to kids. “No, it’s fine,” Clare said in a sheepish voice.
Bray knelt down in front of her, “They cannot hurt you now, I promise,” he told her in an attempt to comfort her.
“Did you find the others?” she asked him. Bray looked confused, “Others, what others?” he asked.
Joe interrupted, “The other kids,” he told him.
“Other kids!” he spoke out, shocked.
Bray jumped to his feet and run to Frank, “Frank, there’s more kids here somewhere,” he told him.
Frank looked as shocked as Bray was, Frank turned his attention to Ryan, he walked over to him and gestured him away from the other survivors. “Are there more kids here?” Frank asked.
“They kept the children separate,” Ryan told him.
“Shit,” he sounded out. Frank looked around the room looking for Jack; he was still standing with Elle.
Frank ran over to him, “Jack, there’s more kids here.”
He told him. “We need to find them, now!” Jack told him.
Frank, Bray and Jack were going to look for the missing kids, “Elle, you’re in charge,” Frank told her.
“Find them,” she replied.
The three men walked out of the room, closing the doors behind them. They started to walk when the door reopened behind them, Ryan walked out the door, “I can help,” he told them.
“Come on,” Frank told him.
They approached the room where they were held with the chained Zombie, “We should deal with that,” Jack said, as the Zombie groaned and the chains rattled.
Jack and Bray entered the room, the Zombie was pulling on its chains, on the floor the man who tried to kill Jack had now changed into a Zombie himself. Jack looked at the ravaged living corpse on the floor, it could not stand. Its legs were torn apart; Jack stared, as the Zombie tried to drag itself towards him.
Bray noticed the look on Jack’s face; he had the look of guilt. “You had no choice,” Bray told him.
“I could have just killed him, I didn’t have to feed him to a fucking Zombie,” Jack replied. Bray stepped forward, pulling out his sidearm, he aimed at the Zombie on the floor and shot it clean in the head, he then raised his gun to the chained Zombie, he shot it in the head the back of the Zombie’s head exploded sending blood and brain residue against the back wall.
“Thanks Bray” Jack told him.
Frank and Ryan were still out in the hall, a constant banging noise started to sound. Jack came out of the room, “Where is that coming from?” he asked.
He looked around the hall and then back into the room, he looked to the floor, and something was missing. “What happened to the two men you guys put down?” Jack asked.
“They were right there,” Frank told him.
“Did you kill them?” he replied.
“We just knocked them out and took their weapons,” Frank told him.
“YOU FUCKING IDIOTS!” he shouted, while he ran down the hall towards the noise. Jack ran from the hall into a foyer, quickly followed by the other three.
He looked towards the main doors of the building, two men stood there ripping down the planks of wood that secured the doors. “STOP!” Jack shouted out, raising his gun. It was too late, the last of the planks came off the door and they broke open, hundreds of zombies piled in.
The two men who opened the door were the first to fall, as they were attacked, one of them screamed out, “SEE YOU IN HELL!” he shouted out, laughing aloud. The laughing quickly turned to screams. They watched as the two men are torn apart.
Zombies approached them, “We need to get back to the others,” Bray told them.
“What about the kids?” Ryan asked in panic.
“We’re no good to them dead, now move,” Jack replied to him.
They ran down the hall, the zombies kept piling through the door. Jack and Bray stopped and turned, they faced the zombies and started shooting, the zombies, they shot went down, but the others just kept coming, they walked over the dead laying out in front of them, one Zombie stepped on another