9/22/09----story continued

Heres the rest of what I was saying yesterday:

As I ran and ran and ran, I tripped on an open sewer lid. I smacked the ground and completely scraped up my hands. I got up and brushed off the dirt. I didn't want to embarrass myself..... but there was no one to see me fall. I looked down the sewer. I wondered what could possibly be down there. I had a sudden eager to explore, even though it was getting dark. I had my gun with 14 shiny bullets left.

I slid down the ladder. There was a slightly burnt note at the foot of the ladder. I grabbed it and stuffed it in my pocket. I thought to myself that I had to move fast to get out before dark. There was no time to read the note. That could be done later. I walked down the wet concrete pathway till I came to a sealed door. COULD SOMEONE BE HERE???

I knocked slowly. Nothing. I knocked harder. Nothing. I screamed and kicked the door. Something.

There was the sound of someone....or something turning a knob. The door opened. I stared as a small man pushed open the door. He was about 5 feet tall and 120 pounds. He sayed hello. I still just stared. We both ust stared. Eventually we both just hugged each other. THERE WAS ANOTHER HUMAN BEING. YES!!! I am no longer alone. I am acompanied by a partner, another person. I came in and sat on a makeshift wooden chair.

He told me what happened to him. His entire family had been infected by the toxins while he was here at work as a sewer cleaner. He had had to come home to see his family in the mist of their change. He killed them all before they could become animals. He then came back here and has been waiting for someone ever since.

Right as i started to talk, there was another sound. That of something coming down the ladder. We looked out the door. It sure was something. Two of those things came to us. We ran to shut the door, but it was too late. I swung out my pistol and blew 3 holes in one of the things. I shot its left eye out and the two other rounds went in its head. It fell while making an unrealistic screeching sound.

The other one chaged at the sewer guy. I shot him, but it was too late. He grasped his hand on the man and pushed himself onto him. The zombie opened its retched mouth and took a wide bite. At that moment i shot like crazy. I put a total of 6 bullets in the animals chest before it fell. I then slowly turned to the man.

I sat with him as he cried. He told me to just shoot him. He said he had about 30 hours before the effects started to set in. I wouldn't do it. Not to the possible last other human. I just sat with him for hours. He started to foam from the mouth. There was a loud crack. The deed was done. I sat in disbelief staring at his body. I stayed there for a few more hours. I then came back to my forrt and thats how we get to now.

Please, let there be someone else out there, someone alive and non crazy!