"Run!" I tossed a grenade into the vent, knowing full well this would not work and ran. As we exited the room a small bang rang through the air, This would delay them but not stop them...
"Whatever they are, I don't wanna do that again!" I smiled.
"Hey Aileen, long time no talk, what are your experiences of this fucked up little day out?" She was fiddling with something I couldn't quite see. She had been quiet today, very quiet like something was up. I pulled the steel door shut behind me and walked down the corridor looking for something to do or shoot.
"Hey Kyle, ya' comin'?" I opened a door to see a thing, not a 'zombie' but one of the mental people with a scalpel. A zombie was tied up against a board. It was growling and trying to bite the mental one.
"Uddie shag loddy far!" The thing shouted at the zombie. It cut open the zombies stomach and pulled out its guts, stamping on them and spitting at the zombie. I watched, they hadn't noticed me yet, which was good.
"Oi!" The crazy guy turned and roared. His eyes a deep blue and face pale, He launched at me as I pulled my trigger. He dropped after five steps, luckily for me as another step would have got me on the floor. The zombie was going mad now; Ripping at his chains and crying out in anger hit spat blood at me and screamed zombie insults. I walked over to him and punched him in the face...Ha!I I stuck my bayonet(?) in his chest and shot my remaining bullets into his ribs. It was still alive when I had finished the act of violence, bastard! I set my glock to semi-automatic and placed the barrel against his head, rapping my finger around the trigger I squeezed it. It fell still, quiet, dead... I left the room singing a song and smiling, I was a sick person....I didn't care.