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Rising Souls, Fallen Hearts; Zombies, Weapons, Carnage
Topic Started: Jun 23 2007, 06:10 PM (614 Views)
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cool!!!!!!!! Keep writing!
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Chapter 5:

The zombie's immediatley followed my scent out of the store. I saw them coming and was about to fire when, CRUNCH! I living corpse jumped on to my back and brought me to the ground hard. I think it might have broken my left shoulder blade. As I lay there on the filthy ground with a corpse on my back I quickly snapped back into action. I stood up and Splattered the zombie's head With a BANG! Despite the adrenaline in my system my shoulder blade felt as if it were being torn off of my body. I quicly darted forward behind a dumpster. I Carefully peeked over the dumpster to find myself looking death in the eyes. It seemed as though we looked into each others eyes for and hour, when the moment was shattered by the zombie's attack on my wounded shoulder. It dug its disgusting claws in my flesh. It felt as if my arm was being torn off. Oh wait... It was.

I looked in horror at my arm. It was being torn right off of my body. I was in too much pain to even fight this terrible beast. Other corpses were walking towards the scene, as spectators almost. I was in a sheer state of terror. I was watching my arm get torn off right in front of my eyes. When all of a sudden CRUNCH! SNAP! My arm came off causing the zombie to stagger backwards. But it quickly regained it's balance and started munching on my arm. The other zombie's seemed envious of him and turned on their own kind. It was a gruesome sight. The zombies were tearing each other limb from limb. I snapped back into the situation and ran like hell. I took as many twists and turns as I could hoping to throw my stalkers off course. I saw an escape ladder and started to climb...with one arm. It took all the strength in my body to hoist my self up to the roof of the building. I looked around and realized I could map out the city. I could see everything. Including the horde of flesh-eaters running after my scent. I Stepped on the edge of the building and started to shoot. BANG! BANG! BANG! I shot a zombie into a million pieces. BANG! BANG! I blew the head off a pursuer causing him to fall over on the cold, hard, ground. BANG! I blew a Corpse's face off point blank. They were surrounding me. There were more ladders attached to the building than I was aware of. Apparently More zombies were climbing up the other ladders while I was too preoccupied with the ones climbing right in front of me. Maybe these thing are smarter than I thought. I was completly enclosed by the living dead. I knew I was about to die...Then a life saving idea struck me. I bashed my way through the crowd and...

TO BE COUNTINUED...
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ooooo keepin the reader guessin i like that...good story
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Chapter 6:

I wasn't sure if I could go through with this, seeing as I only had one arm. I pumped my shotgun and started to run towards the edge of the building. Faster and faster I went. The zombies were chasing me with extreme speeds, and catching up fast. Before even realizing what I was doing, I jumped. Everything started to slowdown. It felt as if I was floating above the world. Then, reality quickly slapped me back into the situation. I quickly stuffed my shotgun into a holster on my thigh, and stuck my hand out towards the fire ladder on the building. My entire body was immediatley stopped from its deadly descent. I was jerked up holding onto the ladder. Above me I saw zombies jumping off of the building and falling to the ground with a sickening SMACK . I saw their bodies crumble into pieces. The corpses were falling left and right. The ones that did survive the fall were shocked to realize I was hiding right in front of their face.

I took this opprotunity to get the f**k out of there. I ran through the alley and into the street. ahead of me, I could see a dark alley way. I thought this might be good cover so I sped toward it. I dove into the alley. I felt a cold hand come across my neck. It was squeezing tighter and tighter. I ripped the hand off. What the f**k? It was a human hand. That meant I wasn't alone. "Wait stop!" The hand shot back into the darkness. "Who are you?", a voice said. I didn't know my name, as I had been dead for a while. "Blade" I said. "I'm Eve." A hand emerged from the blackness. I shook it. The rest of her body came out of the shadows. She was a girl, I would say about 5 foot 3. She had black hair, black eye liner, and was wearing a black outfit with red striped sleeves. "How did you survive?" she asked with a smirk on her face. "I stayed in a warehouse." I said. "Wow, who could have thought a weak little punk like you could live through this." "In case you haven't noticed, I missing a f**king arm!" "Yeah, Your alright."
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