Snippet #1882933

Jenny, or Subject 0001-C as she had recently referred to herself, continued into the city's center, she did not know where she was, or understand the dangers around her. Some instinct of survival told her to avoid the creatures that actively fed upon the still human but she didn't understand why.

A couple of young men peddled as quick as their legs would carry them in her direction, and she stepped aside for them and stood partly in an alley near by as a dozen of the creatures quickly shambled after the bikers. Luck it would seem was on her side. She had managed to retain all four of her bullets, and none of the creatures had forced her to run. She wasn't sure if she would run from them, were they really dangerous or had she simply decided they were.

Waiting a moment she stepped back out into the street and proceeded to an unknown location. She was entirely unsure of where she was going, she wasn't acting on her instinct, more of she was just arbitrarily choosing to do things, because none of the choices made any difference. She did not know where she was, where anything was, or if this was what the entire world was like. Have things always been this way?

She told herself that it couldn't be, the humans still looked afraid and panicked, but not like prey animals. They were not used to this predator, they did not know how to survive as prey animals learn to do. This must be something new she thought to herself. The humans must be engaging the creatures for the first time, and the creatures were hunting new prey. She believed that it was possible for either side to win. How interesting it would be if she lived long enough to see it through.

She turned a corner to find one of the creatures walking out, it was abnormal. Its flesh was not as decayed but rather bulkier, it was expanding as the others rotted away. Unfortunate for her, she stepped backwards away from the beast as it followed after her. "So I'll die then?" She asked the beast in front of her, her arms still at her sides, her body relaxed and ignorant of the danger the bulky monstrosity posed to her. It raised its hands up into the air and she took a calm step to the side, narrowly avoiding its blow, not because it was faster, but because she somehow "felt" what it was about to do.

A gunshot rang out from the top of a building and the bulky creature's eye was missing, a bit of matter dripped from a hole it had gained on the other side of its skull. Jenny looked up to see a man on a roof top who had taken a very precise shot with a Remington. Jenny walked away from the beast and smiled to her savior on the roof tops. He turned his attention to another survivor under pursuit and fired a second shot, stopping the creature from getting its meal. He was a rooftop angel. He'll be dead very soon, Jenny thought to herself as she continued walking. The alleyway led to another street, this one looked nearly devoid of the creatures but there was a strange feel about it, something felt very wrong.