Cindy Lowel shoved aside a stumbling zombie as she aimed her gun at a second making its way over the barricade her and her friends had placed in front of the door. "Shit! Alison, they're getting in! Hurry up and help me hold them off!" She yelled to her friend as the zombie that had been knocked aside began returning to its feet. A bullet to the brain quickly put an end to that. "Goddamn it, we just reinforced the fucking barricade!" Alison yelled as she grabbed the shotgun she had looted from the clubs upstairs bar. "I'll be down in a minute, keep those things out just a little while longer!" Another zombie pushed aside a chair and began climbing inside while a small crowd of undead began forming outside the club. "Die, you motherfucker!" Cindy screamed as she fired another bullet into the zombiefied young man's head. "There's too damn many coming, we have to get the hell out of here, now!"
It had been only 3 days ago that Cindy paid her favorite club a visit with half of her friends. They had set out to party, spend some of their hard earned cash, and maybe even meet a few cute guys. Things were going great and the night was still young when things started going to hell. A bloodied teenager in a jacket had found his way inside off the street... and bit one of the dancers on her arm. Security had managed to pulled him off the girl quickly, but the damage was done. He had severed a major blood vessil and she was bleeding to death on the floor as the bright lights and roaring music covered the sound of her screams. Not that it mattered, the security guards soon had more than a few rowdy patrons to deal with and the number of survivors decreased until Cindy, a few of her friends, and one or two others were all that were left. On the third day of their stay in the club Cindy's friend Joan commited suicide by overdosing on cocaine she had gotten from the now dead DJ, leaving Cindy and Alison as the only 2 people left alive.
"Shit, I'm almost out of bullets!" Cindy called as she fire 2 bullets into the skull of a police officer who was almost past their ruined barricade. The gun clicked on an empty chamber and Cindy was forced to make a run for the stairs as her friend prepared their escape. "Fuck it, can you hear me Alison?! I'm comming, lets get the hell out of here!" She called as she spun around to kick a level 2 zombie in the face as it caught up with her. The heel of her red shoes caught the bastard right in the eye and slowed its movement to a halt as Cindy twisted her leg free, breaking off the long heel in the things head. "Shit, gotta get up there...!" Cindy stammered as she continued up the stairs at a slower pace thanks to her broken high heel shoe. "God damn it..." She huffed as she sprinted along towards the door leading to the clubs second floor fire exit.
"Hurry Cindy, you're almost there!" Alison called as she raised a molotov cocktail in her right hand. "Alison, what-" Cindy stammered as her friend lobbed the homemade firebomb into the hallway behind her just as an obese man came jogging around the corner. "Jesus, you're gonna light the whole place up?" Cindy panted as she caught her breath and looked back at the fire spreading up the walls as it slowly drew closer. "What if there are zombies in the alley way too?!" Alison only smiled as her friend gave her a glare. "Don't worry, I checked beforehand, its clear. I'm not as reckless as you say I am..." Cindy merely rubbed her head as she put her gun into her purse. "Let's just go..." She groaned as the two made their way to the ground, which gave Cindy a bit of trouble. "Hey, what happened to your new high heels?!" Alison asked as Cindy stumbled to the ground. "One of the fast ones almost got me... nevermind, let's worry about that later. Which way...?"
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