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fired the rocket-propelled grenade launcher,
but the beast managed to change its course without slowing down. A
truck exploded in the background, as the alien came straight at Colt.
The assault rifle clicked empty. Colt dropped it and transitioned
into his side arm, but before he could fire a single bullet the tail
of the beast cut straight through his chest. Colt spat blood, at the
tree branched sized tail snapped out of his back.
    The
creature lifted him up.
    Colt’s
agonising screams echoed throughout the hanger.
    Only
now did he realise that he never stood a chance against this monster.
    Colt
looked straight into the mouth filled with thousands of teeth.
    ‘ Fuck
you...’ he mumbled, dropping the grenade in his left hand.
    The
alien bit into the top of his head, removing the top of his skull.
    It
began to suck on his brains.
    It
slurped out his insides.
    His
lifeless body convulsed and jolted in the air.
    The
grenade went off.
    The
alien howled in pain, tossing Colt’s lifeless body to one side.
    Green
blood squirted out of its severed legs. The beast flipped around,
spraying blood everywhere. The explosion had blown off both of its
knees. Something that looked liked intestines fell out of an open
wound in its lower torso. The alien reached down, scooping up its
organs, trying to force them back inside. Agonising howls were so
loud that they could have shattered ear drums and broken windows.
Green blood dribbled out of its mouth, as it thrashed around. With
one final painful scream, it tensed up and then fell to the floor.
    It
was dead.
    ***
    Natasha
dropped down onto the tarmac beside Oliver. The two of them shared a
smile. They had done it. They had managed to escape the base. All
they had to do now was reach the cars and get out of here. Natasha
cried out, as a fist was smashed into her lower back. She fell
forwards, holding her hip. Bishop grabbed a handful of her hair,
yanking back the head of his wife, and slammed his right fist into
her spine. Oliver grabbed him from behind, pulling him backwards.
Beth rocked in the backpack, her teeth chomped away, as she went for
Oliver’s wrists. Natasha reached for the gun on her hip, but
Bishop shook off Oliver, stepped forward, and kicked her in the
wrist.
    ‘ Fuck!’
    Bishop
pounced on her, but Natasha clawed at his face.
    One
long fingernail slashed his right eye, cutting it in two.
    The
zombie didn’t even flinch at the sickening wound.
    Oliver
grabbed the backpack and pulled hard, breaking the straps. Beth tried
her best to bite him, but Oliver held her at arm’s length.
Natasha dug flesh out of Bishop’s face, while he planted a
right fist down on her, cutting her lip. Anger had consumed him. He
punched and punched. Bones in his fist broke, as he rammed strike
after strike into the bitches face. He wanted her to die. He wanted
her to suffer. He wanted her to feel the fear and pain that his
daughter had felt.
    ‘ Die,
you fucking whore. Die!’
    ‘ Get
off her,’ yelled Oliver. ‘Get off her or I will kill the
girl!’
    Bishop
looked back with his one good eye full of hate.
    Suddenly,
his body felt numb.
    Oliver
was holding a gun against Beth’s head.
    ***
    Sheridan
and Lisa ran across the tarmac and away from the base. The top of the
five-storey building was engulfed in flames, drawing all the nearby
zombies in. The two women headed up an incline towards a forest. The
heavy rain made it hard work. They reached the chain link fence, a
jeep with half-eaten corpses, had crashed into the fence, creating an
opening for them. They wasted no time in squeezing through the gap.
The two women headed straight for the forest. Not once did they look
back.
    ***
    ‘ Kill
the bitch,’ said Natasha, spitting blood onto the floor. Bishop
placed his hand around her throat, as he pinned her down to the
tarmac. Slowly, he applied pressure, chocking her out. Natasha began
to gasp, her face was turning red. It looked like her eyes were going
to pop out of her head. A strange