open right in the middle of the hallway.
No other doors were open on this side of the building and the
hallway was empty. I listened with everything I had, but my heart was pumping
and felt like it was beating out of my body.
Moving fast down the hall, I was soon inside the hallway of Amy’s
apartment. There was blood on the entrance floor, the walls had blood smears
and some splatter was visible on the ceiling. I could see a body on the living
room floor. His head was squashed flat and there was dark black blood and
brains pooling around his head.
I heard a moan and a bang from down the hallway to my right
that led to Amy’s bedroom and bathroom area. I looked around the corner and saw
a guy, infected, standing at the bedroom door. He moaned and then banged his
head on the door, ten seconds later he repeated moan and the head bang.
I could hear a slight cry from within the bedroom. Since I
was here to help Amy, I would have to finally deal with this problem. It was
the only way I was going to help Amy. I had to kill this monster.
I jumped into the middle of the hallway with the bat raised,
ready to strike the infected guy.
“Hey you FUCKER! Come and get it!” I yelled.
The infected turned to look at me. He let out a moan and started
to move towards me.
I steadied myself and got ready to swing when the bedroom
door flew open. Amy stepped out holding a lava lamp over her head that she had
taken from her bedroom. She advanced on the infected man from behind and
crushed the lava lamp onto the guy’s head.
He stumbled a little and then fell to the hallway floor. Amy
used the heel of her boot to stomp on his head which cracked with a loud pop
and a splash of blood and brains all over the hallway walls and floor.
Now I knew what happened to the guy in the living room. He must
have gotten a boot to the head also.
After several more stomps to the guy’s head, I moved to Amy
and grabbed her by the shoulders and told her it was ok, she could stop.
“I can’t these bastards killed Shelby,” Amy said as she
started to cry, stomping one more time to make sure the guy was gone. She fell
into my arms after that last stomp and cried even louder into my shoulder. The
noise was of her crying was freaking me out. If there were more infected on the
second floor, they might hear Amy crying. I had to get the door closed and
locked. Then we could discuss what was going on and what we were going to do
next.
“Please quiet down Amy. The noise will attract more of these
things. You need to be quiet.” I pleaded in a whisper to her. “Let’s get the
door closed and barricaded so we can catch our breath and decide on what we are
going to do.”
She stepped away from me, wiped her eyes with her sleeve and
walked back to her bedroom.
I moved to the front door and closed it, locking the deadbolt
and doorknobs. I moved to the living room and moved one of the couches in front
of the door, blocking the hallway. Once it was snugly against the front door,
I moved into the bedroom to see what Amy was doing.
Amy was on the floor holding her partner, Shelby in her arms.
Shelby had an eye missing and there was a bloody nailfile lying next to Amy.
“What happened?” I asked.
Chapter 7
Amy looked up at me after a few seconds of
me standing there and waiting for her answer. She started to cry and lowered
her head again.
I stood there and let her cry, she needed it and there wasn’t
anything I could do to help her. After a few minutes, she wiped the tears away
and said. “Do you
remember being at the club last night.”
“I remember parts of it,” I replied kind of unsure. I was a
bit drunk and some of the night was a blur or you could even say it was a black
out.
“I was at the club last night watching you guys get drunk, tending
bar and things. I was trying to make sure you guys didn’t go too far off the
deep end. I also wanted to make sure that you were good to the staff.”
“You were celebrating the fact that you had
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