The shuttle was like a bat out of hell. Ripping and tearing through the undead infected like paper. Tommy kept yelling in excitement like a child on a roller coaster. Nakoma held onto the bar that hung on the ceiling, trying not to fall through the twist and turns throughout the city streets. Some of the other guards were trying not to vomit from the overwhelming smell that was filling the shuttle. The rotting corpses of the infected filled the air with such a pungent stench. The only one that didn't seem to be affected was Tommy.

  The song "Cigaro" played over the loudspeakers as Tommy kept hitting every infected person he saw on the street. Rebecca struggles toward the driver's seat to see what street they were on. Straight ahead, she saw the street sign for where the building was located.

  "There! Right there! Turn left on X street!"

  "Roger that cap!"

  As tommy made a quick hand salute and continued to speed up. Moments before the turn, he threw the steering wheel and pressed the brakes hard, drifting the whole shuttle. Everyone inside fell hard as loud grunts and painful yelps could be heard. Nakoma's head hit the walls of the shuttle, nearly cutting her forehead from the rusted sheets of metal. The shuttle violently jumped up and down as Tommy when over the sidewalk and continue to drive on it. Everyone slid across the sheeted floor as Tommy immediately hit the emergency brakes. Rebecca flew forward hitting her gut hard on the shuttle dashboard.

  "AH! You fucking dick! Why the fuck did you stop all of a sudden?!"

  "We're here. Buuuuuuuuuut slight problem."

  "What is it now?"

  Rebecca looked out of the slits of the barricaded window. The building where the weapon was developed was standing tall and grand as ever. Its lights still on, shining brightly in the dark, like a beacon in the darkness. The entrance however was blocked and piled up with cars. A Boeing CH-47 Chinook helicopter laid in ruins as it crashed landed and barely hung on the pavilion near the front entrance. Cars and the road were all in shambles from this recent looking crash sight. Rebecca clicked her teeth in annoyance and force her men to quickly get up.

  "C'mon! We'll just have to climb the damn thing and enter through the window. Hurry everyone! On your feet, let's move let's move!"

  Everyone gathers themselves quickly and busts the backdoor of the shuttle wide open. Gunfire immediately began as soon as Rebecca's men stepped out. Taking out the infected as they came in droves, one after another. Their demonic screeching and gurgling sounds kept getting closer as the ran towards the destroyed helicopter. Nakoma was the last to get out as Ellis stood by and helped her out of the shuttle.

  "C'mon! I suggest you move your ass if you don't want to be eaten! Hurry!"

  As Rebecca yelled behind her towards Nakoma. Nakoma hurried as Ellis followed behind. A high pitch wailing can be heard as a bloody woman came sprinting at Nakoma as her bloody red eyes were popped and wide open. Nakoma quickly aimed her pistol and fired one shot to the head. The infected woman yelped as she fumbled in her steps and quickly rolled hard on the asphalt. Nakoma didn't had time to process, whatever infected person she saw sprinting towards her, she quickly aims and pulls. The others have already begun to quickly climb the helicopter as the others gave covering fire to the ones still climbing. Rebecca stood her ground and waited for her men to climb up. She quickly aims firing from one target to the next. The infected kept getting closer, too close for comfort.

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  Tommy was laughing as he was back to back with Rebecca. He was smiling with glee as he racked his 12 gauge shotgun. The shells were loaded with 660 grain hallow slug with stabilizing fins. A cone filled with an explosive compound and capped with a .22 blank in its center. An infected sprinted at Tommy as he took aim at its head and fired. The shotgun kicked back violently as sparks can be seen flying out of the barrel. The infected that was chasing him seized up and fell back as its entire head exploded. Spewing blood and brain matter all over behind the infected. Tommy laughed as he kept firing on the infected, tearing them apart limb by limb. Nakoma awkwardly climbed up the tilted helicopter as she kept tripping on its surface.

  They all finally made it up all except for Tommy and Rebecca.

  "Lady Rebecca! We're all up here now! Quickly!"

  As one of her guards shouted as he was hip firing into the growing crowd of infected. She walked backwards slowly as she continued to fire her pistol into the crowd. She quickly spun around and began to hastily climb the propeller blade onto the body. Her men reached out quickly but Nakoma was the first to grab hold of her hand and pulled her up. Rebecca was panting, trying to catch her breath from the rushed climb.

  "...thanks..."

  "No... worries..."

  As Nakoma said, catching her breath as well. The other men yelled at Tommy to hurry and climb instead of killing more of the infected. Tommy shot off one last shell before tossing his gun up at one of the guards. He quickly got up and ran up the body of the helicopter. That was until something wrapped around his leg and yanked him away. His chin hit the steel as he withered in pain. He was pulled away quickly as something was dragging him. He yelled in confusion as he looked down at his leg. Something bloody and pink that was squishy and slimy wrapped around his ankle until it finally released him. He looked over to see something crawling on all fours slowly, working its way and hovering over him. Tommy's demeanor shifted; his uncaring laughter now was replaced with existential horror. The infected person was a woman with a bowl cut hairstyle and grey hair. Its mouth was unhinged as the cheeks were visibly torn and ripped apart.

  The infected person looked down at him, slowly hissing with its demonic gurgling. Its tongue looked as if it was torn out of its mouth. Tommy was now suddenly frightened. The tongue lowered as it caressed all over his face. feeling him with its tongue. Tommy was disgusted and tried to look away from its licking, groaning in disgust. Its tongue retracted back to its disfigured state. It stared at Tommy almost as if it was smiling at his despair. The infected began to pant heavy and fast as it gripped tighter to his jacket. Tommys blood went white as this monster began to salivate. It yelled its loud demonic banshee wail as it opened its mouth inhumanly wide.

  Tommy screamed in fear, but just as this infected was about to bite, its entire head exploded as its body seized up and fell backwards. Tommy looked up and saw that Nakoma had jumped down and took his shotgun. She was standing just a few feet away from it to make sure the thing was dead.

  "C'mon! Inside hurry!"

  She yelled as she lifted him up with incredible speed. He was dazed but quickly followed. They both finally reached the top of the pavilion as they both fell down in exhaustion.

  "Fuck me... the fuck was that thing?!"

  Tommy turned toward Nakoma hoping for an answer. She looked at him and only shook her head, unsure of it as well. They stood there in silence trying to process what they had just scene. Finally, Rebecca was the one who broke the silence and reached her hand out towards Tommy.

  "Get up. We need to move now. Are you bit?"

  Tommy was lifted up and blinking in confusion still.

  "N-no, no I'm... I'm okay. I'm okay..."

  "Good... let's get inside quickly."

  "Sure...sure... man, thank god they can't climb slope surfaces..."

  He nervously laughs as he looks down on the pavilion. The horde finally caught up as they all reached into the air, screaming and growling. But the new sound of that banshee screech was still ringing loudly in their heads.

  An infected sprinted at Tommy as he took aim at its head and fired. The shotgun kicked back violently as sparks can be seen flying out of the barrel. The infected that was chasing him seized up and fell back as its entire head exploded. Spewing blood and brain matter all over behind the infected.

  Its tongue retracted back to its disfigured state. It stared at Tommy almost as if it was smiling at his despair.