01 Dead Center: Part Two by thatwritergirl, literature
Literature
01 Dead Center: Part Two
After fighting the horde, a large charging zombie, and infected with an extremely long tongue, the survivors had hoped to make it to the stairs. And they had, only to see them in flames. "Shit!" The conman kicked the door that led to another hotel hallway full of zombies. His frustration was growing, along with his deepest survival instincts.
"Now calm down, son. We're gonna be alri--" The coach began, but pure fury caught him in his tracks.
"Alright?! You call this alright? Bullshit!"A loud banging on the door followed by obnoxious screeching stopped the argument dead in its tracks.
A female zombie stuck her head through the door, screech
01 Dead Center: Part One by thatwritergirl, literature
Literature
01 Dead Center: Part One
The world was on fire. A fire that had no limits, not anymore. The four survivors eyed one another, each with a different perception of the human beings looking back at them.
'Conman? Gambler? Crook? Did he just break out of prison?'
'Overalls. Oily boots. Mechanic, maybe.'
'Teacher? Coach? His shirt definitely implies he's school oriented.'
'Pink shirt. Fashionable. What is she doing in a place like this?'
There was an unsteady silence between them, made unsteady by the reality of the crumbling world around them. Shaking his head slightly, the mechanic turned and walked to the weapons that had been left. Stranded on the rooftop just lik