elbos @ 2008-02-08T22: 39:00
"Killing is easy in theory. Fucking hard in practice. "
thought after using the knife to kill the creature. Rebecca helped her finally shed the lifeless body of the window. He sighed and looked around the place, it was still work to do before relaxing.
first thing was to close windows and blinds closed, those infected can go down the fire escape and reach them, even remotely possible given its agility, not be ruled out that option.
course not a mere blinds serious obstacles to stop them, but they would have time to react before they came.
The small room was well furnished with a television that Paul could see the dust that not a lot to be lit.
The house was completely full and unsettling silence, should ensure that they could use this site as a fort until they could rescue them.
The departure lounge is split into two narrow corridors.
On the left, the door was opened fully to the left of this there was another room that could not see but which came the first rays of the sun.
not think twice, ran down the narrow hallway and closed the door to the landing roughly.
Seconds later she realized it was a mistake, the noise may attract more infected. Leaning against the door
turned his head and saw the room that had not reached to see the kitchen.
Even in the living room door was timidly and Rebecca. He was completely pale, not knowing I could have sworn it was an infected
He motioned to come over.
- Come on, no one there.
She walked slowly towards him as Paul hit the ear to the door, there was no road noise and did not know if that was good.
entered the narrow kitchen, and opened several shelves on which food was canned and in bulk. He kept his precious brown and picked up a package and examined it carefully.
"INDIVIDUAL RATION"
"refugee food seems ..."
left the package over the sink. Then he opened the tap, nothing, no water
sighed in anguish, to which he had not eaten enough but still could not relax.
- Stay here and take all the food you find in good condition. I'm going to explore the rest of the house, I shall soon. - Whispered as she turned toward the hall
- Vale ... - murmured with a taste for irony. From his tone I sensed that not any fun to be alone. He left the hall
steadily, grasped the gun with both hands, as he had seen on hundreds of occasions in the spy movies, with except that it was not and that his hands shook.
He retraced his steps down the narrow corridor, passing through the classroom door stopped to take a look. Everything was the same.
continued up to the corner. He had two options, move straight to the front room and turn left. Had not yet decided when stared at a point in the room, something that did not fit.
"A camera ... Here?"
One size still camera focused directly visible enough.
"Either I'm very confused or Big Brother is not rolling on floors."
Overcome your fear and with a grin that resembled a smile went forward.
An ordinary door blocked the way, there would have been a problem opening knob. Was uprooted and had been closed previously.
pushed but did not budge an inch, so I decided that it would investigate the other side.
turned on his steps, as a distant murmur was heard Rebecca revolver and walk through the kitchen, not cared for her and crossed to the right.
Three doors, one on the right, one front and one on the left.
The left door was ajar, turned on the light and waited a second to any motion, looked at the floor, none shadow obstructed the passage of light into the hallway, she realized it was safe and opened the door completely.
was about to shoot the front being reflected in the mirror, take the pellet gun movement was to crash his gun against the door frame and the impact bent a finger. He tried by all means not shouting, just released an "ay" very content, while resting on the frame grabbed his finger still holding the gun. With tears in his eyes and snorting was introduced to the bathroom, almost slipped because of wet conditions, should be a broken pipe because the ground was soaked with water.
"Wow, this bathroom is more deadly than the roof burst infected ... "joke
So the brave when death gives them back, or when fear leads them to the brink of insanity.
He went to lie cold water on your finger a few seconds, but had no water was to be expected. The bathroom was spotless, except for the floor. A slight mechanical hum made it's skin crawl, he turned on his heel and looked out the door with gun in hand. The camera had changed position and was directly aimed at him. A chill ran down her spine, something creepy was in that house, but think of something dangerous in a city that is full of death at every corner, it sounded a bit obvious.
He looked at the camera, thinking he would be watching, decided not to waste any more time and brandishing his gun went straight to open the front room.
opened it but doing a puff of air to push back the door and slammed the door. Opened it again, this time carrying his weight against the door when there was enough gap to pass, slipped the door preventing it make a sandwich. Now understand this violent storm, one wall was a large window shattered and the room was a study in a flurry of full papers. Entered at his feet fell a newspaper clipping which read as headline:
"THE BOSS POLICE SQUARE JESUS GARCIA SAYS RECENT MURDERS ARE THE PRIORITY NOW
The wall was a large cork where subjects were even some cuts.
"YOUTH ATTACKED IN A CITY PARK"
"DOS VIOLENT MURDER IN ADDITION TO THE ACCOUNT"
"THE GREATEST OF OUR COUNTRY'S MURDERER STILL LOOSE AND WITHOUT IDENTIFICATION"
Poor people did not know at that time it was not just a murderer, if not that they were their own executioners.
Paul thought for a few seconds on the first victims, at least they were not suffering this hell, or perhaps are one of the countless masses of people out there looking for more victims. He shook his head, taking off those thoughts. It was time to auto discouraged. He opened a drawer of the oak table. Several
clips, thumbtacks, a lighter, folios and a letter opener. He took the back burner and go back to where I had entered. He was the last room to be seen. Be assumed that before entering a bedroom and their suspicions were confirmed, a small bedroom that had not been cleaned in days, with a small bed, a TV and a cabinet soon to open, everything was women's clothing.
"Well, it would have been rare here having a man sleep desserts semi nude male celebrity. "
turned on the television and sat on the bed. Nothing interference all the time, no chain operated. He sighed wearily turned it off.
- Rebecca How are you going? - Said as he walked to the kitchen.
- Well, there is enough food for a month if we manage well and ...
* Bum * ...
A sharp noise interrupted the sentence.
* Bum * Bum *
more hits, all performed in the solid door. There had to throw too much imagination, had been found. Barely
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