Survive
I leap over a log, sprinting through the dense forest. I reach out, latching on to a tree trunk. I use the momentum to turn sharply to the right, stumbling from the force, but not daring to slow my mad dash.Risking a glance over my shoulder, I see them closing in, circling me.My breathing is ragged, and I push myself faster, barely noticing the stinging kisses of the low hanging branches.Tears fall from my eyes, but I ignore them, forcing down my despair. I cough, stumbling a few steps.I look over my shoulder again, missing the fallen tree a few feet ahead.I trip over the fallen log, flying a few feet before rolling along the forest ground, feeling the twigs scratching my skin. My back slams against a tree, and I hear the wet thud, and I cry out at the pain that floods my body.Darkness slams into me, but I desperately force it back, trying and failing to get back to my feet, to run. I scream as they come into view, limping up to me slowly.I push myself up, but I collapse, that darkness pushing down on me, pinning me against the ground.I know at that moment that I'm done, that it's over. I'm over.One of them leans over me, and I can taste it's breath, like rot and decay. Fear like nothing I have ever felt numbs me, freezes me.I flail my arms and legs, but it grabs my left arm, clamping it's yellow, rotting teeth down on my scratched, bruised skin.I scream, my high pitched wail going unnoticed.Finally, I give into the darkness, my body going limp.The last thing I see before my eyes close is the zombie stand, watching me blankly, it's gaze unfeeling, just as I know mine would soon be.…
