Xander was in a bind, the cabin they had struggled so much to get to was right in front of them but instead of relief, he felt tension. The people there numbered about ten or so, it wouldn’t be wise to confront them head-on. Furthermore, he did not want to approach them either. After what he had experienced with Mark and Adrian, he did not want to give anybody the benefit of the doubt. He could still remember the look on his face when he tried to choke the life out of him. He had gotten wiser in the last twenty-four hours believe it or not. He concluded that the best he could do was simply try to get enough cans of food before the others entered into the cabin. Funnily enough, they seemeddisagreeing. An older man with patches of grey hair seemed to be telling them not to forcefully enter, while a slightly younger man, probably middle-aged was raging for them to break the door down. This however was not a time for him to gawk and stare. It was a time for him to act! “Hailey, stay

“Xander, remember, just do everything exactly how I told you to, okay?” Phillip said as he seemingly vanished into thin air. The plan was simple, all he had to do was stay in place and wait for Phillip to play his part. The. Xander gulped and nodded before staring in the direction of the strange infected. Right now, most of the troops had turned their attention away from the normal infected and focused their fire on it. However, they might as well as thrown cotton at a brick wall. “HEY!” Xander suddenly yelled and pulled out a flare gun. Hopefully, they were right. The creature didn’t really pay attention to Xander’s shout. However, when he pointed the gun at the floor and shot the flare which burned brightly, it suddenly paused and fixed its gaze on him causing his whole body to shudder. On one hand, he was happy that their hunch had been right. Since the infected resembled a reptile, it also seemed to have gained the ability to perceive heat. However, Xander’s joy was short-l

As Phillip ran through the grounds leading to the settlement, he took a moment to look around and assess all the damage that had been done. Except for the original casualties that had been inflicted during the first surprise attacks, there were only injuries and a bit of damage. Phillip shook his head as he saw one of the troops crying while holding the dead. ‘If only they had listened to me’ he thought as he made his way into the settlement. A quick one and two turns here and there and Phillip had found himself in front of Franks laboratory. He stopped suddenly in front of the guards and began to release steam from his body which put them on high alert. However, when it cleared, they saluted and opened the door for him to walk through with the corpse of the infected on his shoulder. Once again he took a few turns here and there and found himself on the elevator leading to Frank's floor. When he stepped out he immediately walked forward and opened the door to the laboratory. Th

Phillip and Andrew left the room in silence, while walking side by side. They were still trying hard to comprehend what they had just heard. Even Phillip, who was the first to be informed still about the whole situation still had a hard time believing it. Turning people into infected for personal gains was something he never thought he would discover. However that was the reality, and all they could do was stop it from happening. “When do you want us to leave?” Andrew asked, bringing Phillip back to reality. “I was thinking tomorrow, any later than that and it would be unnecessary. We do not exactly have that much time to waste, especially considering we do not even know if the boy is still wandering the streets by himself.” Phillip responded. “What about Dina? Has she been informed about what is going on?” Andrew asked once again. Phillip shook his head, they had not mentioned anything to her yet as he did not see it as that important. But now that he thought about it, he would

By this point, Christopher had already accepted his fate and began walking back to the orphanage. He was cold, hungry and bruised from the way he was thrown out of the car. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he saw the big wooden doors of the orphanage. At his little age he was still able to feel the pain of being rejected by your own parents. The thoughts that were running through his mind were not thoughts any six year old should be thinking about. “What do I do? How do I eat? What happens if the people in the orphanage do not like me?” Those thoughts ran through Christopher’s mind at the speed of light and tears welled up in his eyes as he stood faced with the door in front of him. Just a few minutes ago he was in his parents car and now he was an orphan. Or not orphan since his parents were still alive, he had been abandoned. He sobbed quietly as he used his little hands to knock on the door. Seconds felt like minutes as his little heart thumped inside his chest, and finally