Day 5 of lockdown

Today was quite boring. However I got busy and sorted almost everything for work. I still did the same routine as yesterday. except dad had meetings and sat in front of the tv instead of opposite me.

I was certainly quicker on my run today and had a much lighter lunch then yesterday. But anyways lets get a head of ourselves and as I dont have much to talk about here is chapter 5 of The explosion.

Chapter 5

Lavender woke, alone.

Without Sam, Ricky or the others. A lot of people were slumped over most had died in the explosion.

A girl was leaning into lavender’s stomach. Chewing on the slab of ceiling. Licking the blood off it.

When lavender finally came around.

She had a massive pain in her stomach. The ceiling on her had made her bleed out a lot. She woke and saw the girl. Her mouth covered in blood; her lips smothered in it.

She immediately pushed both the girl and the slab off of herself. As she pushed her away, she got to the middle of the room. The girl began to drag herself towards lavender.

The girl sniffed twice before dragging her body towards the blood. Her eyes fixated on lavender’s stomach.

As she edged back away from the girl, she felt something brush against her hand. She turned slightly to see a gun and she picked it up immediately.

‘Sorry!’ she said before pulling the trigger and shooting a bullet right between the girls’ eyes. the girl immediately hit the floor. cut her head, and splattering blood everywhere. Lavender was scared and rethought the moments that just happened she remembered the girl’s skin. It looked grey or green in some places. Like it was rotting or something was growing on it. Her teeth were covered in blood. She looked around the room.

The room was still flashing red.

She looked around to see a lot of people dead or at least unconscious. Some had large bite marks in them. Lavender had a thought is this what we are going to turn into.

Was the explosion nuclear or something?

Was everyone now poisoned or was this something so much more?

Lavender got up and put her hand on her stomach. She lifted her hand away covered in blood. She applied a lot of pressure and got to the door clenching the gun in the other hand. Pointing it out wards as she exited the room. She found some toilets, somewhere to plan.

Or somewhere to hide!

She ran into the toilets but as she shut the door. She disturbed something. She stood by the cubicles, then a man came walking out of the first cubicle.

Grey/green skinned.

Constantly chomping and sniffing, every few seconds.

It was as if whatever these people were doing, they were sniffing for something. Like a pack of wolves hunting down their pray. They were sniffing lavenders blood. She could feel it whatever, these people had become it was dangerous…

She immediately shot him just like the girl. She stepped over him. Looking in all the cupboards under the sinks for a first aid kit she slammed the last cupboard shut.

Nothing!

She gripped her stomach with her hand and got up. She looked in the mirror trying to peel off half her x-men short sleeved top to see her wound. Only crimson blood reflected back at her. Covering her whole stomach. with her finger tips she took out little bits of what looked like gravel and dust, infecting the wound.

She remembered the ceiling caving in on the blood made her feel sick. Nauseated she threw up some bile in the sink in front of her. As she looked up for the third time. she realized the cubicle door behind her had a bloody hand print on it. She feared what she would face when she turned around. In case there was another zombie lurking behind her. But she turned around and saw nothing standing at least.

Slumped on the ground, propped up by the toilet behind it, was another body. A gun in his hand. A bullet into the side of his head. One of his eyes stayed open. It was as if he was still watching out for his prey, but couldn’t move to eat it.

She took his back pack and scrambled through it. We all know what she was looking for and she was relieved when she found it. She patched herself up with the first aid kit, cleaning and stitching as much of it up as she could. He also had two guns on his back. She took them as well. She took of his jacket and wore that as well. It had a belt around it and she zipped it up and tightened the belt on her wound. Groaning at the pain. One of the guns he had to shoot himself with had a silencer on the end. She put it on the gun she had found, in the red room.

Hoping no more monsters would hear, if she had to shoot.

She counted to three before leaving the room, fearing what she would see.

The entire building underground, all except the toilets still flashing red from the explosion. It made it harder and harder for lavender to see. As in between each flash she saw a door on her left and right. She was looking for any sign of Sam or Ricky or anyone else who had survived this epidemic.

Hoping they were both still alive amongst this carnage.

She peered into every small window of every room. Swearing she wouldn’t leave without them. As she peered into one small room, she saw someone crouched in the corner. Head in their legs, covering their head with their arms. He had curly hair like Ricky’s. she knocked on the door quietly, wanting him to look up.

It was Ricky. She sighed in relief and entered the room.

Ricky hugged her immediatly.

Here is the illustation for this chapter.