Post by Ellie on Jan 13, 2005 16:11:31 GMT -5
***robbie this isn't to be edited for the site***
In two hours they had found the supplies they needed to leave the mall. The problem was how were they going to leave without anyone detecting them. Kiley had left to see how the infected soldiers were doing. When she got back Carlos was telling them about his idea. They would take their stuff and leave through the loading zone at Sears. There was a small door, where the employees took their cigarette breaks. The exit is no where close to the main exits blocked by the zombies.
“I’m parked close to the side of Sears,” Donner said.
“Great,” Shane said. “We are seriously going to do this aren’t we?”<br>
“We have no other choice,” Donner said.
They waited for it to get dark. The soldiers had very high fevers, and Kiley had a feeling they had only a few hours before they turned. They slipped into sears, and went to the small door in the back at the loading area. It was locked. Everyone tried it.
“I think they jammed something against it,” Jonathan said. “They did blocked in all the windows.”<br>
“Shit,” Shane said. “Plan B anyone?” He looked at Donner, who shook his head. “Well let’s get out of here its creeping me out.”<br>
“It is,” Tony said.
They were leaving the store when their were some screams. “What’s. . .” Joseph didn’t finish. There were some gunshots from down towards the other end of the mall. There were some people running by them.
Kiley grabbed a man’s arm. He looked at her frightened. “Let go of me,” he said voice full of panic.
“What’s happening?”<br>
“We are all fucking dead!” he started shouting. “They are in.”<br>
She let him go. Her eyes darted around. “Come on guys,” she said. She ran over to the restaurant. She jumped the counter, and landed hard glad she didn’t land unsteady. The guys followed her. Tony and Carlos, both the shortest of the group, took longer. They got to the back of the store.
“What’s the plan?” Donner asked.
Kiley had dropped her stuff on the ground, and went over to the broiler. She pulled it forward, and disappeared in back of it. Joseph peaked around at her. “What are you doing?”<br>
“Remember when you had to teach me to close?”<br>
He nodded. “Terrible times,” he said.
She gave him a little angry look before she started to take the pieces off. “Goody for me I remembered some things. I also remember as I took these parts off how dangerous they could be. I want the long piece.”<br>
“Why?” he asked.
“Because you can never be too safe.”<br>
“We have guns.”<br>
“Yes, but I have other plans. Here,” she handed him the big piece. As he left to find a place to put it, she grabbed the long sharp piece of metal off. She came back around with the metal stick in her hands. She turned as the screams started in the food court.
“If you have a plan I say we go now,” Shane said.
She watched. The hurt soldiers had become zombies. The zombies that have entered the mall were to busy with all the screaming people to notice the dark figures in the store. A tomb, she thought. She ran back behind the broiler and turned on the gas. She went over to Shane. “I need your lighter.”<br>
He didn’t ask, but just fished around in his pocket and handed it over to her. She grabbed the small pickle bucket by the hand sink and dumped it into the big garbage can. They always forgot to dump it so it was full of paper towels. She went over and grabbed some of the boxes on the back shelves and dumped the contents on the floor.
Donner understanding what she was doing grabbed a few of the boxes by him doing the same. He put them next to the garbage can. He then grabbed her stuff, they were going to have to run when she lit it. “Tony the door,” he said.
“What if they are out there?” he asked almost in a panicky tone.
“They can’t,” Joseph said. “The fire door was blocked in.” He then smelt the gas. “Kiley what are you doing?”<br>
“And where else does the door lead?” she asked him as she put a few more boxes on the heap.
Him and Carlos looked at her, and then at each other. “The trash compacter,” Carlos said. “And it shouldn’t be blocked in.”<br>
“Tony the door,” Donner said. “Come on Kiley. Its sounding ugly out front.”<br>
She spun the roll on the lighter and watched the flame spring to life. She then held it against the closest box for a few seconds until it flamed. She then lit the paper in the big garbage can. More louder screams. Her eyes went to the front counter just as a zombie tore a chunk of some man’s throat out. It chomped away, and did a slight turn looking around for a second. And it caught sight of the fire, and her still holding the lighter. It’s mouth opened, blood coated its teeth and chin, it let out a moan and walked to the counter. It bumped into it, moaning more.
“Fuck,” she said as her hand started to burn. She dropped the lighter, and turned. It was definitely time to leave. She raced out the hall with the guys.
“My lighter,” Shane said almost sadly.
“I get you a new one,” she said.
They got to the maintenance room, which led right into the trash compacter room. “Hey I’m parked here,” Joseph said.
“Your car can only hold four of us, pushing five. Not six,” Carlos said.
Kiley nodded. “Like the boss says,” she said, “We will make it fit.”<br>
“Guys we have a problem,” Tony said looking down at the floor.
They all looked at the trail of blood leading out of the room into the room holding the compacter. “The room ain’t that big,” Carlos said.
“We can’t go back,” Donner said.
“We have to do it. The place is going to explode any second,” Kiley said. She had her metal stick in one hand and the other on the door. “Back me up guys.” She turned the knob and pushed open the door.
The room was dark. She reached with her free hand feeling for the light switch. Her hand found it and she flipped it on. The room already smelt of garbage, but there was another smell in there. The smell of death. Her eyes darted around seeing nothing. She then looked at the floor looking for the blood trail. She followed after it slowly, one foot at a time. The guys had their guns pointed all around.
The trail ended in the back of the room. What she saw made her almost drop the metal stick, as her stomach heaved. Blood on the wall, and a puddle on the ground. In the middle of the puddle was the torso of one of the new janitors. His head had been ripped from the body, and lay on its side looking up at her, its mouth wide open in a silent scream. It was a bit much for her to take in.
She turned disappearing behind what the called the grease pit, the metal compartment they and the other stores dumped their grease, and threw up. Donner didn’t fallow, but stayed by the side of the grease pit. “We have to go,” he said his voice gentle. He didn’t dare look at the mess at the back of the room.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “Okay,” she said. “I’m okay.” She came around to meet him.
Carlos was standing by the door, far away from whatever was back there. He didn’t want to even know what it could be. He just wanted to get the hell out of there. He didn’t notice the blood soaked hands until they grabbed his chubby neck. He let out a deafening scream, and it echoed through the metal walled room. The zombie had him good, he struggled, but its hold on him wouldn’t be budged from his position. He had no real fighting ground. He screamed again as he felt the human teeth sink into his shoulder, and then it was numb.
The others were trying to get him away from the zombie. No one dared to shoot because he was too close to it. Kiley remembered her metal stick. She pushed herself in close, knowing how dangerous it was. She swung the stick hard hitting the zombie in the head. It turned its head looking at her. Shane yelled for her to watch out, just as she jammed the stick into the zombie’s eye. She shoved as hard as she could, the zombie fell backward with the pressure. She stepped on its chest and using both hands she moved the stick around as if stirring it. The zombie lay still.
She left the stick were it was in the zombie’s head and went over to check on Carlos. “He’s hurt pretty bad,” Joseph said. Just then the gas caught, and the room earthqauked around them.
In two hours they had found the supplies they needed to leave the mall. The problem was how were they going to leave without anyone detecting them. Kiley had left to see how the infected soldiers were doing. When she got back Carlos was telling them about his idea. They would take their stuff and leave through the loading zone at Sears. There was a small door, where the employees took their cigarette breaks. The exit is no where close to the main exits blocked by the zombies.
“I’m parked close to the side of Sears,” Donner said.
“Great,” Shane said. “We are seriously going to do this aren’t we?”<br>
“We have no other choice,” Donner said.
They waited for it to get dark. The soldiers had very high fevers, and Kiley had a feeling they had only a few hours before they turned. They slipped into sears, and went to the small door in the back at the loading area. It was locked. Everyone tried it.
“I think they jammed something against it,” Jonathan said. “They did blocked in all the windows.”<br>
“Shit,” Shane said. “Plan B anyone?” He looked at Donner, who shook his head. “Well let’s get out of here its creeping me out.”<br>
“It is,” Tony said.
They were leaving the store when their were some screams. “What’s. . .” Joseph didn’t finish. There were some gunshots from down towards the other end of the mall. There were some people running by them.
Kiley grabbed a man’s arm. He looked at her frightened. “Let go of me,” he said voice full of panic.
“What’s happening?”<br>
“We are all fucking dead!” he started shouting. “They are in.”<br>
She let him go. Her eyes darted around. “Come on guys,” she said. She ran over to the restaurant. She jumped the counter, and landed hard glad she didn’t land unsteady. The guys followed her. Tony and Carlos, both the shortest of the group, took longer. They got to the back of the store.
“What’s the plan?” Donner asked.
Kiley had dropped her stuff on the ground, and went over to the broiler. She pulled it forward, and disappeared in back of it. Joseph peaked around at her. “What are you doing?”<br>
“Remember when you had to teach me to close?”<br>
He nodded. “Terrible times,” he said.
She gave him a little angry look before she started to take the pieces off. “Goody for me I remembered some things. I also remember as I took these parts off how dangerous they could be. I want the long piece.”<br>
“Why?” he asked.
“Because you can never be too safe.”<br>
“We have guns.”<br>
“Yes, but I have other plans. Here,” she handed him the big piece. As he left to find a place to put it, she grabbed the long sharp piece of metal off. She came back around with the metal stick in her hands. She turned as the screams started in the food court.
“If you have a plan I say we go now,” Shane said.
She watched. The hurt soldiers had become zombies. The zombies that have entered the mall were to busy with all the screaming people to notice the dark figures in the store. A tomb, she thought. She ran back behind the broiler and turned on the gas. She went over to Shane. “I need your lighter.”<br>
He didn’t ask, but just fished around in his pocket and handed it over to her. She grabbed the small pickle bucket by the hand sink and dumped it into the big garbage can. They always forgot to dump it so it was full of paper towels. She went over and grabbed some of the boxes on the back shelves and dumped the contents on the floor.
Donner understanding what she was doing grabbed a few of the boxes by him doing the same. He put them next to the garbage can. He then grabbed her stuff, they were going to have to run when she lit it. “Tony the door,” he said.
“What if they are out there?” he asked almost in a panicky tone.
“They can’t,” Joseph said. “The fire door was blocked in.” He then smelt the gas. “Kiley what are you doing?”<br>
“And where else does the door lead?” she asked him as she put a few more boxes on the heap.
Him and Carlos looked at her, and then at each other. “The trash compacter,” Carlos said. “And it shouldn’t be blocked in.”<br>
“Tony the door,” Donner said. “Come on Kiley. Its sounding ugly out front.”<br>
She spun the roll on the lighter and watched the flame spring to life. She then held it against the closest box for a few seconds until it flamed. She then lit the paper in the big garbage can. More louder screams. Her eyes went to the front counter just as a zombie tore a chunk of some man’s throat out. It chomped away, and did a slight turn looking around for a second. And it caught sight of the fire, and her still holding the lighter. It’s mouth opened, blood coated its teeth and chin, it let out a moan and walked to the counter. It bumped into it, moaning more.
“Fuck,” she said as her hand started to burn. She dropped the lighter, and turned. It was definitely time to leave. She raced out the hall with the guys.
“My lighter,” Shane said almost sadly.
“I get you a new one,” she said.
They got to the maintenance room, which led right into the trash compacter room. “Hey I’m parked here,” Joseph said.
“Your car can only hold four of us, pushing five. Not six,” Carlos said.
Kiley nodded. “Like the boss says,” she said, “We will make it fit.”<br>
“Guys we have a problem,” Tony said looking down at the floor.
They all looked at the trail of blood leading out of the room into the room holding the compacter. “The room ain’t that big,” Carlos said.
“We can’t go back,” Donner said.
“We have to do it. The place is going to explode any second,” Kiley said. She had her metal stick in one hand and the other on the door. “Back me up guys.” She turned the knob and pushed open the door.
The room was dark. She reached with her free hand feeling for the light switch. Her hand found it and she flipped it on. The room already smelt of garbage, but there was another smell in there. The smell of death. Her eyes darted around seeing nothing. She then looked at the floor looking for the blood trail. She followed after it slowly, one foot at a time. The guys had their guns pointed all around.
The trail ended in the back of the room. What she saw made her almost drop the metal stick, as her stomach heaved. Blood on the wall, and a puddle on the ground. In the middle of the puddle was the torso of one of the new janitors. His head had been ripped from the body, and lay on its side looking up at her, its mouth wide open in a silent scream. It was a bit much for her to take in.
She turned disappearing behind what the called the grease pit, the metal compartment they and the other stores dumped their grease, and threw up. Donner didn’t fallow, but stayed by the side of the grease pit. “We have to go,” he said his voice gentle. He didn’t dare look at the mess at the back of the room.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “Okay,” she said. “I’m okay.” She came around to meet him.
Carlos was standing by the door, far away from whatever was back there. He didn’t want to even know what it could be. He just wanted to get the hell out of there. He didn’t notice the blood soaked hands until they grabbed his chubby neck. He let out a deafening scream, and it echoed through the metal walled room. The zombie had him good, he struggled, but its hold on him wouldn’t be budged from his position. He had no real fighting ground. He screamed again as he felt the human teeth sink into his shoulder, and then it was numb.
The others were trying to get him away from the zombie. No one dared to shoot because he was too close to it. Kiley remembered her metal stick. She pushed herself in close, knowing how dangerous it was. She swung the stick hard hitting the zombie in the head. It turned its head looking at her. Shane yelled for her to watch out, just as she jammed the stick into the zombie’s eye. She shoved as hard as she could, the zombie fell backward with the pressure. She stepped on its chest and using both hands she moved the stick around as if stirring it. The zombie lay still.
She left the stick were it was in the zombie’s head and went over to check on Carlos. “He’s hurt pretty bad,” Joseph said. Just then the gas caught, and the room earthqauked around them.