Oww my head, what happened? Shit that wasn’t a dream?? I stood up cautiously, I turned frantically in each direction and yes, everyone was still here. Chris now sat on the bench and was staring at the door. Blotter was punching the wall repeatedly, his fists bloody, bruised and broken. The girl from before was still here, her loud sob seems to have died down to a quiet weep. I went and sat next to Chris, leaning back and trying to calm down. “What are we going to do?” I finally asked “I Shall VANQUISH this CURSED DRAGON NEXT TIME HE brings a CAPTIVE!!!” Blotter turned and shouted with a face that made my blood run cold. His eyes had gone completely black and he had been biting his lips so they were bleeding heavily. Sadly that was the best plan we had, I looked over at the weeping girl and asked out of boredom “What’s your name, man?” She looked up slowly”I-it’s….Sonja.” She stated uneasily “Much obliged, I’m Charlie, and the one next to me is Chris” “sup” he said “and that crazy motherfucker is referred to as Blotter” He bashed his head into the wall as some fucked-up form of recognition.
“So what’s your story?” her face twisted a little in despair “Well, me and my parents were going through Seattle, but we were overrun by those….things, we took shelter in a skyscraper.” “What was the name of it?” “I dunno, something like columbine or Columbia, anyway we took shelter there but this tall man dressed in a cop uniform, badge and everything, killed my parents and knocked me out.” “I’m sorry, how old are you?” “Sixteen, why?” “No reason, shit, hell of a world to bring a kid into.” I breathed deep, leaning back. I scratched at my beard impatiently, suddenly I heard a noise. The door opened again and I saw that man again, now that I looked at him he was dressed as a cop. He held another captive over his shoulder as he walked, he unlocked out door.
“HAVE AT YOU FOUL BEAST!!!” Was all that could be heard before I saw Blotter tackle the cop and gouge out his eyes. He punched him in the teeth until blood spilled out his mouth onto the cold ground. The cop was panicked but could do nothing; Blotter now held him with his thumbs pushing into his eyes and was bashing his head into the ground. “I SHALL FIGHT YOU TO SAVE THE FAIR PRINCESS!” He screamed, now frantically scratching at his flesh, ripping it off in little ribbons. I ran out the door and kicked him in the stomach as this was happening; the little shit was making the most inhuman sounds in all the agony. His eyes were gone, his teeth busted in, skin missing in strips, Blotter finally finished by standing up and jumping, he landed on the man’s chest and it caved in. He stopped moving, another exhibit of why you don’t fuck with someone high on acid.
“It’s okay now guys, come on.” I said happily, spitting on the corpse on the way out. “He’ll come back, would you like to do the honor, Sonja?” I continued, handing her a nightstick from a weapon rack, she grabbed it with delight and as soon as she heard the familiar sickly wheezing she bashed it’s undead brain in. “Thanks, I feel better now.” She said, I was glad I made her feel better, but I needed to get out of there “hey do ya wanna come with us on our journey out of Seattle?” “um sure, got no one else anyway.” She replied “gee thanks. In any case let’s go.” I said, looking for my bass. Paydirt, inside a room marked evidence was all my stuff, as well as Chris’ katana and Blotter’s Jessicka. “Come get your stuff.” Chris was the first to mention it “Holy shit though Blotter, that was intense!” he remarked as he grabbed his katana “I require no need for thanks.” He said, his voice doing strange things to every word. He grabbed his knife and walked out with me, I found another knife in there so I gave it to Sonja just in case.
When we stepped outside I took a moment to take in the fresh air, the sweet taste of freedom. Somehow the bastard dragged us all the way to the police station, and then I saw how. He had a police cruiser which still had gas; I got in the driver seat and told people to get in. “alright gramps floor it” Sonja said after she was buckled in, Chris was sitting next to me and blotter was behind me as I started to hotwire the car. After a little bit of tinkering it sprang to life and I went full speed to get the fuck out of here. I rolled down my window and stuck my head out. I could feel the cold air rush past me, my hair flowed in the wind. Nothing better than going ninety in a stolen cop car, after killing the owner of course. I saw a big group of zombies and I plowed right through them, listening to the bumps and squishes. “Where do you wanna go?” I asked Chris, he chuckled and said “Destination, anywhere but here.”
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