Infection

Fear, what a word. One I did not fully understand till only a few minutes ago. Blood was all around me some of it mine but a lot of it my friends she was dying. I can do nothing to stop the infection. It spread so fast and it’s killing her, soon it’ll kill me. Barking dogs and the sounds of inhuman howls. The alarm is sounding, why is it the alarm makes me think of the horror games Silent hill? Did I expect pyramid head to come in and rip my flesh from my bones? Would that be more merciful?

The howls echoing through the house. We were in a closet of all things, but it was the only closed space close. I can hear her ragged breathing though I know she lost her consciousness a while ago. Claws behind me on the wall behind out safe place. I can hear the ripping sound as if it is right next to my ear. I try not to cry, the added noise will only bring them to us faster. Though my hopes are all done, we are infected, we will become those things and I can do nothing. I can feel a burning in my blood and I am seeing in red.

A scream sounds and I know another person just got attacked. I feel my friend moving her body contorting in the small space kicking and hitting me with loose limbs. Then I can feel it her change is complete but she isn’t attacking me, I’m already infected. She scratches at the door wildly her nails falling off into the wood and she screams and howls like the other monsters. I cover my face in horror so much blood so much noise! I want it all to stop.

Blackness, my mind is fading my hands fall from my face landing in my lap I hear all the sounds as if through a muffle I feel own blood as if it was beating through my body. My head hurts and my eyes feel like they are about to pop from my skull. I can’t move, I can’t scream. I hear my friend trying to escape our closet. I will be like her soon. Maybe I shouldn’t be upset, we will always be together in here, till we die of the infection. If one can die of the infection and not just live forever in this horrible state.

My thoughts stop, my breath stops and I stop feeling. Them my mouth opens and out of it comes a blood curdling yell I fling myself at my friend I cannot stop myself. I am not like her, I know it now, I was not like the others infected. I’m different I’m dangerous. My claws rip and tear through her I feel tears I’m crying. I want to stop! Make it STOP! My body freezes and under me I can see her. It’s like she’s asleep she looks peaceful. So peaceful I want to join her. I reach into my own chest there is pain so much pain as I pull out a beating organ, I look briefly at my own heart beating in my hand. I’m still alive? Or am I dead and this is my hell?