Betty Winters sat trembleing in the corner of an abandoned classroom on the second story of her school. The undead had chased her here the day before and she narrowly managed to escape them. She had also managed to shove the teachers and students desks over the door. She got up and took a look out the window. The zombies were still there looking around for a living creture to kill. At least two of them were Stalkers and there was also a Carrier crawling on the side of the building across from her. She ducked back down before any of them noticed her and crawled slowly back to the corner of the room. Why had this happened? Is the whole world like this? Was she going to die? Betty tried to think of something to get her mind off of her current situation, but she was too scared to think of anything else. Somehow she had managed to hold on to her spatula from work and bring it with her. She woundered if it would even be any help. In anger and dispair Betty threw the spatula agenst the wall. Suddenly the noise outside grew, and the zombies started to draw closer to the room she was in. She held her breath and didn't move, hopefully they wouldn't find her. She heard the sound of wings moving outside and drawing closer towards her. They must know where she is! She got up from the floor and made her way over towards the door slowly and quietly. Along the way she picked up her spatula, it won't be much help, but at least she'll have some type of wepion. She carefuly started moving aside the desks when she heard something loud behind her. She looked back at the window and couldn't help but scream. The Carrier was pressed up agenst the glass window, its red eyes glowing and its mouth wide open growling. Crawling along its body were several small Beasts, mostly chipmunks and rats, along with a few lizards and even a turtle. No sooner had Betty screamed then the Carrier broke through the window and landed on the floor mere feet away from her. The small Beasts climbed off of the carrier and started to run towards her. Betty acted quickly and...
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