𝘼 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙡𝙚 echoes throughout the large and dark tunnel as Blake's emerald orbs scan over the dark abyss. Feeling the pit of her stomach churn with anxiety as Thomas shifts awkwardly next to her.

Rattling sounds from the old metal as the vehicle hits a bump, making the girl hold her breath as Fry switches the lights to the vehicle on—Illuminating the tunnel.

"Here" Thomas says, catching the girl's attention. Snapping her eyes over to the boy, Thomas holds a flashlight out to the girl.

Sending the boy a small smile, Blake takes the flashlight and flicks the switch. "Thanks"

Newt and Fry share a smirk as they listen to the two awkward teenagers. Both boys knew the two had somewhat grown apart from being separated for so long, but they could tell the two were still in love with each other.

And the tension is suffocating. The two idiots are in love, but won't do anything about it.

"Well, here we go." Fry says, cutting through the awkward silence.

Settling his spotlight on the open window seal, Newt scans the beam around. "Yeah, just take it nice and slow."

Blake's wide emerald search through the old and rusted cars around them as the group of teens slowly creep through the debris.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." Fry's voice startles the girl, quickly rolling up her window, before snapping her eyes to where the boy points.

𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥.

Fear floods the small brunette's body as she peers in-between the two boys, noticing the silhouette of a crank in front of them. "I don't like this." Blake whispers as the crank inhumanly gags and growls.

"It's okay." Thomas whispers "It's just one."

"Yeah, till he calls out to his buddies that dinner is here." Blake mutters, trying to keep her cool as her heart pounds against her chest.

"Just take it slow— and go around him." Thomas continues, ignoring Blake's comment.

A shaky inhale coming from the small brunette makes the boy snap his gaze to the girl. Heart clenching as he notices the fear in her eyes and stiff posture.

"We'll be fine." Thomas tries to assure the girl, running his hand across he material of the old sea, to rest on a smaller, shaky hand. Blake shoots the boy a small smile as she overturns her small hand to intertwine with his.

"Take it slow." Fry repeats in a whisper, cocking his head to the side as Newt and Thomas switch their flashlights off. "Take it slow" Fry repeats again, trying to calm himself as Blake also flicks her flashlight off.

Squeaking of the windows rolling up, causes the anxiety in Blake's stomach to rise. Heart pounding against her chest as she watches Thomas roll his side up as well.

𝘕𝘰𝘱𝘦—𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴.

A sudden thump on Blake's window, makes the small girl and Thomas flinch back. The boy quickly pulling Blake close to his side as a woman appears on the other side of the glass.

Emerald orbs widen with fear as the woman taps on the window, frantically. The woman begs "please!" As she smacks her hand on the glass. "Please!" The lady tries again.

Thomas holds Blake impossibly closer to his chest as he shines his flashlight at the woman, noticing the black saliva and pale features of the woman's face.

"Hellllllllllll no." Blake breathes out "shoo!" The small brunette flicks her wrist, trying shoo the woman away from her side of the vehicle.

The woman' eyes widen as she starts panicking, tapping on the window faster as she tries to pull on the door handle.

The grip on Blake's arm tightens as Thomas pulls her closer and further away from the window, almost setting the girl on his lap to protect her from the insane person on the other side of the glass.

"Help me" The crank tries, shaking as her widened and crazed eyes stare at the two brunettes. "Please—"

A sudden thud on the window behind Thomas, makes all of the teenagers jump. A small scream falling from Blake's lips as her wide emerald orbs land on a crank looking into the vehicle on Thomas' side.

The boy reacts on instinct and quickly jerks away from the other side, pulling Blake towards the middle of the back seat as the crank begs "Please! Let me in!"

"Like hell!" Blake mutters, quickly snapping her eyes to the two in the front seat. "Fry, we gotta go. Now!"

"Please!"

"Open the door!" More cranks beg as they pile around the car, causing each teenager to panic even more.

𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘦, 𝘰𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘥.

"You gotta go, right now." Thomas ushers, snapping his head to every thud sounding from each window.

"Why won't you open it?" The crank asks, pounding on the glass closest to Blake. The small brunette's body shakes with fear as her wide emeralds snap to the lady.

"For obvious reasons —you crazy bitch." Blake spat between the boys ushering Fry to step on it.

"Just floor, it!" Thomas ushered, voice raising—as more and more cranks started pounding on the windows, pulling Blake closer to him as he yelled in fear.

"Fry!" Newt yelled "Go!"

"Hold on!" The boy yelled in the driver seat, fumbling with the keys.

"Just floor it!" Thomas yelled again in panic.

"Come on!"

"Oh my god, we're going to die." Blake shook her head

The tires on the vehicle screech as Fry steps on the gas— but almost immediately throws the teenagers forward as the car came to an abrupt stop.

"Holy shit!" Blake cussed, eyes growing impossibly wider as a crank landed on-top of the hood of the car.

Fry steps on the gas again, trying to get the creature out of his way, as it suddenly rears back it's fist and punches the windshield—making the glass crack as the teenagers flinched back. A terrified scream escaping from the small brunette.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Come on, Fry! Shake him" Thomas yelled, keeping a tight grasp on Blake as the vehicle weaved around abandoned vehicles.

"I'm trying!" Fry screamed in a panic, not being too successful with throwing the crazed creature off of the hood.

Swinging to the right and left, the boy tries once again to shake the creature off, but the crank crawls to the side of the vehicle and pounds it's fist against the window—distracting the ex cook as he drives.

"Go!"

"Fry!" Blake's shaky voice calls out to the boy as her heart pounds against her chest. Shaking as her and Thomas are thrown back and forth in the back seat.

The creature screeches and growls as it continues pounding its fist against Frypan's window. "Hang on!" Fry yells as he whips the vehicle to the left, knocking the creature off onto another abandoned car.

"Oh, god" The boy sighs as he presses his foot harder into the gas petal, trying to calm himself as Newt, Blake, and Thomas all watch the creature grow smaller into the distance.

Letting himself sink back into his seat, Thomas let's out a small sigh before his eyes snap in front of them. "Frypan, watch out!" Thomas yells, snapping the boy's distracted gaze back in front of him.

"Shit!" Blake cusses as the vehicle suddenly hits something, slowly tipping to the side as Thomas once again pulls Blake to his side.

Glass shatters as the car flips upside down, leaving coughs to erupt from each teenager's lips as they blink their eyes open.

"Everyone okay?" Thomas asks, blinking his eyes open as Blake hisses at the sting on her head.

"My hand." Fry groans "My hand."

The small brunette hisses and brings her shaky hand up to her head, letting her fingers touch the warm liquid dripping down.

Thomas flicks a flashlight on, blinding the girl as she raises her hand up to block the light. "Blake, cover your eyes." Thomas says, before kicking out the glass with his foot.

"Oh, shit." Thomas hisses as he glances at the boy "You okay, man?"

"Yeah, you alright?" Newt asks "Blake?"

"Yeah I'm okay" Blake's voice shakes as Thomas grabs onto her jacket, pushing her out of the flipped vehicle's window before crawling out behind her.

"Wait! Thomas!" Fry calls out "Thomas, the door!"

Blake tries to catch her breath as Thomas lands next to her, shining his flashlight at the flipped vehicle before helping the girl to her feet.

Thomas quickly comes to the driver's side door, helping the boy pry it open, as Frypan panics, banging his fist against the rusted metal.

"Fry go around!" Thomas yells, not being able to pull the door open as Blake quickly rushed to the passenger side.

Kicking the door open, the blond tumbles out onto the dirt below—coughing as Blake rushes to his side to help him up.

"Newt, you okay?" The small brunette questioned, wrapping her small hands around the boy's bicep as she steadies the boy.

"Yeah, I think so." Newt says, steadying himself as Thomas rushes to hold the door open for Fry.

"Fry, you good?" Thomas questions as he shines his flashlight to give the other boy some light.

A sudden scream echoing through the tunnel makes Blake's emeralds widen in horror. Thomas and Newt quickly whip around towards the echo as Blake snaps the button of her holster loose. Quickly, her small hand wraps around the cold metal and pulls the weapon out.

"Oh, shit." Newt hisses as he moves to step in-front of the small girl, also pulling his gun out of his holster as Blake keeps her weapon pointed toward the ground.

"Frypan, I think we gotta move." Thomas panics, voice coming out shaky as a crank runs closer.

"Oh shit!" The cook cusses, quickly ducking inside the vehicle to grab his pack as Blake steps beside Newt, raising her weapon.

A loud boom cracks through the tunnel as the girl squeezes the trigger, making the boys flinch as the small brunette stands with a determined gaze.

Newt and Thomas' mouths hang open for a second as the creature falls to the ground—with a bullet hole perfectly placed in its forehead.

The two boys share a look of disbelief, before another gun shot rings out from the girl's direction, knocking another creature dead—a few yards away.

𝘏𝘰𝘸—𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘵...Thomas blinks, shaking his head before Fry yells "Wait a minute!"

"Fry, we don't have a minute!" Blake yells as the hoard of creatures screech and growl.

"Fry, now!"

"Let's go!" The two usher the boy as Thomas jumps forward—latching his hand onto Blake's wrist to pull her back as Newt steps in front of the two and aims his gun at a crank.

"Come on, what are you doing? We gotta go, now!" Thomas shouts, panic evident in his voice as Newt fires off a few shots.

"Fry gotta go!" Blake shouts, ripping her arm out of Thomas' grasp to shoot another crank that was way too close for comfort.

"Wait!" The boy shouts as he continues to rummage through the drivers side.

Blake quickly turns back around, yelling for the boy to hurry, when Thomas quickly grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the side.

"Wha—"

A sudden loud boom rings out as Frypan shoots a crank with a shotgun. Blake jumps closer to Thomas as her emeralds widen in shock.

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦?

"Nice shot, Fry." Thomas breathes out, keeping the small brunette behind him.

"Thanks."

Another set of growls and screeches echo throughout the tunnel making the four teenagers flinch at the horrific sound.

Emerald orbs snap to the creatures in the distance growing closer. "We gotta go!" Blake yells, tugging on Thomas' hand as she holsters her gun.

"Okay, yeah. We gotta go." Thomas agrees, pushing Blake in front of him as they kick their feet into a sprint.

Another gunshot goes off behind the three, making them snap their heads back to Fry standing his ground.

"Fry, come on!" Thomas shouts "Let's go!"

The boy shoots one more time before he kicks his feet into a sprint—catching up to the others as Newt yells "Go, go, go!"

Multiple pairs of footsteps pound against the dirt as Thomas quickly outstretches his hand and grabs onto Blake's—stopping her in her tracks. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Blake's eyes widen as more cranks sprint towards them, blocking their path. "You've gotta be kidding me!" The girl squeaks

"Fry, you got 'em?" Thomas asks, keeping the small girl behind him.

"Yeah, I got 'em!" The boy responds, letting a shot fly through the air as it knocks another creature in the distance, dead.

"Okay, this way! This way!" Thomas yells, pushing Blake in front.

More shots fly through the air as a sudden click sounds from Fry's gun. "I'm out!" The boy screams in horror.

"Shit." Thomas cusses as Blake pulls her gun back out, aiming it at a crank— before pulling the trigger.

Fear courses through the small brunette's veins as she takes in the hoard of blood thirsty creatures. "There's too many!" Blake yells, firing another shot as the cranks surround the four.

A sudden roaring echos through the tunnel, making the teenagers quickly whip their heads to see a vehicle mowing down cranks in its path. Blake's heart soars as the vehicle comes to a screech.

"Hey! Get in!" Brenda yells, shooting a few cranks as Thomas quickly pulls Blake along. Climbing first into the vehicle, Blake winces as her head throbs against her skull.

"Hurry!" Brenda shouts as she continues firing shots off.

Thomas quickly pushes Blake up and into the back of the car before hauling himself up. Small hands grasp the boy's arms as Blake helps him into the back.

Once the teens are settled into the vehicle, Brenda shouts "Go, Jorge go!"