Zombie Themed Flash Fiction - The Boulevard At Last -
The boulevard at last, we have
finally made it through the city; our salvation lies ahead. I think we are safe
for the moment. At least, we are as safe as we can be in this plagued
nightmare. We should stop and rest; there are no signs of those beasts anywhere
and we will need all of our energy to make it out of the city. If my
calculations are correct, we have about two miles until we hit the bridge and
nine miles to our sanctuary.
We do not have long though. Our
pheromones make us tempting entrées out here in the open. I still cannot
believe how the immunization has mutated; it never should have caused this type
of reaction. I swear we are living in some type of butterfly effect. Damn, I
wish I had brought a gun. Yes, these vile beasts can be can be killed at close
range with a targeted blow to the head, but I would still prefer to distance
myself from them. Are you about ready to move again?
Great, just
in time. Look, over by the Console Energy Center, here they come. Damn, their
senses are even better than I imagined. Amazing! It is incredible how the
outbreak has spread so quickly through the population; there has to be 5000 or so
packed into that small area (way too many for me to stand here and count,
that’s for sure). Time to move on; we must hurry.
Quickly, down this alley. I
remember this from when I was a freshman at Duquesne. Yes, this should aid our
escape. God… Wrong turn! Damn it, those creatures are everywhere. How could
they have surrounded us so quickly? It is almost as if they knew we were coming
this way, like they knew our escape route. What to do, what to do? I guess… Paul?
Paul… Stop… There are far too many
for you to handle. We must take refuge. Look, that building would be perfect; the foundation is
built on the shoreline. Maybe there is a boat in that shed down there we could
find something to aid in our escape. Paul… Get back here! Mark, John, head inside… Paul…
Stop it Paul! Please! Please stop, I
have enough blood on my hands from this experiment. I could not live with
myself if I lost another. No! Over Here! No, leave him alone! It, It is me you
want. Hey, over here! Damn you… Stop… Oh god, what have I done? Paul, not you,
you bastards want me! I did this; I created you. I built the lab and designed
the vaccination. Take me! Here I am; yes, leave him alone. I deserve to die.
Please lord, have them take me and not Paul, he is innocent.
That is the
way, leave him… If only I had some type of weapon. Paul, run! Meet Mark and
John in that building, I will be right behind you. Run, run as fast as you can;
they are listening, coming for me. Yes, Paul, that door! You are almost there,
20-yards and you will be safe! Ten more steps Paul, that is all, just ten more.
Thank god…
No! Stop!
No! Where did that abomination come from? You bastard! Get your mouth off him.
Oh God, Paul, no. God, he is tearing into his neck, ripping at his flesh. Oh
God, no, not Paul!
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