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darkness cleared as she got closer, “Jack,” she uttered. He stood there saying nothing, he just glared at Alina, she rushed to pull a small gun she had in her pocket, before she could shoot Jack disappeared into the darkness.
    Alina looked around, he was gone, she rushed back to the car, “Let’s go,” she told a large man, without argument they drove away. As the car pulled out of the street, it was followed by several other vehicles, including a gray truck.
    Jack stood in the darkness watching them drive away, “You’re all dead,” he spoke out, with a look of hatred in his eyes. Out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed something move in the shadows; Jack moved back and rushed with a limp across the street. He watched as the dark figure continued to move slowly, Jack approached the figure from behind.
    The dark figure came into the moonlight, it was Toby the companion of Alina, he stayed behind to keep lookout. He heard a noise behind him, “God dammit, you’re supposed to be heading back home!” he shouted out as he turned.
    As he turned he came face to face with a bloodied mess, Toby stood in shock not knowing who it was, the man stared back at him, before he could speak to him the man head-butted Toby in the face. Toby hit the ground, Jack stood over him, Toby looked up, “Pray for death,” Jack told him as he kicked Toby in the head.
     
     

CHAPTER FIVE
    TALK
    Traveling quietly through the night, Elle and the group travelled through a familiar car park, the journey was a quiet one, and they had barely seen a few zombies along the way.
    They reached a familiar door; the exit of the furniture store was closed. Elle let go of Bray and pulled a small knife from her vest, she pushed the blade between the door lock and the frames, sliding the blade up the door opened. Pulling out her gun, she led them into the building that once served as a sanctuary for them.
    As they walked into the store, Elle looked at the two bodies of her former teammates; Zoe came from behind looked at them and noticed a look on Elle’s face.
    “Did you know them?” she asked her, noticing the uniform was the exact same as Elle.
    “Michael and Andrew, they were part of the team, they never made it far,” she replied, taking a deep breath, “and outside is Sara, my friends who died moments after we came here,” she finished.
    Zoe touched Elle’s shoulder to comfort her, Ryan still kept hold of Bray and joined them, Mark closed the door, but held back out of sight. He made sure he was not being watched as he pulled up the sleeve of his shirt to reveal a bloodied bite mark, he had a flashback to the moment it happened.
    ‘He was in the living room; he tried to move clear of the truck that had just crashed through the front of the house. He was pushing a zombie away, before he fell to the ground the mutilated corpse took a bite of his arm, in that one moment he knew he was dead.’
    He pulled down the sleeve of his shirt to hide the bite mark from everyone as he walked towards the others.
    Bray settled down in a chair, Elle and Zoe looked around to make sure they were alone, “Do you think the others made it?” Zoe asked.
    Elle found it hard to reply, “I am sure they have, besides Jack is too stubborn to die,” she laughed.
    A laugh broke out; “They’re dead, we are all dead,” Mark spoke aloud.
    Elle looked at Mark in disgust, Zoe touched her arm to comfort her, “Instead of sitting there how about helping,” Zoe told Mark, who simply rolled his eyes in response.
    Ryan moved over to Bray, he handed him a bottle of water and never said a word, he turned to walk away when Bray spoke.
    “Thank you,” he told him. Ryan simply smiled in response, “not just for the water, but getting me out of there,” Bray added.
    Ryan looked like a scared child not knowing what to say when a parent shouts, “I just wanted to get out and helping you escape was my best chance of that,” he lied in reply.
    Bray looked into Ryan’s