Finally I have some more time to recap some more of what has
been happening.
So as I was looking out of the window this abnormally
advanced zombie locked eyes with me and set its lips in a sneer revealing its
jagged teeth. There were only two exits from the house, out the front door
directly into the mass of zombies or out the back. I knew that the back door
led out into a walled off garden. It was unlikely that there would be zombies
back there as it was walled off and backed onto the gardens of the next row of
houses. I scrambled through to the back of the house, grabbing my bag on the way
through. I eased the door open and carefully checked that the garden was zombie
free. Luckily for me it was. The garden backed onto the gardens of the row of terraced
houses behind the bungalow. These gardens only had low fences between them
which was both a blessing and a curse. Although it meant that I would be able
to move from garden to garden more easily it also meant that any zombies would
also be able to travel from garden to garden more easily. The terraced housing
meant that the gardens weren’t visible from the road so I wouldn’t be seen by
any zombies milling around on the roads. I could hear the zombie at the front
of the building trying to breach the door to get to where I’d been seen. I jumped
the wall into the gardens of the terraces and made my way as quickly to the end
as I could whilst still being on guard. As I reached the last garden in the row
a bellowing scream of rage filled the air stopping me dead in my tracks. I looked
back the way I had come toward the bungalow, to my surprise I saw smoke and
flame reaching up into the sky. Suddenly the large zombie, who I have named
Hound, jumped up onto the wall at the back of the garden. Silhouetted by the
flame he turned his head towards me and let out another bellowing scream. This second
scream brought me back to my senses, without a second thought I scrambled over
the final wall and fell into the street. I rolled onto my feet and started running.
I knew exactly where I was going. On the other side of the residential area,
back towards the business district, there were several blocks of flats. I knew
that the ordinary zombies would struggle with the stairs so it would be a relatively
safe place. I would just have to hope that I could lose Hound on the way. In my
hurry to get away from Hound I had not stopped to see if there were any zombies
in the street that I had just entered. Unfortunately there were…
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