One Eye Open

A girl finds herself in the midst of a broken world when the "Rage Virus" spreads.
WARNING: Some material may be inappropriate for Children under 13


9. Transformation

June froze and her eyes widened.  I slowly got up, using the wall for support. 

"Shut off the light!" I whispered and she did.  The only thing I could hear was my breathing and I let my eyes adjust to the darkness before taking a step.  I saw June pick up the rifles and she held her arm out, trying to hand one to me.  As I gripped the weapon, June moved aside the chairs and motioned for me to help her with the desk.  I gently placed the rifle on the carpet before wiping my forehead with the back of my hand and holding the table.  I raised it with her and started to move it aside.  The blood on my hand caused the desk to slip a bit and I stuck my leg out, trying to prevent it from hitting the floor.  Bad idea.  The leg of the desk landed right on my foot, and knowing that I couldn't scream, I threw my arms in the air and they involuntarily began waving around uncontrollably.  June just stared at me while I spazzed out.

"A little help?" I gritted my teeth and tried not to rip my hair out. 

     "What are you talking about?" she whispered and looked down at my foot.  "Oh. I see,"  she went over the middle of the desk and lifted it.  Instantly, I yanked my foot out and a wave a pain went through me.  Great.  More injuries.  Just what I need.  Once I had stopped freaking out and the door was no longer blocked, June approached the door.  She slowly turned the knob and pulled the door open.  There were stairs going down from the end of the dark hallway.  We both picked up our weapons before venturing out.  At the top of the stairs, I slowly creeped down.  I made sure that the gun was loaded and ready before venturing into the kitchen.  But as soon as I took one step in, I heard a scream.  Naturally, I freaked out and shot the first thing that moved.

"AUGH!! WHAT THE HECK?!?!" The lady shouted, who happened to be the one that freaked me out in the first place.

She was a fake blonde, and in her late thirties by the looks of it.  I had shot some blonde guy slouching in his seat.  Good thing too because he had a huge chunk of flesh bitten off of his neck.  "You shot my son!" she screamed at me, and that's when I realized that her skin looked a little grey.

" better take a look at this.." I started, throwing a glance behind me.

     "What? Oh my god..." she exclaimed when she roamed into the room. 

The deranged lady began mumbling to herself, and her eyes looked more than a little clouded. They didn't look like that before. 

"Excuse me?  Are you alright?" I asked her.  She didn't answer and her arms seemed to hang limp at her sides.  That was not a good sign.  "June."


     "Run!!" I shouted and dashed past her, heading to the front door.  I yanked it open and waited for June to jump out.  As soon as she does make it out, I slammed the door shut.  We could hear the lady from the outside of the house, she was shouting unintelligible nonsense, thanks to the virus.  I raised my watch to my face and squinted to see because daylight was disappearing.  5:47 P.M.

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