Snippet #1759336

Alexander Greenhom
Day 6
Downtown – Hotel Staircase and Lobby

Search. Find, take. Find, take. Pillage, loot!

It wasn’t as simple as it sounded.

As he was walking down the stairs, Alex could hear moans below him. He slowly drew his knife, just in case. As he reached the second floor he noticed broken glass all over the floor. It was from the fire axe case, which read: IN CASE OF FIRE BREAK GLASS. Cursing his luck, Alex carefully made his way over the glass. Managing to not impale his feet on the shards, he inspected the case, as if expecting to find something of use.

Obviously finding nothing, Alex hoped that whoever got to the axe first made damn sure they used it. After getting back to the stairs, and to the first floor, Alex noticed something. It was a faint noise. It sounded like……Elvis? The distinctly recognizable voice became louder as he opened the door. It was a CD player, set on repeat (Alex assumed, how else would it have gone on for this long), playing the King’s music.

Alex laughed. Just simply laughed. He’d always loved Elvis, and now to hear him amongst the moans of the zombies seemed comical. There were two of the monsters shambling in the lobby. They heard his laughter, and turned to him. Noticing this, Alex slowly made his way around them until he caught of glimpse of something bright red lying on the floor. It was the fire axe.

Granted, the axe was in the clenched hands of a disemboweled and half eaten bellboy, but so what? At least he was dead, and not trying to eat him. Unfortunately for him, there was a zombie in the way. Gripping the knife, Alex slowly circled the zombie, trying to get around it to grab the axe.

Suddenly, it lunged at him. Alex was about five feet away from the ghoul, which gave him enough time to duck away to the side. The zombie lurched forward. Realizing his opportunity, Alex took the knife, grabbed the zombie by the back of the throat (before it could turn around) and plunged the knife deep into the easiest way to the brain; the temple. Alex let the knife go as the monster fell to the floor. Breathing heavily, Alex warily watched the other creature at the other end of the room.

Search. Find, take. Find, take. Pillage, loot!

It wasn’t as simple as it sounded.

Alex picked up the fire axe from the dead bellboy. He twirled it slowly in his hands, looking for any imperfections. Finding none, he held it up as he approached the other zombie.

Elvis’ “Let me be your Teddy Bear” had changed to “Stuck on You”. The zombie had a limp, and moved slower than its previous comrade. Slowly circling it, Alex moved slightly faster than it could (or would) turn. When he got behind it, he raised the axe and chopped the zombie in the neck. The axe got stuck, and its neck was still attached. The force needed to chop someone’s head off was no petty amount. Alex un-wedged the axe, and chopped it again, all while circling it. He repeated the process until the head finally came on.

Alex was tired from this, so after he finished off the head. (It was still snapping until he put a knife {recovered from the other zombie through an exhausting tug o’ war match with it’s brain} through it’s temple as well.) Alex rested behind the counter.

He listened to Elvis sing a final “ ’cause I’m, Unh, unh, stuck on to you.”.