Infection: Dying Days

CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

"Ugh!"

"D-do you need help?"

Hearing my echoing voice of disgust coming from inside the bathroom, Amanda asks me.

Without putting too much thought into it, I replied.

"I'm good. Just stay where you are and shine that light. It's dangerous over here."

I can't let her witness this scene here, it might scar her mentally! I won't let that happen.

"I need to finish this quick."

As I try my best to keep my cool and not gag at the gruesome scene before me, I raise my shovel and inch closer towards the stall.

CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRUN-

"Aaa..gh!"

When I got in to the stall and right behind Mr. Cole who was crouching down and feasting on the dead girl's insides, I grab a handful of his brown hair and vigorously yank him out of the stall and onto the floor, making a piece of flesh that he was chewing on to fly out with him...ugh!

"Aaah."

"Shut up!"

SLASH!

Before Mr. Cole could get up, I let loose a powerful downward strike. Chopping him square in the head.

However, instead of sinking the shovel into his head, it only left a long gash starting from the top of his head to the base of his jaw to appear.

That's not good, the shovel's starting to get dull. I'm starting to see ch.i.p.s along the edge of it!

"Aaah!"

"...It looks like more than one chop is going to kill you!"

As I said this, I raise the shovel once again for another strike. But before I swung, I noticed something.

The light that was being shone via Amanda's phone was shaking subtly. While keeping my attention on Mr. Cole, I lift my head and I tell Amanda this.

"If you want, you can leave the phone here and stand outside."

"I-I'm alright. I can st-still do this!"

"But you're shaking."

"Even so, I'm still doing this."

"...Amanda, are you sure?"

I asked firmly. I don't want her to feel pressure because of my speech earlier. Otherwise, I will feel guilty.

"Yes, I'm sure. I have to do this!"

But on the contrary of what I was expecting, the reply I got back was just as firm as my question.

With a nod of approval, I turn my attention back down at Mr. Cole who was trying to stand back up.

"Let's try your neck then."

I once again grab his hair and yank his head to the side, giving me a good view of where he was bitten at.

"Aaah!"

"Hmph!"

SLASH!

Not wasting any time, I began chopping at his neck, over and over again.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

The only sound in the bathroom that could be heard was the spine tingling sound of a shovel chopping through bone and muscle!

After about three minutes of chopping at Mr. Cole's neck, his head finally became detached.

"Sigh, now let's search for his keys."

I said tiredly before crouching beside Mr. Cole's now dead body and starting searching it.

"Where's the keys? Ah, there they are!"

After searching Mr. Cole's body for a about a minute, I found the keys in his left short pocket.

There were three types of keys on the keychain. The first key was to Mr. Cole's vehicle. The second one looks to be a house key since it has the word 'home' engraved on it. And as for the last one, I'm guessing it's the key to the gym doors.

Phew, we finally found the keys. Hey Amanda are you oka-"

"Bleeh!"

"... I guess not."

I said with a tired smile upon seeing Amanda throwing up in the trash can behind her.

Well, at least she propped the phone up on the paper towel dispenser near the sinks before she throwing up. That was kind of her.

I would go pat her on the back her but my hands and clothes are covered with fresh blood. It's like I was splashed with sticky dark red paint! Therefore, I could only say 'it's alright' as I went to wash my hands.

By the time I finished washing my hands, she was done throwing up. Other than looking a little pale, she's looking alright.

"S-sorry."

"What's there to be sorry about? In my opinion, you're amazing! I don't think even Sara could've watched. You sure are a brave one!"

"L-like I said, I have my moments."

Amanda said feeling embarrassed because of my compliments. Man, seriously, you can't judge a book by its cover. Who knew she was such a brave girl!

"Come on, let's head back to the gym entrance. I'm getting tired of being out here aren't you?"

"Yeah."

With the keys in our possession, me and Amanda, safely make our way back to the second floor gym entrance.

"What percent is your phone on?"

I asked a little worried. We've been using it non-stop so I'm wondering if her it's about to die yet.

"It's on uhh, 11 percent."

"Do you mind if I borrow it one more time?"

"I don't mind."

"Thanks."

Using her phone one last time, I call David.

RING! RING! RING!

"You found the keys?"

"Yeah, we found the keys. We're standing in front of the door right now."

"And as for Mr. Cole?"

"You already know the answer."

"...Sigh,alright we're on our way up to meet you."

"Okay."

And with that, I hung up and gave Amanda her phone back.

It seems that David is a little sad about what happened to Mr. Cole. It's not like I can help it. I mean, I wasn't close to the man either.

Plus, he became an infected.

And from what I seen, once you become an infected, you'll lose all reasoning and become a mindless flesh eating monster, killing any human they manage to get their hands on.

It's me or them, simple as that.

"Sigh, I want to sleep."

"Huh?"

"Nothing. I'm unlocking the door now. But first.

Taking the bloodstained keys from my left pants pocket, I single out the gym key and take it off the keychain before placing the other two keys back into my pocket.

"Why'd you do that for?"

Amanda asked curiously. With a smirk, I replied while unlocking the gym door.

"Why? Well, let's say it's a backup plan just in case 'sitting in the gym until help arrives' doesn't work."

"What do you mean?"

"I meant exactly as I said. Now come on ladies first."

With me opening the security door, I usher Amanda into the gym before entering right behind her and locking the door again.