I feared for the worst. What had happened? I saw my father running down the stairs. But he tripped and fell. His gun shoving a few meters away from him. Theywere walking towards him.
He couldn't reach for his gun, as it was too far away and they were too close to him now. He looked at me but he broke eye contact when those things scratched, clawed and as final...bit into him. I covered my mouth with my hand. Tears were spilling over my face.
My mind was tearing apart. I couldn't believe it. And I kept wishing that it was all some horrible dream and that I for sure would wake up in a few minutes. When I would wake, my dad would be there, he would calm me down.
But no...That didn't happen.
I ran to the door and hoped I could do anything to help him. But I knew somewhere deep in my heart, I wasn't able to help my dad. And for some reason, I couldn't possibly look away.
When my dad finally was able to reach to his gun, he didn't use it. No...instead he tossed it to me. "G-go," he said with all that he had. "Now," And that was the last thing he said. I saw him take his last breath.
I knew that everything had changed at that exact moment. But I also knew that I couldn't mess this up. We needed to leave, even the rats new that. So, I decided that it was time to act strong and brave. For him.
I ran to the gun, but one of them looked up and snarled. And then the other one followed, then another one. Blood dripping from their mouths. I was frozen, but not for long. When they started to walk towards me, I grabbed the gun and shut the door with a hard bang behind me. "That should keep them in for a little while, but still, we need to go," I said and turned around.
Until I heard glass breaking. The kitchen window was now broken. They surely did find their way around there pretty fast. "Get in the car. All of you. Now!" Patrick yelled. Kate and I already were at the car doors, when we realized that mum wasn't moving. "Mum? What's wrong? We need to go now!" Kate said and I could hear the panic in her voice.
"You guys have to keep moving. I'll only slow you down. I can prevent them from going after you." Mum said, looking at us. "I love you," she smiled at us. But Kate wasn't accepting it.
"No! That is not an option! Do you hear me? You are coming with us we are not leaving you here!" But my mom ignored Kate completely, "I love you, now you keep moving!" She said and walked to the door, opened it and stepped inside.
Kate fell down on her knees and cried her heart out. I tried to pull her up but kept looking at our white marble doors. If our mom had sacrificed herself so that we had a chance to get away safely, we shouldn't let that slip. How selfish that may have seemed, but I wasn't ready to die yet. None of us were and of that, I was very sure.
So, at that point, when I couldn't get Kate off the ground, Patrick came to rescue. He somehow shook her awake and got her moving.
Patrick started the car and drove us away from the house. Behind us, the streets were filled with screams. Screams that came from our house. Our home...it is the last thing we heard from her.
As we drove away from our home, I started to think about what had happened in the last 30 minutes. I lost both my parents by people. But why would they bite into them? That was the question that I kept asking myself until it hit me. The only explainable reason for this was that they were cannibals.
I started to feel so numb like I was alone and that I would be alone forever. That there are no people around me, except me. How did we even get to this point? Cannibals? How is that even a real thing?
We drove past houses, people, children-- I couldn't hear. I felt like I was getting deaf. There was a high-pitched sound in my ears that wouldn't go away and the worst of all was that the sun was blinding me like it wanted me to be blind. It was terrifying.
For a few moments, it was completely silent. I couldn't even hear a pin drop, but then everything came rushing back. I heard Kate crying, Patrick trying to calm her, people screaming, moans, snarls. I couldn't hear it anymore. I couldn't cope with everything happening around me. I put my hands over my ears. I covered them from all the sounds. But that didn't last very long.
I don't know how it happened, but our car crashed against a tree. And I got my face against the chair. It was silent in the car. Kate had stopped crying, and I didn't hear Patrick anymore. But what I did hear were them.
I looked outside the window and I saw that they were coming this way. It scared me quite much. So, I shook Kate and yelled for Patrick. But neither of them answered me. So, I yelled harder, and I shook harder.
Finally, after a couple of rough shakings, I heard Patrick groan and I saw that Kate had opened her eyes. "What happened?" She asked. Her voice sounded like sandpaper like she hadn't had anything to drink for hours.
Patrick shook his head, "I don't know, everything was fine before..." He zoned out for a minute, and I saw blood dripping from his nose.
None of us looked quite fine. My head was throbbing and I was sure that tomorrow I might have a bruise on my forehead.
"Patrick!!" Kate started to shake him and pulled at his sleeve. Wherever he was, he came back. "What?!" He yelled, but Kate ignored that and brought her finger up to the window. I saw his face change, then I looked out of the window myself. I forgot about how they were walking our way, and I freaked out about how close they were. And there were a lot of them.
"We need to get out of here!" I suddenly yelled. I was shocked I even said that because I was so scared out of my goddamn mind that I couldn't even think straight. "But where?" Kate asked, "where do we go, we can't go out there or can't you see that?!" Getting an angry Kate was better than having a very sad Kate.
Patrick grabbed Kate's arm and gave it a slight pull. "Jane is right, Kate. We need to get out of here. And I know it's a big risk, but we need to try..." Kate opened her mouth and was ready to say something, but Patrick cut her off, "...or we could stay here, in the car. But then we could also die. There would only be more and more of them, and then we would have zero chance of getting the hell out of here!"