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starts screaming for help. Her hand reaches for my leg as I ignore her.
                  I block out all of the hell around me and concentrate on getting to our hotel room safely. We reach the stairs and I have to run up them, two at a time to catch up with Mathew.   
                  Bumping into Mathew, I look up to see why he stopped, a man who is banging on the hotel room door next to ours slowly turns around to look at us.
                  He’s shirtless; his right arm is missing, blood stains his pants. He sniffs the air in front of him and then a sound comes out of his mouth. A loud screeching, earsplitting sound, just like the sound I heard at the hospital and just like the screaming coming from the train.
                  He charges at us, Mathew shoves Kat and me to the side, and then he punches the man in the head.
                  “Mathew!” I scream, panicking! The crazy man’s head snaps to the side and then he slowly turns back to Mathew, the zombie charges at us once more.
                  Before the zombie is able to put his hands on him, Mathew grabs the man and pushes him off of the two story hotel. Kat and I walk to the ledge of the hotel floor and look over the balcony where the man had fallen.
                  He lands on his stomach, but rapidly rolls over and jumps up quickly and runs to the sound of the screaming women on the floor, completely forgetting about us. I know I should get my legs to move, but my eyes are glued to the scene in front of me.
                  The crazy man grabs her by the leg and attempts to bite her. Trying to free herself from his grip, she kicks and screams. The crazy man doesn’t let go of her leg but grabs her other leg with his free hand. He bites down like it’s another meal to him; a chunk of her leg is missing from where he bit her.
                  Blood starts to squirt out of the open wound. The women’s screams even louder and catches the interest of others in the parking lot. I was thinking they would help her, but when they run towards her; they start to eat other parts of her.
                  I can hear the sound of all the crazy people crunching on her bones. The smell of blood and death feels the air around me. Her screams abruptly stop; which can only mean one thing. She’s dead. Everything that I ate this morning comes up and spills all over the floor next to me.
                  I didn’t hear Mathew open the hotel door; he grabs my arm and yanks me into the room.  Slamming the door shut behind us, flipping the table that was by the window, on its side, and pushes it towards to window to cover it up.
                  I fall to the floor by the queen -size bed and pull my knees up to my chin. I try to slow down my breathing, but it doesn’t seem to work, my breathing is so rapid, I think I’m having a panic attack.
                  I don’t know what to think, as I’m replaying the last ten minutes over and over again in my head. Kat’s sitting next to me rocking herself and mumbling over and over again “oh my god, oh my god.”
                  I feel Mathew sit next to me and start to rub my shoulders. He starts to talk softly to me, but I can’t seem to pay attention to the words that are coming out of his mouth.
                  “Sam, we need to pack everything up…. Samantha!”He yells at me, breaking me away from my horrible thoughts.
                  Slowly looking up at his handsome face, sweat soaks his hair, drops fall from his nose to the ground; his pants are stained with brown spots. I put my hand on his face and pull our heads together.
                  “Sorry, yes pack everything up,” I whisper.
                  Trying to get my feet to cooperate with me and make an effort to steady them. I grab Kat by her shoulders