Sara Brooke's Story

Sara typed away on her laptop furiously whilst her head phones blasted out her favorite albums. Her deadline for her paper was in 4 hours and she still wasn't happy with it even after working on it all night. She had always wanted to go into medicine and yes she was only a first year student but she had to get it right. She paused and took a sip of the now cold coffee and let her mind drift. She thought about calling her parents they were away again on there what must be their fifth holiday this year, but dismissed the thought as the time difference meant shed be calling them at 3am.

She closed her eyes and sat back in her chair as the morning sun shone brightly through the windows. Suddenly her senses heightened as she paused her music and removing her headphones. She listened carefully and waited. There, that noise, someone was in the house. The sound was almost like someone dragging something across the floor. Quickly she got up from her desk and and eased her door open. The noise was back, it sounded like it was coming from downstairs. Quietly Sara tip toed across the landing to her parents room, she hastily opened her father bedside table and found his trusty handgun. Her father had once shown her how to use it in case something happened while they were away.

She drew the gun up in front of her and stepped back onto the landing. The noise was louder now, they were coming up the stairs. Slowly she edged her way to the top of the stairs and froze. A man she vaguely recognized from the neighborhood was dressed in a business suit covered in blood, his left leg all mangled unable to bear any of his weight forcing him to crawl up the steps. "STOP!" she screamed. The man did not hesitate once, his eyes were wide and his mouth was dripping with blood, aimlessly clawing his way "What the fuck?" she pulled the trigger. The shot hit him straight in the head leaving him sprawled on the stairs.

For a few moments Sara just froze there staring at the corpse trying to process what just happened. She tried to pull herself together and ran to the window. Outside was carnage, blood was everywhere and disfigured bodies lay strewn across the road. She watch as on of the seemingly dead bodies managed to haul itself up and join another corpse in feeding on what was left of a middle aged woman.

Adrenaline pumped wildly through her veins as she turned and ran to her bedroom, she grabbed her rucksack packing some essential items and grabbed two hunting knives from under her bed. She changed from her pajamas into her ripped denim shorts white t-shirt and denim jacket and made her way to the front door before running gun aimed forward into the street. The metallic smell of blood lay thick in the air as corpses all around turning their attention to her. She really didn't think this through.

Shit! Shit! Shit! Sara swung the gun wildly taking aim and shooting the corpses that got too close, but it wasn't enough. There were too many, she couldn't hold them back much longer. This was it, she was going to die getting mauled by her dead neighbors not a way she wanted to die, she could end this differently.

She ceased fire and stared at the gun, just before she could turn it on herself she heard something hit the pavement as someone shouted "Over here you mother fuckers!" She span round and scanned the crowd for the source of the shouting. It wasn't hard to spot him seen as he was basically the only one without blood all over them. What the hell is he doing? Then she realized, he'd provided the distraction she needed. She sprinted and into some nearby bushes ducking out of sight. The crowd had now turned their attention to the other guy.

She ran from her hiding spot to the nearest car, damn no keys! Trying to stay out of sight she headed for the next car the keys were there, but so was the body of a large woman missing half her head. Whilst holding her gag reflex Sara tried to heave the woman from the driving seat, "Come on!" she shouted in frustration. Finally she was able to pull the woman out and shuffled in to take her place. She turned the ignition on and backed out of the drive, "sorry" she whispered as she reversed over the woman.

She span the car around and hit the gas heading for the crowd, bodies flew everywhere as she hit them blood spraying all over then windscreen. She hit the brakes throwing corpses off the bonnet and opened the passenger door for the guy who saved her ass, who she also realised was half naked 'Get in!'.