Running, panting for breathe, the boy has been running from zombies in the corridors of his high school. His friends have either turned or are getting their brains eaten. He finally found an empty classroom and rushed in, quietly shutting the door so as not to alert the zombies nearby. Pressing his ear towards the door and heard the zombies shuffle past, he breathed a shaky sigh of relief. Sitting down on a chair to relax for a little bit, running the events that happened in the past hour. So much death, so much terror, he can't get his girlfriend's screams out of his head when she was being eaten from the throat from his friend, whom became a zombie from before. He ran past sooooo many people who were running from inevitable death. He took the locket that he had around his neck and opened it, revealing a picture of him and his best friend when they were in elementary school. He started forming a small smile on his face, he was her only friend when they were little, even before 2nd grade. He knew he had to find her, they were best friends after all. A faint growl was heard from the corner, a zombie was trapped underneath a fallen bookshelf. It growled and gurgled, struggling to get at it's tasty morsel, but it was out of reach. The boy looked around and found a baseball bat left by a random student. Looking back over to the zombie for a better look he realised it probably was this exact student who left the bat, he was wearing a baseball uniform with the eagles mascot on the front. He grabbed the metal like bat and decided what the hell.... And swung it down on the zombies noggin. Brain and blood splattered and it stopped moving, he threw up near the zombie and shook with terror. He decided to find someplace safer than this class room. He grabbed the bat and his now slightly empty backpack and opened the door and rushed out. Sooner or later more zombies were chasing him,  he kept on running though. Suddenly he felt his hoodie being grabbed at the side by a pair of hands. This was it, death had finally caught up to him.

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