*Huff Huff*
As Terry was gasping for air he started running once again, he was in shape but he had never ran this much in his life. The infected kept coming. Terry pulled out his pistol and hit one in front of him then had a clear view of a building not knowing what it was he ran inside. As he closed the door he looked around searching for anything, anyone. He yelled trying to find a human but all he could hear was his echo. He walked around the large open area hoping he was safe for now.
"Whats this," Terry said as he picked up a post card.
The post card read "London the city of dreams."
"Thats bull****."
As Terry was examing it he noticed something on the back it, they look like directions but he couldnt really tell, the only word he could make out was airport.
"Well maybe there are people there, its better than sittin in a building waitin to be someones food."
Terry walked towards the window opening it ever so slighty just so he could look out and see how many there were.
"4."
He loaded his pistol, checked his knife, and got as ready as he would ever be. He slowly opened the door hoping they wouldnt notice, luckily they didnt. Suddenly a shot, one drops, another shot and another one goes down, then the remaining two turn and run towards Terry. As hes running he fires blindlessly behind his back missing again and again. He takes a sharp left and jumps onto a trash can. Boom another falls as its hit in the leg, then its hit in the head. Terry jumps down, he runs, then he loads his gun. Turns and falls and his arm lands on a piece of broken glass and is cut, his gun stumbles out of his hand.Then the last one is right about to grab him and he pulls his knife and stabs it in the side of his hand. as hes getting up he makes sure none of the blood got on him, luckily none did.
"That was a close one."
Then Terry picked up his gun and ripped a piece of cloth of a shirt that was on the ground and wrapped his arm up.
"I need to find a doctor to stitch this up."
He started walking around tryin to find out where his is and he suddenly sees a sign that reads "Airport: 2 miles" and it points up the street. He starts heading in that direction trying to get there as soon as possible knowing that might be the only safe place he can find. After about what seemed like forever hes at the door to the airport.
"Made it," he says with the utmost relief.
Then Terry walked up to the door, gun in hand, waiting to see whats goin to be on the other side.
Dont speak, just die!
