My vision is swimming, and I'm seeing double. I must have smacked my head on the floor during the ambush.
I notice the number of zombies surrounding me rapidly decreasing... and look up to see a blurred silhouette of a person standing over me.
I'm not entirely sure who this person is. But, whoever they are, I'm thankful they helped me.
I see the figure motion to me
Their lips are moving, but all I hear is a constant ringing in my ears, due to the disorientation.
They kneel down over me and check me over, still attempting to communicate with me... but I'm unable to respond.
I'm overwhelmed with a numbness that I have never experienced.
I can faintly hear their voice and numerous other voices in the distance, rapidly approaching.
Spots gradually invade my vision until all that remains is darkness...
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The Aftermath
General FictionFollow Elle in her Journey into the unknown depths of this new world, and the creatures that now lie within... (Short Story)(Mild Swearing)
