Hell Broke Loose
I started another story (I have a lot of time on my hands :P) but it is not very long yet. This is just the begging and I would like to know if I should continue with it :)
I looked through the blackened window. I thought to myself, "This is MY escape. No turning back now." I threw my backpack over my shoulder, climbed out the window and took off towards the woods.
When I got close, I stopped to drink some water, when a noise. Something crawled out from behind a tree, and it looked deader then dead could get. It hissed in a demented way and sprung at me. I kicked it and ran like I never ran before. I ran for about 4 miles it seemed. I finally collapsed crying. I was tired and dizzy. The town was silent and the sun was rising. I stood up and walked into a tiny motel stumbling around. Nobody was in the small lobby so I went up the stairs, tripping over every couple. I opened the nearest door. Vacant. I fell on the bed and shut my eyes. Then another noise, like crawling. My heart skipped a beat and I sprung up and ran into the door locking it. My heart was pounding when I looked out the window. Nothing. It was strange but I crawled up in the small bed and fell asleep.
The next morning was scary. I saw the sun shining, heard birds chirping but not any people or cars. As I looked closer I noticed there were eaten bodies spread out up and down the 2-way main road. I looked away and walked back to the bed, double checking my backpack; Toothbrush, 4 pairs of clothes, a pocket knife, hair brush, 50 dollars, a couple sandwiches and a bottle of water. I looked at the door and saw out of the corner of my eye, a phone. Perfect! I ran towards it to call my dad but all I heard was the disconnection noise. CRAP! I turned on the bathroom light and looked in the mirror. I had bruises and scratches on my arms, blood on my check, and my eyes were puffy.
I grabbed stuff for a shower. Afterwards I got ready for the worst day of my life. I unlocked the door, not opening it though. I flipped open my pocket knife and slowly opened the door. The hall was empty. I did my best to stay quiet but the floors were creaky. I was about half way down the stairs when I heard a muffled scream behind me. I turned around and went searching. Then I got closer and closer, slowly approaching. I slid my head into a doorway quietly. There was a woman, maybe mid-50s, eating the guts of a kid of my age. I walked up behind her, putting my foot over her head snapping it off when I slammed it down on her skull. She collapsed to the side, as I stood there starring at the dead body, realizing what I just did.
When I got close, I stopped to drink some water, when a noise. Something crawled out from behind a tree, and it looked deader then dead could get. It hissed in a demented way and sprung at me. I kicked it and ran like I never ran before. I ran for about 4 miles it seemed. I finally collapsed crying. I was tired and dizzy. The town was silent and the sun was rising. I stood up and walked into a tiny motel stumbling around. Nobody was in the small lobby so I went up the stairs, tripping over every couple. I opened the nearest door. Vacant. I fell on the bed and shut my eyes. Then another noise, like crawling. My heart skipped a beat and I sprung up and ran into the door locking it. My heart was pounding when I looked out the window. Nothing. It was strange but I crawled up in the small bed and fell asleep.
The next morning was scary. I saw the sun shining, heard birds chirping but not any people or cars. As I looked closer I noticed there were eaten bodies spread out up and down the 2-way main road. I looked away and walked back to the bed, double checking my backpack; Toothbrush, 4 pairs of clothes, a pocket knife, hair brush, 50 dollars, a couple sandwiches and a bottle of water. I looked at the door and saw out of the corner of my eye, a phone. Perfect! I ran towards it to call my dad but all I heard was the disconnection noise. CRAP! I turned on the bathroom light and looked in the mirror. I had bruises and scratches on my arms, blood on my check, and my eyes were puffy.
I grabbed stuff for a shower. Afterwards I got ready for the worst day of my life. I unlocked the door, not opening it though. I flipped open my pocket knife and slowly opened the door. The hall was empty. I did my best to stay quiet but the floors were creaky. I was about half way down the stairs when I heard a muffled scream behind me. I turned around and went searching. Then I got closer and closer, slowly approaching. I slid my head into a doorway quietly. There was a woman, maybe mid-50s, eating the guts of a kid of my age. I walked up behind her, putting my foot over her head snapping it off when I slammed it down on her skull. She collapsed to the side, as I stood there starring at the dead body, realizing what I just did.
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