“Let’s go!” a girls voice yelled. Kenneth’s head felt like it was about to explode, the pain was so unbearable. To his horror, his eyes had found the missing nurse; he could tell she was at full speed crawler toward the door.
Kenneth turned around to warn the old man about the nurse. When he looked to the car, he saw a beautiful brunette dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a dark red hooded sweater. Kenneth could tell she was yelling something, but he couldn’t hear her. His headache overwhelmed him, everything around him was getting dark as if someone had turned off the lights. Kenneth managed to walk a few steps forward but he never saw the stairs in front of him. He tumbled down the stairs, right next to the old man. Kenneth landed face up. He opened his eyes, barely able to see. Kenneth was able to hear the girl’s voice yelling for them to hurry up. Then a blurry image popped in front of him. It took a few seconds for his vision to adjust. The old man was kneeling next to him.
“You alright buddy?” he said. Kenneth was trying to open his mouth but the words wouldn’t come out. He was trying to warn them about what was inside of the hospital. Even if he could have spoken, it would have been too late. A shadow covered his vision, and the screams of the old man filled his ears. Kenneth looked to the right of him and saw the nurse on top of the old man. She was biting his face off and ravaging through the old man’s entire body, like a wild dog tearing apart a rabbit.
Kenneth heard a few gunshots and the nursed dropped motionless on top of the old man. He knew it was too late, the old man was dead and he hoped that the nurse was too.
“Are you ok?” a female voice asked. As soon as he heard the voice, a sharp pain came across his forehead. Kenneth looked up, looking for the girl. The moment he saw her face his whole vision turned black. He could no longer stand the pain and started to fade in and out of consciousness. Kenneth was able to hear the girl calling for someone, maybe the other person inside the car. She was asking him or her for some help. He felt a couple of hands grab him under his shoulder, then he felt the two of them drag him somewhere.
His vision was still not reliable and he still couldn’t make out anything he was looking at. The face of the girl and the other person appeared blurry and distorted. Kenneth heard the sound of a door open, then he was dragged inside the back of the car.
“He is not waking up,” a voice said. “It’s fine, let him rest. We have a long way to go,” the girl’s voice said. The last sound Kenneth heard was the sound of the car speeding away. He tried to hear any other noises, but his headache got worse and worse until he passed out…
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Charles Orangetree lives on Savannah with his wife, two sons, and dachshund. He is the author of “Diary of the Last Seed series”. You can contact him at charles.Orangetree@yahoo.com or www.facebook.com/DiaryOfTheLastSeed.
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