klyx

(Just basically tell the story as it goes on. But it's best to wait a while after you last posted a part or else it gets told too quickly)

I wandered down the road, keeping my head down, trying to ignore the dead bodies lying in the streets. Whatever was going on was sick. I reached the park. On one side of the road was the park and on the other was a row of houses. Inbetween both of these was a blockade of police cars and ambulances. Not blocking to stop these things, but because they had crashed. I ran up to the wreckage, looked around a bit, then climbed up and through the two ambulances in front of me. I pulled the back doors of one of the ambulances open and climbed in. Glancing around I found nothing but then it caught my eye, on a streacher, was a medkit. I grabbed it and put it in my backpack. Suddenly someone got up off the floor and lunged at me. I jumped to the side but they still clawed my arm. I grabbed my arm and fell out of the ambulance in pain. I kicked the doors shut, trapping them inside. "Asshole" I muttered. Getting up to my feet I noticed bodies scattered around me. The car pileup had made a sort of ring, trapping me within. Trying not to disturb the bodies I edged my way towards one of the cop cars.

Forcing my switchblade into the lock, I pulled the door open and clambered in. Looking round I saw a 9mm handgun and a shotgun. The handgun was already fully loaded and I found a space clip but the shotgun only had 6 shots loaded into it and no spare. I tucked the shotgun into my backpack as well and slid the 9mm into my pocket. As I got out of the car it occured to me that there might be survivors in the houses. I yelled out but attracted the wrong attantion. The bodies started moving and getting up. Startled, I jumped into the car and shut the door. I just had to hope someone had heard me. I didn't have enough ammo for them. I was trapped