Wrapping ourselves with cloth we found in the storage room, taking everything we could possibly need. We ready ourselves, stepping out the door.
“Are you ready?“ I asked Alex
“Yup, I am more than ready” he said determination in his eyes
I then open the seal of the emegency button, and press the emegency button and watch the whole building rang with the sound of the emegency bell.
We both look at each other, then nodded as we get inside the storage room and barricade it. “Let's get out of here” The teacher said standing beside the window
“Alright” I said, I am the first one to try if going down this building with just a rope can help us escape. And if not, I can just go back in time.
As I geared up to go down the building using the rope we found, a surge of fear and adrenaline sent my heart racing. Heights had always been a source of unease for me, and the thought of going down several stories in this building was nothing short of terrifying.
"Hey, are you sure about this?" Alex's voice rang out with concern as he watched me prepare.
Taking a deep breath, I attempted to steady my nerves. "Not entirely, but it's our best shot at escaping this place," I replied, attempting to sound confident despite my growing apprehension. Knowing that I could reset if things went wrong was a small comfort for me despite the fear.
I double-checked the rope, ensuring it could bear my weight. With a nod to Alex and the teacher, I began my descent, cautiously inching my way down the side of the building.
The fear intensified with each movement. Every shift felt precarious, and the height seemed more daunting with every passing second. But I focused on the task at hand, pushing past my anxiety by reminding myself of the urgency of our situation.
"This is terrifying," I admitted to myself, my fear of heights surfacing as I descended. I didn't want to be in this position, but the gravity of our circumstances left me with no other choice. I had faced death before, and I knew I had to confront this fear head-on.
As I reached the third floor, I noticed an open window leading to a classroom teeming with zombies. My heart skipped a beat as panic set in. "Oh… shit," I muttered, realizing the danger looming above. The zombies noticed me and began reaching for my feet, their undead groans adding to the tension.
"Get away from me!" I shouted, frantically trying to lock the window to prevent them from grabbing me. The urgency of the situation spurred me into action, but in my haste, a zombie managed to latch onto my foot.
Fear surged through me, causing my grip on the rope to falter. I desperately kicked at the zombie, managing to free myself and slam the window shut.
“Hey! Are you okay!?“ Alex shouted worried
“Hey! Don't make make unnecessary noise. The zombies are coming here already, we can't afford to die now after everything we've been through” The teacher said being serious of the situation
“But…” Alex still worried about me
“I'm also worried about him, but shouting won't help. It will only cause him trouble” the teacher said patting his back
Meanwhile, Relief flooded over me momentarily, but my tired muscles couldn't sustain the strain any longer.
My hand slipped, and for a moment, I hung precariously before finally letting go of the rope.
As I fell, the rush of air and the ground approaching filled me with a mix of terror and resignation. I braced for impact, I will rewind in time anyway. There is nothing to worry about, I convinced myself and close my eyes.
