As the alarm sounded, smoke quickly filled the room. What a way to end your last day at the company, Ricki thought. If she just tended her resignation one day earlier, she wouldn't have to worry about being trapped in a smoke infested room with panicked coworkers running around like headless chickens.
Get a grip, people! We're scientists, she thought. That's when she heard the painful cry for help amid the chaos. The shriek was soon followed by another horrific scream, and then another. The screams were all different in tone and pitch, but they all conveyed the same thought: pure utter terror.
"What is going on?" asked Ricki.
Ricki headed toward the shrieks, which seemed to be mainly coming from the lab. As she approached the lab, she spotted her friend, Kelcie, who was struggling to escape from the locked arms of another scientist. If she didn't know any better, the scientist with the vice-like grip around Kelcie looked a lot like that incompetent Yoshi.
"Yoshi? What are you doing?"
When Ricki grabbed a hold of Yoshi's shoulder, Yoshi turned around releasing his grip on Kelcie. Ricki's eyes widened with terror when she saw Yoshi's sheared, burnt and lacerated face. Yoshi's tongue almost fell out of the gaping hole on the side of his face when he moaned.
"Kel, RUN!"
Before Ricki could utter another word, Yoshi sank his teeth into Ricki's flesh and tore it clean off of her body. Ricki screamed in sheer pain. The scream echoed in Kelcie's mind as she stood on the streets of Boston with Ford.
Ford was keeled over gasping for air. If his burly overweight size were not proof enough, the sucking wind after running a block or two was an indication that Ford's days of being a star track and field athlete were long gone.
"Zombies?!? No fucking way!" gasped Ford. "I'd say cool if I didn't just witness a horde of them eating Kostas."
"Yeah, Kostas," Kelcie solemnly replied. She exhaled a deep sigh of disbelief. "Ricki, too"
"Ricki?!? Fuck no."
Kelcie nodded.
"I need to find a lab," said Kelcie.
"A lab? Um, we were just at your company which has a lab," Ford responded.
"I know, but the place is infested now. As much as I like to go all Dead Rising, I'd rather not chance it with just the two of us."
"Kel, what place is going to let two strangers walk in to use their lab?"
"I don't know and I don't care. I have to do something! I'm responsible for this outbreak. All of these innocent people's deaths are because of me!"
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Chapter 5
"What exactly is this?" asked the befuddled bartender. Squinting, he held the plastic identification card in his hand up to the light.
"It's a Massachusetts ID Card," replied Jenna.
"You don't have a driver's license? Seriously? How old are you?"
"Old enough," Jenna responded. Her excitement over being carded in the first place was quickly waning.
The bartender was so intrigued by the state identification card that he had to show it off to the cuter bartender at the other end of the bar along with the rest of the wait staff.
Jenna feigned a laugh over the bartender's amusement. Just give me the damn drink, she thought. Yes, it was true that she was over 30 and did not know how to drive. The thought of getting behind the wheel of a car absolutely terrified her. Luckily for her, she had a handful of able-bodied drivers at her disposal.
The bartender finally returned with a handful of apple martinis. Jenna quickly snatched her identification card back along with the martini glasses. After the embarrassing attention that she received for being over 30 and not having a driver's license, she couldn't imbibe the booze fast enough.
If the other two apple martinis weren't already spoken for, she would have downed them on the spot. Instead, she brought them back to the table and handed one each to her friends, Andreina and Calista.
Jenna was thrilled to get the old gang together for a fun night out. With everyone's busy schedule of late, she felt somewhat out of the loop with her friends. Andreina "Drina" had been pulling many late hours at work; Grace was not conveniently accessible via public transportation anymore having moved north of Boston; And the Calista "Calli" that she remembered had socially disappeared ever since Calli started dating some bald guy with a mysterious job.
As Jenna reminisced about the past, she wanted tonight to be just like those days of yore when they were young and carefree. After all, they had known each other since childhood. Their journey went from the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants to Sex and the City. And at its current rate, it would be Cougar Town in several years especially since they were quickly becoming "that group" of women hanging out at the bar.
Clanging the glasses together, Jenna made a quick toast to their long friendship before taking a large swig of the apple martini. The martini felt great going down. There was definitely going to be more yummy apple goodness before the night was over. She could almost guarantee that.
"Hey, did you guys start without me?" teased Grace as she entered the Irish bar.
"It's a Massachusetts ID Card," replied Jenna.
"You don't have a driver's license? Seriously? How old are you?"
"Old enough," Jenna responded. Her excitement over being carded in the first place was quickly waning.
The bartender was so intrigued by the state identification card that he had to show it off to the cuter bartender at the other end of the bar along with the rest of the wait staff.
Jenna feigned a laugh over the bartender's amusement. Just give me the damn drink, she thought. Yes, it was true that she was over 30 and did not know how to drive. The thought of getting behind the wheel of a car absolutely terrified her. Luckily for her, she had a handful of able-bodied drivers at her disposal.
The bartender finally returned with a handful of apple martinis. Jenna quickly snatched her identification card back along with the martini glasses. After the embarrassing attention that she received for being over 30 and not having a driver's license, she couldn't imbibe the booze fast enough.
If the other two apple martinis weren't already spoken for, she would have downed them on the spot. Instead, she brought them back to the table and handed one each to her friends, Andreina and Calista.
Jenna was thrilled to get the old gang together for a fun night out. With everyone's busy schedule of late, she felt somewhat out of the loop with her friends. Andreina "Drina" had been pulling many late hours at work; Grace was not conveniently accessible via public transportation anymore having moved north of Boston; And the Calista "Calli" that she remembered had socially disappeared ever since Calli started dating some bald guy with a mysterious job.
As Jenna reminisced about the past, she wanted tonight to be just like those days of yore when they were young and carefree. After all, they had known each other since childhood. Their journey went from the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants to Sex and the City. And at its current rate, it would be Cougar Town in several years especially since they were quickly becoming "that group" of women hanging out at the bar.
Clanging the glasses together, Jenna made a quick toast to their long friendship before taking a large swig of the apple martini. The martini felt great going down. There was definitely going to be more yummy apple goodness before the night was over. She could almost guarantee that.
"Hey, did you guys start without me?" teased Grace as she entered the Irish bar.
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