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"He b-bit me." He gasped. "HE FUCKING BIT ME!!!!!!" He screamed. He started coughing blood. Then he started growling, then he screamed in rage and lunged at the lecturer and took a bite out of his jugular vein! The panic started immediately. Every body pushed and shoved and ran towards the main door. I saw more sick people doing the same thing as the guy killing the lecturer killing the other students. Then the lecturer got up, and turned into a crazed freak like the others! A group of them saw me standing there, watching. They shambled towards me, I ran to the janitor room at the opposite side to the main door. I got in and locked the door. The freaks were banging on the door........ I looked around and saw a vent that went to the back entrance, that's how I got out. I saw the streets, they became hell, more freaks, yes, MORE FUCKING FREAKS!!!!!!! Then I realised what was happening............... There was a crowbar on the floor, I picked it up and gripped it tightly. I was surrounded by the freaks. I had to find shelter. Suddenly, a corpse that was behind me got up, he grabbed me, I panicked and tried to get him off me. I jammed my crowbar into his eye, he stumbled back and growled.
"What the fuck????????....." I was terrified. I pulled the crowbar out of his eye and then swung it into his head again...... and again............... and again................. and again............... I panted, I was exhausted. I felt a tear running down my cheek, I just killed a man, I FUCKING KILLED HIM!!!!!!!!! Suddenly! Another one punched me in the face.......... I was out cold............................
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"We have to kill him! Do you see the bite marks. He's one of them" One man said, His voice sounded echoed and I could barely see him in my blurry vision.
I looked at my hand and my arm, it was covered in bandages that were soaked in blood. The mattress I was lying on was also soaked in blood.
"He's awake!" The other man said.
The first man pointed what looked like a gun. "Say something, speak, FUCKING SPEAK!" He sounded aggressive. I was too scared to speak, what was going on?
"I'm not gonna ask you again! FUCKING ANSWER ME!!!!" He yelled.
"STOP!" I yelled.
He lowered his gun. "Thank GOD! I don't believe it, I'm not a killer, I'm a dentist."
"You ok, son?" A Texan asked me.
"Yeah, but what the fuck is going on???" I asked.
"We don't know, none of us do."
"What happened to me earlier?"
"When I saw you, you were hurt pretty bad, your body was covered in bite marks."
"Huh? What? That doesn't sound good."
"You're lucky to be alive, son."
He put a T-shirt and jeans next to me.
"Put These on, your other clothes are soaked in blood and torn to hell. Stay here for now, it's still safe in here but There's still rioting outside"
I put on the clothes and sat on a worn out couch.
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