin.Lunging forward,the freakish zombie plunged forward into the shaft,attempting to clamber onto Desin..to no evale.Pulling himself up,Desin gazed down and the rotting corpse now lying on the roof of the elevator.
Poor Danny...
Reaching the maintenence room,Desin was now just a few flights of stairs before reaching the cars.
Alright,lets do this.
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Post by Zoey Black on Apr 22, 2009 9:26:23 GMT -5
Zoey remembered this place. She used to call them "The Flats" back in the day, back before Hell split in two, and all the death spilled out onto the streets like a George Romero movie in a grander scale. It was some kind of danse macabre that the creatures did, as they spilled onto the roads, and lunged at the closest available person, and like lions, and hyenas, they lunged for the throat of that person, and tore away a large piece of flesh, only with lions, and tigers, and bears (oh my), the reasons for attacking were simple: food, territory, or sex. But with the people eaters, they didn't need to eat. There was no biological need to eat. They just ate, and ate, and ate.
Like locusts without a purpose. Devouring everything in their path until nothing was left.
But, back to the flats. The Flats, as Zoey called them, was a multi-level Gothic structure. She recalled that at one time, she lived there, if only for a short time, before she and her father moved elsewhere.
It was a grand old building. It hadn't changed much (for the better, at least.) The halls were dark. Then again, even when the zombies were lurching around every corner, the halls were always dark, insufficient lighting. She remembers playing "Haunted Castle" with a few of the children that lived in the same building.
Normally, being the only girl, she was stuck playing the damsel in distress. How did that line go, oh yes. Help me, help, oh Knights in Shining Armor.
What a crock.
There she was, Zoey Black, traversing the darkened hallways, of a Gothic, castle-like building, in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, and the first things through her mind are Help me, help, oh Knights in Shining Armor? What in the hell was she thinking.
The windows that ran up and down that particular hall, many of them were broken, in an irregular pattern of broken, not, broken, broken, broken, not, half-open. The silky curtains that were hanging in front of the windows, the shattered ones anyway, blew forward, like the arms of the ghosts of Christmas whatever trying to reach out towards her.
Or like the silky skirt of the ballerina, sliding slowly through the air. Whatever, enough metaphor. The hall was dark. It was creepy. It was fairly cool, not cold. She had gotten used to it.
The ground was littered with broken glass in places, from when the windows had been shattered. And her thick heavy combat boots crunched on the glass as she held her P226 in front of her, from time to time she'd press up against the wall, look left,then right, then continue forward.
This place, were there any survivors here? She could only hope so.
Zoey stopped. She had reached the end of the hall, and the door that led to the adjacent hallway was in front of her. She had the cold doorknob grasped in her hand. And...she heard something. It was very slight at first, but now that she thought about it, it was getting louder. It was a kind of whimpering. Crying. Where was it coming from....She looked around. Not from that hallway.
She slowly opened the door and peeked. Hallway was clear. She slowly slid inside, shutting the door behind her as she began to walk, slowly, down this hallway as well. The farther she went down it,however, the louder the weeping got.
Room 247. It was coming from in there. She slowly edged, up against the wall, up to the door. Hesitantly, she reached out, grabbed the doorknob, and turned it. Not locked. The door slid open slowly as she checked the gun's safety was taken off, then she'd step in front of the door, not fully open.
Slowly, she pushed it open and peeked inside. There she was. A person, huddled near the corner. Hunched down, on their knees, near the corner of the room, their head bowed down, long hair. A woman. Weeping.
"Hello?" Person or not, she kept her gun trained on their head.
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Post by streex on Apr 22, 2009 13:32:18 GMT -5
Desin raced down the maintanence shaft untill reaching the second floor.Relising that it would most likely be a wise idea to search for supplies,Desin exited the maintanence corridor into the main hall.Row apon row of doors,each with its own dark,menacing look.
244,245,246,24-
Desin set his gaze on the woman with the gun,her eyes staring into the dark void that used to be someones home.
''You alright there Darlin'' Desin asked in his southern twang.
The woman didn't respond,Desin moved behind her,trying to see what exactly she was looking at.Then he heard it,a wale so bone chilling it would make the most hardened killer's spine tingle.Desin examined the silloet of the girl inside,her back arched,hands covering the face.
''Hmm..better see if she's okay..''
Desin moved to turn on the light switch.
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Post by Zoey Black on Apr 23, 2009 11:29:43 GMT -5
The woman, with her wails, did not turn. She did not stop to peek at whomever was talking to her. She just, hunched in her corner, weeping to herself, hiding her face in her hands, hiding her face with her hair, hi....wait. This sounded familiar. Zoey had heard something. She never did pay much attention to when the Men in Black spoke, but from time to time little bits of information sunk into her mind.
We have had a casualty today. Searching for survivors, we came upon a man. A man named Stephen Redford. Mr. Redford had been at the local swimming pool, hiding in the security office.
She hadn't cared then. Why should she? She had brought dozens of people to the Underground by herself. Not that she didnt care about the casualty, but, people died all the time, especially now.
Mr. Redford was being led from the pool, to the Underground, when he pulled away from the group. Reported he heard a woman. Mr. Redford found the source of the sound and...
What was it, what was the sound? She tried to remember, tried to think about it.
Crying. Weeping. The source of the crying and attempted to help the woman. He got close, turned his light onto her and this startled the woman. But it wasn't a woman. It was....
An infected! She then heard it. The man's voice,
''Hmm..better see if she's okay..'' Southern twang...
The light! She turned towards him, "Don't!" Too late. The lights didn't last long, only turned on, then immediately burned out with a sudden white flash, but it was enough for the creature in the corner to let out a scream and get off the ground.
"Shit!" She backed away, as the thing's claws were swung and missed her face by inches. She could feel the breeze , sweep her hair along. She staggered back, grabbed his arm and yanked him back with her, out of the room and yanking the door shut.
The clawed arm bursting through the wood as she fell backwards, atop him. Looking down at him. Well, not bad. She patted his chest, "Lets save this till we know each other better...." Little joke, check. She stood up and turned to the door. It wouldn't hold long. "Come on, lets go." She helped him up and began to run down the hall.
Why did it always go like this?
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Post by streex on Apr 23, 2009 12:12:38 GMT -5
Desin ran like any man would in a dire situation,looking back at the ''thing'' that resembled much like Penelopy,one of the flats residents.
''The maintanence stair case,Come on!''
The two ran took a sharp left,retreating back to the room in which led straight to the parking lot.As the duo entered through the fire door,Desin was quick to slam it shut,flicking the lock.Both Zoe and Desin stared at the door,hoping it would hold.After a few moments of silence,they heard it.A small tap at first,but then it grew.It was banging on the door.Soon dents emmerged,and it became evident that she was using her head to do the dirty work.
Oh god..here it comes..
After a a few large bangs,the ''thing's'' head came through,lashing out at Zoe and Desin.After a few moments of thinking,Desin picked up his bat and raised it as if he was judge jury and executioner,delivering three sharp blows to its head.Soon after the snapping jaw of the Zed fell silent,its head slumping down.
''Alright,lets get to the parking lot.'' Desin said softly,giving Zoe a re-assuring smile.
The two made there way down the stairs,not stopping at any floor.As they reached the basement,Desin opened the door revieling the dark cascade where the cars where being held.
''Gah...I can't see my car.''
''Unlock it,the light will give us a basic idea of where it is.''
Desin pressed the key,causing his car to flash for a brief moment..which revieled the task the duo was about to endure.As the light flashed,it became apparent that the basement was filled with thirty,mabey fourty zombies.Luckely the Zed's took no notice to them nor the car,continuing with there buissness.
Well this is just dandy...
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Post by Zoey Black on Apr 25, 2009 21:43:29 GMT -5
Well.....shit. The place was packed with them. Twenty, thirty, or maybe even more then that. But, even after the car had given that faint flash, they hadn't been noticed. Yet. They seemed preoccupied doing their own thing, whatever that was. Zoey never occupied her time thinking what it was that went through the mind of the infected. Because there was nothing there, nothing but the need to hunt, and kill, and feed.
But they had to get to the care, without being noticed. Without being killed, of course. Dying tended to put a damper on things. She looked around and saw something. A bottle. A forgotten, empty, beer bottle. She looked around, none of them had yet to notice them and she lifted it up. She tossed it in the air. The bottle spinning silently as she caught it.
She then motioned him to the car. She would distract them. She would choose the corner farthest from them, revved up her arm, then swung. The bottle flew from her hand, at an arc. It flew through the air, spinning and twirling, flying over the heads of the infected, not even alerting them to their presence.
The bottle flew, and flew, and flew, across the room, quite far. And then gravity began to take its effect on the trajectory, bringing it down slowly towards the Earth. And finally, quite some distance away, it struck the ground with a loud audible shatter of glass.
It was an immediate response, all of the monsters turned in that direction and with screeching, screaming, ran for where the bottle had landed. That was their chance! Zoey grabbed his hand and began to run for the car.
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Post by streex on Apr 26, 2009 9:04:01 GMT -5
Zoe and Desin moved towards the car as fast as they could,keeping within the shadows.As they reached the car,Desin took out the keys,fumbling with them as he tried to place them in the lock.As the doors opened,the duo entered the vehicle in a dash for freedom.
Alright..now lets get this thing rollin'
As Desin turned the ignition,the car began to come to life.Its lights in a blaze,the motor rumbling,it was as if Desin had just put on a show to get the Zeds' attention.Then it happened,only one of them at first,slowly turning its head in the direction of the car.As the hordes momentum grew,they began to rush the car,there jaws wide with anticipation.Desin hit the gas pedal,moving down the dark complex towards the exit.As they reached the gate,Desin reached for the key pad,attempting to open it up automatically.
''Come on!!!''
It was no good,electrical panel was fried,they had to figure out another way to get that thing open.Suddenly,they saw it...just a sound at first,but as they looked in the rear mirror it was evident.An infected unlike anything they had ever seen,large in scale,its build impecable...and it was heading towards them..
''What now?!'' Zoe yelled.
''We drive!'' Desin exclamed hitting the gas pedal,speeding towards the gate.As the car picked up speed,it was clear there was no going back.
Twenty....Thirty....Fourty!
''Shiiiiiiiiiiiit!'' The two yelled in tangem as the car sped towards the gate.As it hit,the hinges broke off the the side,causing it to de-attach from the wall,passing over head the vehicle.
Desin kept the car going at a steady pace down the road,they were out.But who or what had they left behind? Noone could say,it was now in the past.
''So...what should we do now?'' Desin asked Zoe,keeping his eyes on the road.
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Post by Zoey Black on Apr 29, 2009 11:30:38 GMT -5
The car tore through the gate, tearing the gate off the wall and sending it sliding across the asphalt, shooting sparks across the air as she peeked back behind them, into the darkness of the underground parking garage. That giant monster had just burst out, sending the undead people eaters flying through the air, many of them were killed by the screaming roaring monster.
"Go! Go Go Go!" Zoey shouted over to Desin. The thing ran onto the road, screaming and roaring, losing its footing as it slid across the slightly slick ground and smashed into a parked car, crushing the automobile under its large body. It wasn't dead but it wasn't moving.
"We need to get to the Underground." Zoey sighed, leaning back against the seat as she checked her gun, loaded. She'd put the safety on as she held her head. "Its an underground complex, its where the survivors went. Its connected to the surface by hidden doorways in particular underground parking garages. There's one in the parking garage three blocks from the hospital. I think thats a ten to fifteen minute drive from here."
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Post by streex on Apr 29, 2009 13:27:57 GMT -5
Desin nodded as he moved down the street,examining the carnage outside.Luckely for them the Zeds wernt fast enough to catch up to them.The blood stained streets,the corpses riddeled across the pavement.
''Looks like it will be another seven or so minutes from h-''
Suddenly,a ''thing'' had managed to land on the hood of the car.Its mouth gushing with blood,its eyes as black as a demons soul.
''Fuck sake!'' Desin yelled
The car swirved from side to side,the Zed bashing its free hand against the window.The car span out of control,the back of it hitting a fire hydrant.The Zed began to cause cracks in the window.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The window was close to shattering,one more sharply delivered hits would break it completely.The ghoul raised its hand,readiying itself to attack.
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