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Chapter 10
B.F.T.D


Lauren loaded her gun as the Elevator doors opened. A crowd of zombies awaited them and charged but the survivors were ready and angry. Laura screamed a war cry of Zombie death as she charged forwards with her chainsaw, swinging wildly at their undead foes. They were driving back the zombies but no matter how many they killed they just kept coming. Lauren knew it was hopeless to stay and fight so she yelled to the group to follow her. She bolted down the corridors, her surroundings were different to that of the plaza and she was surrounded by rooms of cubicles and offices. She chose one at random and ran into it, she heard the door shut behind her as the survivors milled into the room. Luckily for them the zombies seemed to be lost within the labyrinth of offices. She turned to face the group and noticed instantly that something was wrong, half the group was missing. Where was Gary, MarkWaldorf, GypsyGoth and Zee?

Gary was following the group, they ran the opposite direction to the others. He stole glances behind himself to and see the hoard gaining on them. He threw down plants and office equipment to obstruct the zombies and it seemed to be working.

'In here!' cried Zee as they charged into a pair of double doors. They seemed to be in some sort of Hall. Zombies were piling at the door and it wouldn't be long until they smashed through. Gary looked around the room and saw two tall bookcases which gave him an idea. He had the others help him push the bookcases to each side of the door. As the zombies began to break the doors down, the group climbed upon the bookcases. The zombies ripped apart the door and charged into the hall but the group was ready for them. They rained bullets down on the creatures and soon they were dead.

The group climbed down from the bookcases and proceeded out the doors carefully, they had used all their bullets on the last wave of zombies and were anxious not to run into any more. They crept up the dark corridor

Gary saw something move in the distance but then it disappeared, he put it down to his imagination though. He was stressed out and had been on edge ever since they left their house in Tibb. But he saw the shape again and before he could say a word it crashed through the nearest window. It was a zombie and it was heading straight for Zee. Zee dived out the way of the zombie but it seemed that it was in the mood for meat of the Scottish variety. It sprang to attack him but he was ready. Zee raise his shotgun high and swung it towards the creature's head with all the strength he could muster. Upon Impact the zombies head seemed to explode with gore, splattering the survivors.

'Ugh! This is an In season Gucci, GUCCI!' Exclaimed Mark. He strutted off to the nearest toilet to wipe off the gore. Gary followed him, it wasn't a good idea to be alone in this building. Gary found Mark by the sink. He had picked a piece of brain out of his hair.

'EWWWWWWWWWWW I feel sick' With that Mark ran into one of the stalls.

'You'll be okay, we'll be on that helicopter in no time. This time tomorrow we'll be resting somewhere in a nice hotel and this'll be a distant dream.' Said Gary.

'Yeah....uck' He vomited again.

'Oh dear, do you want me to hold back your hair or something?' asked Gary.

'Ugh'

Gary opened the door to the stall but was thrown backwards as Mark leapt upon him. Gary was pinned to the ground! He looked into Mark's face, He had become a zombie.

'AHHHHHHH!'

His scream alerted GypsyGoth and Zee and they opened the bathroom door. The Zombified Mark was feeding on a dead Gary. Mark had noticed them and ran towards them. Zee closed the door a few seconds too late and Mark's arm was trapped in it. He desperately tried to rip and claw at Zee and GypsyGoth and no matter how much Zee slammed the door he would not stop. GypsyGoth raised her brotherhood sword.

'I apologise MarkWaldorf, May you find piece.'

She suddenly thrust her sword through the gap in the door, impaling the zombie through the head. Zee then closed the door as the heard Mark's body slump to the floor. Zee didn't get on with Mark but he never wanted him to die, He was so sick of people dying on him. He put his feelings aside though and carried on.

A few hallways later they came across a tall stairway and the rest of the group. He was glad to see that they were all intact. Shaun however was scanning Zee's surroundings.

'Isn't Gary and Mark with you?'

Zee told him what happened. They were shocked and saddened by the deaths but coped with it well. Even Shaun managed to stifle stifled his tears, they had all grown hardened to death during the day. They would mourn their lost friends when they escaped but they couldn't now. For now they needed to focus on living. They ascended the stairs hoping to find a glimmer of light and solace but they all secretly knew that the situation was growing darker by the second.