elbos @ 2007-12-29T00: 22:00
five minutes had passed since Steve placed the harness and down the front to the window of the cafeteria. The others were seated and the excitement was almost palpable, but no one spoke and focused on listening through a "baby" sound "Steve recounted the situation.
Steve had discovered it was not long a stronghold of survivors.
- Damn ... This has been a bloody slaughter. "He said for his communicator.
His voice sounded weak and interference. No wonder he was a pretty spoiled pileup and thickness of the ceiling and the floor should be large enough so as to reach its maximum range. After all, nor the manufacturers would have imagined that I would serve this situation.
- Go to check the condition of the food damn! - Enrique shouted to the recipient even knowing that Steve could not hear.
- Can I pick up and I say this? "Rebecca said as she stood up quickly.
Paul looked at her and shook her head. I knew he was useless without contributing anything to the group. Of course, these situations you have to do real stupid things in search of something to show that vouchers.
- No, Steve knows what he must do.
face He sat disgusted and bored. To comfort Paul sat beside her but before he could say anything, Steve's voice heard again
- I think there's food here for a regiment, and also a first aid kit ... It is seen that tried to stop a bleeding. "His voice had a tone of disgust clear noticed that despite the interference.
- What's Your Story? - Rebeca said on his side - all this I mean.
She turned to her. He had a sad face and the look he remembered that everyone there had been a tragic story, but he did not. He could tell all family and close friends were all safe, unless the infection has spread too far.
- In a friend's house. - He said trying to avoid going into details and pretending like I was listening to Steve, but only the static of walkie sounded
- Is she all right? - It cost him say.
- Luckily, yes. "He replied with a warm smile trying to reassure the girl. - At least until we broke up, but it's a strong girl, you know fend.
- Go ...
One of those immortal awkward silence filled the room, even Steve seemed complicit in this silence.
The quiet was broken when he announced that Steve had some sort of problem
- Shit! Cortade He heard the speaker of the small receiver and a long static.
Without a word he rose, drew his pistol strapped to his belt and went to the window. Rebeca was already facing under the window, looked into his eyes for a second and Paul threw his gun at her, she grabbed a quick motion and slipped his bare hands clutching the cable harness. He came to the window to see that Rebecca had already gone out the window. Henry and Louise were at his side looking down with eyes wide and fearful.
- the hell do!? "He said Luisa angry. - Why do not you come down you?
Paul did not know what to say to calm her down without fear that further cagara. Fortunately or unfortunately diverted all attention when Rebecca's voice sounded through the receiver.
- Steve has slipped and hurt himself in one foot, it seems that they were sheltering, are English soldiers ... are all dead. "He said calmly.
The group of three people sigh of relief almost in unison.
"Well, at least there are no zombies down there."
- OK, now rises. - Henry said as he looked sideways at Paul angry.
did not seem to have liked anything that Rebecca has gone down to see what happened to Steve. Is a mistake to coerce the cooperation of a member.
"She wants to help, are useful and perhaps hands ever have to rely on it"
This thought did say it out loud, but it was more prudent to alter environment. In the completely surreal situation of constant danger in which they were, the group should not be separated.
He retired to sit in front of a computer. Perhaps it was time to look "something" on the computer.
is completely isolated from its environment while drumming at an incredible speed in search of the perfect proof needed to indict the company ZAC of fatal neglect and pollution to the population of a lethal virus.
was so absorbed that he had not realized that Steve and Rebecca were at his side until Rebekah said.
- What are you looking at?
instinctively closed the file that was open.
- Seeking that was done in this company - invented quickly.
- This is a company specialized in the medical and chemical. Surprised
only thing he could think to do was look at Steve. Ankle had swollen up leaning on a chair while putting ice. He noticed that I had the whole back bloodstained soil probably where it had fallen to slip.
- But what ...? He quickly rose from his chair and staggered a few steps away, by the suddenness of the movement, the chair fell with a crash
all looked at him and remained silent. Paul I looked at each and every one like a cornered animal.
- Steve, get a shower now. "I ordered
Pablo Enrique's face changed, as if suddenly began to understand.
- You're right, go to shower. Ya!
- But what? "Asked Rebecca did not understand the situation.
- Steve becomes soaked with blood that could be infected - Enrique said, these words fell like a lead over all.
between Henry and Louise helped bring him to the bathroom taking care not to touch any part of blood. Paul and Rebecca were alone in the room.
- Think that could be infected right now? He asked alarmed the girl.
- do not know, I think for the skin infection is not possible, because otherwise I already would be one of them. "Replied trying to convince yourself that he was right.
the computer was still on so I saw no other alternative as to kill time, it was decided to seek further information, could even find out if Steve was infected. The shower was heard in the distance, while the files roared past in their eyes. Until finally found what he wanted.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Blaze King Wood Stoves Ontario
elbos @ 2007-12-10T16: 05:00
just spent 10 minutes since I had managed to reach safety at this U-shaped room, full computers. By stifling heat and soporific caused by poor ventilation of the room. The windows could be opened in any way, had a very thick and it was necessary to open a key and no one bothers to open at the moment. They were too tired to do anything other than sit in one of the chairs or even on the floor and relax, everything happened very quickly.
Paul was sitting with her legs spread in a chair so that your arms are supported backup. I was in a half sleep, took all the breath he had missed during the last hour, just hoped that they could not find them there.
The only thing that seemed a little more active was skinned young Paul brown saved from being a promising candidate for infection. Restlessly paced the room with a foam ball in hand that continued to tighten. Five minutes passed
well, until Henry spoke and his voice boomed dramatically due to the acoustics of the place prepared.
- Well, I think we've rested enough, now I wish that we analyzed our situation together. Okay?
all nodded.
- The first thing you do not already know your name, boy. "He said as he looked at Paul.
- Err. Well, my name is Paul. -Rising from his chair.
- Nice name. "He said the girl with a smile. - I'm Rebecca.
Paul smiled back, now that was fixed. Would have the same age or slightly lower. The brown-skinned boy approached him and offered his hand. Yes he was older, about 25 years.
- My name is Steve, I'm from Ecuador. Yet I have not thanked you for preventing me getting caught those bastards.
Paul shook his hand.
- No that if we do not help at this time we really fucked up ...
The phrase was decreasing its volume until it became the last word in a whisper. Paul felt stupid talking like that. He was not a hero who saves all and end takes the girl.
No, this only happened in movies, was so fucked up like all the other survivors and behaved as if he had everything under control. At that moment he felt ashamed of himself.
- Hi, I'm Louise. "He said a woman's voice.
He turned to greet the last survivor of the group. It was very similar to her daughter and not much older than her, bet that was less than 30 years.
- Do you know where a bathroom? She asked with obvious urgency.
- Eh ... Sure, follow me.
They went together to the door.
- Wait, I also I have to go. - Said Rebecca, rising from his chair.
- Hey, wait. "Henry said quickly. "Here, take this.
He handed the gun to the head of Paul.
- No need, the bathroom is in this same hall, and into the bathroom I will not fire this contraption. "This last was said in a friendly tone.
Henry realized that he was right and again placed the gun on his shoulder
- OK, we'll go riding beds and accommodate this a little better. "He said Steve, looking around as if I had a lot of work.
Paul nodded, walked out the door and closed it behind him.
The hallway stank, but at least there was nobody around. The bathroom was a few feet away, came over. Was open.
- Wait a second here. "He said while the weapon unsheathed.
opened the door slowly and quietly.
not smell as bad as the rest of the room, entered and closed the door. It was one of the largest public baths he had seen in his life.
"Well, after all, this worked nearly two hundred employees"
I had a rectangular shape, to his right was a row of ten basins and in front of these was another row of ten individual toilets to your door. Suddenly thought the possibility that if someone was behind those doors could jump in closer and it just might be able to react.
A cold drop of sweat ran down his back.
At the end of all was a very clean shared showers and appearance of having been used recently.
There was no blood stains or signs of struggle anywhere, but that does not reassured at all because it seemed too strange, the whole city was filled with blood and dirt.
He approached the first row of toilet door and opened it as he aimed a kick in the classic pose of a shooter. The right foot forward while holding the weight on the toes, his right hand holding the gun while his left hand immobilizes your wrist. Remembered as losing the balance in this position with Nizar while practicing at the shooting gallery. Now smile at the memory, and thankful to have had a guardian, not their teaching now would be a stiff or worse.
He went to the second. I was getting nervous, afraid that he slipped the pistol by the sweat of their hands. Deep breath and wiped his hands on his pants.
But before I could not even lift the Beretta, the right door was hit from within.
- Damn! - He cursed to himself
was someone in there and had been scared to death.
* BOOM * Another onslaught. The door opened behind him.
- Is something wrong? He heard the voice of Luisa nervous.
- No, Shut the door. "Cried sharply while returning his attention to the possible new attack.
The door opened inwards, never get it open and certainly the latch was closed.
His heart was pumping furiously and her breathing was rapid, closed his eyes and sighed several times. He had a plan to avoid having to open the door
entered the adjoining bathroom and climbed above the toilet, stuck her head to see a topless woman hit the door taking a run.
If you do not know what world you are living now, help that person out. He had no visible injuries but certainly was infected.
To ensure coughed. The woman turned. Now she regretted having done so.
was missing one eye and he looked great part of the jaw. No more thought, uncomfortably up his arm to show his gun and fire.
The body slammed the door and stand there leaning. No blood flowed after the shot, it was strange.
The room was silent, supposed that there was no one else, because after a pistol shot in the middle of silence would have gone crazy to any zombies that walked by.
The position I was tired so he came down the toilet and walked out the door to warn that it could happen. Girls came and he went to tell the kids that had a body that would have to get out of there for hygiene.
After so long, it seemed that at last the situation seemed to become quieter and more bearable.
The boys dragged the body to the nearby ladder and threw him through the gap, the body sound plummet sounded quite funny despite the situation.
seconds of free fall, waves of zombies approached the body and began to devour it.
"Milk ..."
- does not surprise me at all. "Said Henry. - A lack of fresh meat ...
"Lack of fresh meat ... Damn ... Is it possible?
That thought left him pale and Enrique received
- Boy, I say I do not have the reach, not that it's over. "I reassured. - Come back inside. They walked
as the previous time was the last to enter his mysterious bag Enrique spray and sprayed like an air freshener.
The girls were inside, he had showered. Rebecca with wet hair crouched opening a drawer. And Luisa was just putting the "beds."
all the tables had turned away from the center to place in the classroom next door and put the beds there.
were 3 and 2 twin inflatable mattresses. Above each bed was a mattress cuts quite extensive, as to cover her with no problems.
- Well, we settle here for a while, until things go better ... But we need food.
Everyone looked at Paul waiting for a response. He thought for a few seconds.
- Well, there's a cafe downstairs, not that conditions will be, but is the closest.
- No, this is not possible, we can not fall to the floor below and then go on as before, we Pillari. "He said quite upset Louise.
- Mmm, if there is a way to lose. "Said Steve. Then
reached into his backpack and pulled out a pair of climbing harnesses.
- Does the cafeteria across the street that gives? He asked smiling.
Paul looked out the window, his face changed and it becomes more cheerful.
- We are just above it. He spoke with a tone-excited.
just spent 10 minutes since I had managed to reach safety at this U-shaped room, full computers. By stifling heat and soporific caused by poor ventilation of the room. The windows could be opened in any way, had a very thick and it was necessary to open a key and no one bothers to open at the moment. They were too tired to do anything other than sit in one of the chairs or even on the floor and relax, everything happened very quickly.
Paul was sitting with her legs spread in a chair so that your arms are supported backup. I was in a half sleep, took all the breath he had missed during the last hour, just hoped that they could not find them there.
The only thing that seemed a little more active was skinned young Paul brown saved from being a promising candidate for infection. Restlessly paced the room with a foam ball in hand that continued to tighten. Five minutes passed
well, until Henry spoke and his voice boomed dramatically due to the acoustics of the place prepared.
- Well, I think we've rested enough, now I wish that we analyzed our situation together. Okay?
all nodded.
- The first thing you do not already know your name, boy. "He said as he looked at Paul.
- Err. Well, my name is Paul. -Rising from his chair.
- Nice name. "He said the girl with a smile. - I'm Rebecca.
Paul smiled back, now that was fixed. Would have the same age or slightly lower. The brown-skinned boy approached him and offered his hand. Yes he was older, about 25 years.
- My name is Steve, I'm from Ecuador. Yet I have not thanked you for preventing me getting caught those bastards.
Paul shook his hand.
- No that if we do not help at this time we really fucked up ...
The phrase was decreasing its volume until it became the last word in a whisper. Paul felt stupid talking like that. He was not a hero who saves all and end takes the girl.
No, this only happened in movies, was so fucked up like all the other survivors and behaved as if he had everything under control. At that moment he felt ashamed of himself.
- Hi, I'm Louise. "He said a woman's voice.
He turned to greet the last survivor of the group. It was very similar to her daughter and not much older than her, bet that was less than 30 years.
- Do you know where a bathroom? She asked with obvious urgency.
- Eh ... Sure, follow me.
They went together to the door.
- Wait, I also I have to go. - Said Rebecca, rising from his chair.
- Hey, wait. "Henry said quickly. "Here, take this.
He handed the gun to the head of Paul.
- No need, the bathroom is in this same hall, and into the bathroom I will not fire this contraption. "This last was said in a friendly tone.
Henry realized that he was right and again placed the gun on his shoulder
- OK, we'll go riding beds and accommodate this a little better. "He said Steve, looking around as if I had a lot of work.
Paul nodded, walked out the door and closed it behind him.
The hallway stank, but at least there was nobody around. The bathroom was a few feet away, came over. Was open.
- Wait a second here. "He said while the weapon unsheathed.
opened the door slowly and quietly.
not smell as bad as the rest of the room, entered and closed the door. It was one of the largest public baths he had seen in his life.
"Well, after all, this worked nearly two hundred employees"
I had a rectangular shape, to his right was a row of ten basins and in front of these was another row of ten individual toilets to your door. Suddenly thought the possibility that if someone was behind those doors could jump in closer and it just might be able to react.
A cold drop of sweat ran down his back.
At the end of all was a very clean shared showers and appearance of having been used recently.
There was no blood stains or signs of struggle anywhere, but that does not reassured at all because it seemed too strange, the whole city was filled with blood and dirt.
He approached the first row of toilet door and opened it as he aimed a kick in the classic pose of a shooter. The right foot forward while holding the weight on the toes, his right hand holding the gun while his left hand immobilizes your wrist. Remembered as losing the balance in this position with Nizar while practicing at the shooting gallery. Now smile at the memory, and thankful to have had a guardian, not their teaching now would be a stiff or worse.
He went to the second. I was getting nervous, afraid that he slipped the pistol by the sweat of their hands. Deep breath and wiped his hands on his pants.
But before I could not even lift the Beretta, the right door was hit from within.
- Damn! - He cursed to himself
was someone in there and had been scared to death.
* BOOM * Another onslaught. The door opened behind him.
- Is something wrong? He heard the voice of Luisa nervous.
- No, Shut the door. "Cried sharply while returning his attention to the possible new attack.
The door opened inwards, never get it open and certainly the latch was closed.
His heart was pumping furiously and her breathing was rapid, closed his eyes and sighed several times. He had a plan to avoid having to open the door
entered the adjoining bathroom and climbed above the toilet, stuck her head to see a topless woman hit the door taking a run.
If you do not know what world you are living now, help that person out. He had no visible injuries but certainly was infected.
To ensure coughed. The woman turned. Now she regretted having done so.
was missing one eye and he looked great part of the jaw. No more thought, uncomfortably up his arm to show his gun and fire.
The body slammed the door and stand there leaning. No blood flowed after the shot, it was strange.
The room was silent, supposed that there was no one else, because after a pistol shot in the middle of silence would have gone crazy to any zombies that walked by.
The position I was tired so he came down the toilet and walked out the door to warn that it could happen. Girls came and he went to tell the kids that had a body that would have to get out of there for hygiene.
After so long, it seemed that at last the situation seemed to become quieter and more bearable.
The boys dragged the body to the nearby ladder and threw him through the gap, the body sound plummet sounded quite funny despite the situation.
seconds of free fall, waves of zombies approached the body and began to devour it.
"Milk ..."
- does not surprise me at all. "Said Henry. - A lack of fresh meat ...
"Lack of fresh meat ... Damn ... Is it possible?
That thought left him pale and Enrique received
- Boy, I say I do not have the reach, not that it's over. "I reassured. - Come back inside. They walked
as the previous time was the last to enter his mysterious bag Enrique spray and sprayed like an air freshener.
The girls were inside, he had showered. Rebecca with wet hair crouched opening a drawer. And Luisa was just putting the "beds."
all the tables had turned away from the center to place in the classroom next door and put the beds there.
were 3 and 2 twin inflatable mattresses. Above each bed was a mattress cuts quite extensive, as to cover her with no problems.
- Well, we settle here for a while, until things go better ... But we need food.
Everyone looked at Paul waiting for a response. He thought for a few seconds.
- Well, there's a cafe downstairs, not that conditions will be, but is the closest.
- No, this is not possible, we can not fall to the floor below and then go on as before, we Pillari. "He said quite upset Louise.
- Mmm, if there is a way to lose. "Said Steve. Then
reached into his backpack and pulled out a pair of climbing harnesses.
- Does the cafeteria across the street that gives? He asked smiling.
Paul looked out the window, his face changed and it becomes more cheerful.
- We are just above it. He spoke with a tone-excited.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Can You Take Xanax And Provera
elbos @ 2007-12-09T01: 29: 00
no idea how long he had been absorbed by reading the documents, but in that interval, those infected had gone out there and was aware of only one thing could separate them from one victim had found food more accessible.
felt I should do something. If you had not noticed when the noise ceased would have had time to do something, now possibly whoever is close by there now would be dead or worse.
decided he had to take the opportunity to get out of this trap in which they had gotten. She grabbed her backpack and looked for a second the computer still on.
"If ..."
not think twice sought the tower of the computer, unplugged and removed the casing leaving it a pile of cables, cards and fans. He knew what he wanted, so I boot not care about the hard disk and put it in his backpack that weighed as well. And have time to take a look in depth when out of town.
adjusting his backpack in one hand and the other clutching his gun free to the door with determination. Arriving a few meters from it automatically opened, startled adopted a defensive posture, of course self defense classes had been useful, if it were not for them may now be joining the ranks of the lost souls who wander the city looking for food constantly.
went out the door and turned to sight down the stairs. Indeed, had been behind the door, it was filled with dirt and blood and smelled foul. Trying to support the arches
headed for the stairs. There seemed to be no one around so he began to descend the stairs. The first four or five minutes were pretty good and that was his mistake. Guard down.
all happened very quickly. A deafening noise coming from your right just shook the foundations of the building and raise a cloud of dust, but luckily was able to shelter behind a nearby wall. He saw absolutely nothing in dense smoke, trying to sharpen the ear above the debris falling from the roof got disordered voices heard a crack. Her heart sank, they were voices of living people. He ran to meet him but suddenly he stopped the doubt that they were not with good intentions, the last time anyone had hoped had ended on a stretcher unconscious and unaware that he had done. Only when he heard the hysterical cry of a woman responded. Down the steps that remained to lower the first floor of a stride and ran the race throughout the hallway without any precaution. The very idea of thinking among those who were his friends made him run even more. Her chest hurt from running and his legs trembled in a mixture of fear and excitement, the sounds were getting closer and I could hear the footsteps of someone accelerated.
Across a corner he bumped against a person rather more corpulent that he fell to the ground on his back, between the saw dust he had rammed. It was an older man about 50 years old, short dark hair and naturally curly, his plaid shirt was really dirty in the dust spots and guess what Paul thought dried blood, and wore blue jeans over a broken face seemed very old, like someone had been years in prison. His eyes were an endless surprise.
In his hands he wore a sliding shotgun hunter that I was just pointing as he lay on the floor.
- Say something. He said, barely moving his lips
- What ...?
left to sign up to point to the hallway where he came from. A young girl came running toward them, behind a woman she was easily recognized as the mother of this.
Someone was firing behind them and the glow produced by firearms was reflected clearly on the wall towards the corner which had appeared the two girls, despite the thick dust.
looked into the eyes of this man and it was as if they had read my mind. Paul got to his feet and pulled out the gun while the man advanced a couple of feet away with both hands gripping the gun. The firing ceased, and he feared the worst, his new partner had reached the corner and was pointing to something that Paul could get an idea of what it was, came stumbled and fell to the ground to better target prone. What looked to her stomach. One wall of the building was completely destroyed and the nose of a pickup truck crossed it, there was much blood on the ground and the engine was steaming through the moon itself rotates the truck was going more zombies where the moon should have been . Some of them had entered and Paul would rather not see it as not many would rather not see things that had happened but it was inevitable.
A couple of people were being literally devoured by a score of zombies while a third tried vainly shoot from a few meters. With the roar of gunfire was useless to shout something, got up and ran to where the boy was reloading his gun. Grabbed him by the shoulders and pull him, were too close. A pungent smell of rotten attacked them like a slap in the face.
Although the smell of putrefaction and fermentation were everywhere in those days, had not felt before anything as intense and focused as he sensed in that moment. Almost dragging
could take it from there before the first infected left what little remained of the other two to face them. He would not look as had been the bodies.
ran down the aisle three, the two women were waiting. Paul finally step up and lead the group by this labyrinthine building, had not visited too well inside the building but if he knew where there was a large and secure site. The Hall of medical outcomes analysis. Here were concentrated the majority of computers and was a computer room and then divide a large room with tables, laboratory equipment, doors of this room were reinforced and the windows facing the street had a considerable thickness.
"To know they were doing there for that security needed"
That thought her face lit up, maybe I could find out more about the virus searching through computers. Expected not only lost, were the five with Paul in his head for ten minutes past endless stairs, hallways and no one spoke monotonously and without slowing down. The tension was becoming more tangible, the distance between the endless corridors, the creatures were following not long ago were human but now there are only a shadow of its former state. The halls were becoming narrower and less enlightened. Were coming and, a few meters and you would safe or at least for a while.
He could see the solid pale yellow door, a slight smile on his face. Eased the passage to open the door but her smile faded when the knob would not turn, it was locked. After several attempts, pushing and pulling, knowing he would not move even an inch, dropped near the door. It felt like a huge idiot.
"Only you can save yourself ..."
dared not look at the faces of his new teammates. He stood at the door looking like an indecipherable puzzle.
felt a hand on his shoulder
- Me let?
A long blonde hair stood in his range of vision. It was the young girl who was with his mother, was wearing a blue shirt looked pretty clean jeans and shorts, on the feet wore white sneakers and wearing a waist belt rather unsightly.
From it take something like two wires of metal that Paul could not see clearly.
She squatted in front of the lock and the objects he had taken from his waist began to inspect it.
- One of three linear ... "She said to herself.
did not know what those words but it was enough to know who knew what he was doing.
The narrow hallway was quiet, no noise and there was talk of another kind. Paul had just realized he was breathing through his mouth since he was that smell on the ground floor, I could breathe normally, did not smell anything in particular but better so I smell something. The whole town always smelled of stale or worse, was the easiest and quickest method to determine if there zombies around, the smell that is foul, but that was normal.
"They were dead after all and like all dead, broken."
was assuming they were dead, but according to two reports he had read not to not an hour, did not mention anything about the subject die if returned to resurrect.
* CLICK * He
thoughts aside and looked toward the door, the girl looked at the smiling group, had a beautiful smile, his teeth were tiny and well-aligned and her mouth was small as well as symmetrical. I try not to stare too long, looked away to hide back as if he had heard something.
"It is time to try to link"
had to force himself to think that, in these times, friendships can last a short time.
The door was already open, waited until everyone was inside, man with the shotgun was in the hallway and looking at Paul without any trace friendly.
Trying to avoid his gaze toward the door, the man walked toward him and stood in his way.
- Do you have any injuries? "He said in a serious tone and hold his weapon
- I am not infected. "He answered bluntly.
- I have to make sure I do not want to take unnecessary risks. "He responded like an automaton.
Paul took the back pack and shirt and turned around on itself with arms raised and hands open.
- Enough? "He said beginning to feel angry.
The blonde girl was leaning against a wall watching with a sly smile, walked toward him.
- Do not get pissed off at the old Henry, just trying to protect us. "He said and he pulled the shirt he had thrown to the ground.
- Okay. - Really he would have done the same, he thought.
He put on his shirt, grabbed the bag reluctantly and went into the room, while Henry took from his pocket a small spray and sprayed the walls of the hallway, after it entered the large classroom.
no idea how long he had been absorbed by reading the documents, but in that interval, those infected had gone out there and was aware of only one thing could separate them from one victim had found food more accessible.
felt I should do something. If you had not noticed when the noise ceased would have had time to do something, now possibly whoever is close by there now would be dead or worse.
decided he had to take the opportunity to get out of this trap in which they had gotten. She grabbed her backpack and looked for a second the computer still on.
"If ..."
not think twice sought the tower of the computer, unplugged and removed the casing leaving it a pile of cables, cards and fans. He knew what he wanted, so I boot not care about the hard disk and put it in his backpack that weighed as well. And have time to take a look in depth when out of town.
adjusting his backpack in one hand and the other clutching his gun free to the door with determination. Arriving a few meters from it automatically opened, startled adopted a defensive posture, of course self defense classes had been useful, if it were not for them may now be joining the ranks of the lost souls who wander the city looking for food constantly.
went out the door and turned to sight down the stairs. Indeed, had been behind the door, it was filled with dirt and blood and smelled foul. Trying to support the arches
headed for the stairs. There seemed to be no one around so he began to descend the stairs. The first four or five minutes were pretty good and that was his mistake. Guard down.
all happened very quickly. A deafening noise coming from your right just shook the foundations of the building and raise a cloud of dust, but luckily was able to shelter behind a nearby wall. He saw absolutely nothing in dense smoke, trying to sharpen the ear above the debris falling from the roof got disordered voices heard a crack. Her heart sank, they were voices of living people. He ran to meet him but suddenly he stopped the doubt that they were not with good intentions, the last time anyone had hoped had ended on a stretcher unconscious and unaware that he had done. Only when he heard the hysterical cry of a woman responded. Down the steps that remained to lower the first floor of a stride and ran the race throughout the hallway without any precaution. The very idea of thinking among those who were his friends made him run even more. Her chest hurt from running and his legs trembled in a mixture of fear and excitement, the sounds were getting closer and I could hear the footsteps of someone accelerated.
Across a corner he bumped against a person rather more corpulent that he fell to the ground on his back, between the saw dust he had rammed. It was an older man about 50 years old, short dark hair and naturally curly, his plaid shirt was really dirty in the dust spots and guess what Paul thought dried blood, and wore blue jeans over a broken face seemed very old, like someone had been years in prison. His eyes were an endless surprise.
In his hands he wore a sliding shotgun hunter that I was just pointing as he lay on the floor.
- Say something. He said, barely moving his lips
- What ...?
left to sign up to point to the hallway where he came from. A young girl came running toward them, behind a woman she was easily recognized as the mother of this.
Someone was firing behind them and the glow produced by firearms was reflected clearly on the wall towards the corner which had appeared the two girls, despite the thick dust.
looked into the eyes of this man and it was as if they had read my mind. Paul got to his feet and pulled out the gun while the man advanced a couple of feet away with both hands gripping the gun. The firing ceased, and he feared the worst, his new partner had reached the corner and was pointing to something that Paul could get an idea of what it was, came stumbled and fell to the ground to better target prone. What looked to her stomach. One wall of the building was completely destroyed and the nose of a pickup truck crossed it, there was much blood on the ground and the engine was steaming through the moon itself rotates the truck was going more zombies where the moon should have been . Some of them had entered and Paul would rather not see it as not many would rather not see things that had happened but it was inevitable.
A couple of people were being literally devoured by a score of zombies while a third tried vainly shoot from a few meters. With the roar of gunfire was useless to shout something, got up and ran to where the boy was reloading his gun. Grabbed him by the shoulders and pull him, were too close. A pungent smell of rotten attacked them like a slap in the face.
Although the smell of putrefaction and fermentation were everywhere in those days, had not felt before anything as intense and focused as he sensed in that moment. Almost dragging
could take it from there before the first infected left what little remained of the other two to face them. He would not look as had been the bodies.
ran down the aisle three, the two women were waiting. Paul finally step up and lead the group by this labyrinthine building, had not visited too well inside the building but if he knew where there was a large and secure site. The Hall of medical outcomes analysis. Here were concentrated the majority of computers and was a computer room and then divide a large room with tables, laboratory equipment, doors of this room were reinforced and the windows facing the street had a considerable thickness.
"To know they were doing there for that security needed"
That thought her face lit up, maybe I could find out more about the virus searching through computers. Expected not only lost, were the five with Paul in his head for ten minutes past endless stairs, hallways and no one spoke monotonously and without slowing down. The tension was becoming more tangible, the distance between the endless corridors, the creatures were following not long ago were human but now there are only a shadow of its former state. The halls were becoming narrower and less enlightened. Were coming and, a few meters and you would safe or at least for a while.
He could see the solid pale yellow door, a slight smile on his face. Eased the passage to open the door but her smile faded when the knob would not turn, it was locked. After several attempts, pushing and pulling, knowing he would not move even an inch, dropped near the door. It felt like a huge idiot.
"Only you can save yourself ..."
dared not look at the faces of his new teammates. He stood at the door looking like an indecipherable puzzle.
felt a hand on his shoulder
- Me let?
A long blonde hair stood in his range of vision. It was the young girl who was with his mother, was wearing a blue shirt looked pretty clean jeans and shorts, on the feet wore white sneakers and wearing a waist belt rather unsightly.
From it take something like two wires of metal that Paul could not see clearly.
She squatted in front of the lock and the objects he had taken from his waist began to inspect it.
- One of three linear ... "She said to herself.
did not know what those words but it was enough to know who knew what he was doing.
The narrow hallway was quiet, no noise and there was talk of another kind. Paul had just realized he was breathing through his mouth since he was that smell on the ground floor, I could breathe normally, did not smell anything in particular but better so I smell something. The whole town always smelled of stale or worse, was the easiest and quickest method to determine if there zombies around, the smell that is foul, but that was normal.
"They were dead after all and like all dead, broken."
was assuming they were dead, but according to two reports he had read not to not an hour, did not mention anything about the subject die if returned to resurrect.
* CLICK * He
thoughts aside and looked toward the door, the girl looked at the smiling group, had a beautiful smile, his teeth were tiny and well-aligned and her mouth was small as well as symmetrical. I try not to stare too long, looked away to hide back as if he had heard something.
"It is time to try to link"
had to force himself to think that, in these times, friendships can last a short time.
The door was already open, waited until everyone was inside, man with the shotgun was in the hallway and looking at Paul without any trace friendly.
Trying to avoid his gaze toward the door, the man walked toward him and stood in his way.
- Do you have any injuries? "He said in a serious tone and hold his weapon
- I am not infected. "He answered bluntly.
- I have to make sure I do not want to take unnecessary risks. "He responded like an automaton.
Paul took the back pack and shirt and turned around on itself with arms raised and hands open.
- Enough? "He said beginning to feel angry.
The blonde girl was leaning against a wall watching with a sly smile, walked toward him.
- Do not get pissed off at the old Henry, just trying to protect us. "He said and he pulled the shirt he had thrown to the ground.
- Okay. - Really he would have done the same, he thought.
He put on his shirt, grabbed the bag reluctantly and went into the room, while Henry took from his pocket a small spray and sprayed the walls of the hallway, after it entered the large classroom.
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