Snippet #2231075

The lights flickered on just as Darcy pulled into the underground parking of the apartment complex. It wasn't much to look at from the outside having been converted from old factory buildings or something but the inside she knew would be pure luxury.

The huge parking garage could probably hold up to twenty cars but every single parking space was empty. This didn't surprise Darcy; most people who could afford to live here would have up and left as soon as the infection hit and the rest were probably long dead.

She was so tired, her feet her, her head hurt everything hurt. This pregnancy was taking way more of a toll on her then she could ever imagine, physically and emotionally. Who would have thought this would be the hard part. Wasn't that suppose to come after? She just couldn't wait to get up to the top floor have a long over due shower and go to sleep in a proper bed with clean sheets, a mattress and covers.

Getting out of the car, Darcy swung her backpack over her shoulder, gun in hand. Popping the trunk open she pulled out her duffel bag and the bag containing her mom's stuff.

“Hey! Watch it!” Belinda cried as she stepped out of the Porsche “That's got my things in it you know!”

Darcy didn't particularly care as she purposefully kicked the bag towards her mother.

“Sometime Dracinda I think . . .” Belinda began angrily as she droned on.

Darcy stopped listening after the first few words . . . but it wasn't for the first time due to the unceasing chatter that came out of her mothers mouth, it was because she heard something.

Something very subtle . . . but she had become used to the subtle but deadly.

“Shut up mother.” She said flatly dropping her backpack to the ground silently as she scanned the emptiness. The lights were automatic and energy saving and were only on where they stood and moved. The four corners that surrounded were clothed in darkness.

Pulse steady, gun raised and at the ready, Darcy scanned the peripheral. She just had to wait to see which corner the lights flickered on from first.

“Shut up?!” Belinda carried on full steam “I don't know what you think of yourself Dracinda Katherine Morgan but I'm still your mother and if you-”

Flash! The right corner! The lights switched on a millisecond after a venomous growl split the air.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Darcy turned quickly and fired three consecutive shots at the creature running towards them fast.

“Fuck!” The shots had only stunned the green monstrosity. As it shook it's head and began forward again. It was a big hulking thing, the likes of which Darcy had never seen before, with webbed fingers and feet. How was that even possible?!

“Get the other gun out of my pack.” Darcy shouted over to her mom.

The beast growled angrily showing sharp Piranha teeth. That thing was so fucked up and it was racing towards her.

“Move!” Darcy shouted pushing Belinda out of the way of the Walker as she backed up towards the elevator and punched the button. The doors didn't open but the digital sign above the doors showed it was coming down. “Son of a bitch!”

Darcy fired continuously. Fuck! She couldn't get a clear shot to the head or the heart. The gun clicked, Darcy looked down, panic running through her cold. No! Empty . . . and the bullets in her backpack. The weapon slipped from her hands and clattered on the ground. She looked up dazed, the Zombie was almost upon her. She was going to die! The thought running through her mind as she backup against the cold metal doors of the elevator.

“Dracinda!” Darcy's head turned towards the direction of her mothers voice. “Here!” Belinda said as she threw the .40 semi-automatic across the space.

Darcy caught it just as the doors dinged open and she crashed back onto the floor of the elevator. The bulging creature jumped blocking the elevator doors and screamed and ear splitting squeal as big blobs of green gunk dribbled out its open screeching mouth.

BOOM!

Darcy aimed and fired. Blood and green mucous spilled out from the wound to the heart and from the slacked jaw as the Zombie tumbled back and landed with a thud to the ground.

Bodily shaking, Darcy's breath came in short sharp rasps as she closed her eyes tight trying to gain her usual composure . . . but it never got any easier.

Shit! But she'd lost count of the number of times she'd almost died of lately.

When she finally opened them her mother was standing over her, an actual look of concern creasing her fine features.

“Are you alright darling?” Belinda asked as she brushed the long strands of hair away from Darcy's face.

Too exhausted to examine or question this new affectionate side of her mother Darcy just sighed and answered “Yeah, I'm fine mom.” as she tried getting to her feet.

“No, you wait there.” Belinda said as she quickly hoped over the dead creature, not before kicking the half of it's body that lay part way in the elevator out and got the two duffel bags from near the car and Darcy's back pack and the gun she had dropped.

“Thanks.” Darcy said spent, now on her feet as she took the gun and backpack from her mother and inserted the Key Card that took the elevator up to the tenth floor Condo.