Andy had reached the locker room when he heard all the screaming begin, he didn't have time to think he grabbed his tool belt and fastened it tightly around his waist, he then grabbed his leather belt from his locker ad made a sash for the wrench, he slung it over his shoulder and with tools in hand he started to unscrew the air vent, once inside he started to crawl for the security room the whole time he was crawling he was singing the lyrics to NUMB which were undoubtedly carrying around the mall through the vents,

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John was walking through the mall when he heard a scream. "HELP, SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!" John looked around for the source of the plea and saw Jen, a girl he knew from school, in the salon, cornered by a legless zombie. He sprinted down the hall to the store, pushing the door open. The zombie turned to look at him just as it's head was taken off by a hard swing from his baseball bat. He looked up at Jen and offered his hand to help her down.

Some of the blood splattered onto Jen and she looked at it in shock. She then looked up at John and gratefully took his help, after she got down on the ground she hugged John quickly as a thanks. "Oh thank god! John what is happening?" Jen exclaimed while looking at him. "How was he still alive! His legs were gone! Oh my god, what has happened to the world?" She said partly just trying to help herself calm down.

John shook his head at all of Jen's questions. "Honestly, the simplest answer I can think of is zombie apocalypse," he said. "I don't even know how though. One second I was about to call some girl I met earlier, and the next there's some zombie trying to eat my face," John explained. He started laughing then. This was something out of some low budget horror movie. It wasn't something that happened to him.

Once the bastards tried to reach for Michael, Izzy went full boar at them, lopping off their misshapen limbs and watching them hit the floor with a squelch of blood over her shirt, Yuck! Fucking gross!, but despite the horror of this grim situation, she showed no fear in the face of demise, or better yet the rotting, grey skinned faces of these ravenous zombies, hacking away their grotesque and vile arms, kicking away some of them that were able to move on their own without a body, like that zombie fight scene from Dead Alive....or Braindead. Depends if you were in the US or UK, but whatever. "Fuck off!" She growled punting the sentient arm of decaying meat away from her ankle, finishing off the last set of hands that tried to grab her and her killing partner. Now they had these fucks armless, which meant it was time to enact Izzy's plan with the lighter fluid. When in doubt, kill it with fire.

"Do it!" Giving the command, she doused the living dead in the flammable concoction, the smell already overpowering her nostrils along with the stench of rigor mortis, so much that a few harsh coughs racked her lungs before she covered her nose and her mouth, quickly reaching for her tazer, then with one shot of the electrified nibs towards the throng of mutilated flesh, the spark was made and those bastards were up in flames in no time. One thing to note about zombies, when someone dies, they lose their body fluids, meaning their skin dries out and they are pretty much a walking tinderbox. "Burn motherfuckers!" Izzy shouted with a victorious joy overcoming her, though it was still kinda sickening to see a bunch of corpses be burned to nothing but ash and blackened bones, still, the way was clear and she and Michael could finally get the hell out of here....at least out of the store, as there were still walking corpses everywhere....and they were also sure to find more survivors, since Izzy had a feeling they weren't the only ones in this mall left alive.

with a loud crash Andy tumbled from the vent into the control room, there stood a large man dripping with blood his eyes pure white and rinion never hesitated for a second, he jumped to his feet and swung for the legs of the man, as the abomination hit the floor he stamped on its head with the heal of his boot and with a loud crunch its skull split in two, Andy quickly barged the door shut and dragged a large cabinet in front of it just to be on the safe side, the he fumbled with all the controls until he found the PA system switch, he flicked it and his voice began to come through the PA system, "If anyone is still alive my names Andy and im held up in the control room, use the malls built in phone system to contact me, if not try signal the CCTV cameras im at the monitors now"... his voice crackled throughout the store and he could only hope someone heard him, he the slammed the emergency shutter button which lowered the main shutters of each store and the main entrance, even tho their where probably at least 100 or so zombies inside this would stop anymore coming in the main entrance for now. now all he could do was wait and hope.

Jen just stood there as he laughed before turning around and opening a drawer. She pulled out a few things. One was a hair tie which she quickly used to pull her hair into a high ponytail with her bangs falling out. Second was a little apron type thing with a lot of pockets. She pulled out a pair of long really sharp scissors and turned back around. "This will have to do for now." Jen said. "So where should we go?" She asked looking at him. Truthfully she was extremely scared but she wasn't going to give up so easily, she wasn't ready to die. Jen looked down at her shoes and sighed. "Maybe a shoe store would be a good start. I don't think these 6 inch heeled boots are going to be the best idea for surviving." She said wishing she had worn her flat boots this morning.

John nodded at her suggestion as he heard a crackling over the intercom. It sounded faintly like someone was talking but he couldn't quite tell. "Let's hit the shoe store and then we can find somewhere to hold up in for a little bit. Hopefully someplace with other people," John said as he gripped his bat, preparing to leave the salon.

"Ok. Lets go. Some food and water might also be a good idea also." Jen said as she slowly placed her hand on the salon door. She then slowly opened it and looked out. She saw a few zombies down the way but maybe they could sneak by. "How did this even happen? God I hope my family and friends are fine. At least I know one friend is alive." Jen said looking at John. They had been part of the same friend group at school so she has known him for awhile. They were what you would call the popular kids at the school. Jen didn't really care about ranks or anything. She just enjoyed having fun with people she got along with well.

John nodded. "There's a vending machine by the shoe store I'm pretty sure," he said. "How did this even happen? God I hope my family and friends are fine. At least I know one friend is alive." Jen said. John smiled and said, "Same here. It's nice to not be totally alone in a zombie infested mall. Hopefully some other kids from school who work here made it through this." John peered past Jen and out into the mall. There were only a few zombies that weren't paying much attention to them. "You ready?" he asked, his stomach starting to flutter with the anticipation of running into one of the most dangerous situations of his life.

Andy had barricaded himself in the controll room and had scavanged a few bottles of water and a snack bar from a bag in the corner, for the time being he decided he use the cctv and try to find any survivours, the PA was still broadcasting and he was just repeating himself over and over "If anyone is still alive my names Andy and im held up in the control room, use the malls built in phone system to contact me, if not try signal the CCTV cameras im at the monitors now", he only hope sombody was still alive.

Jen nodded, "hopefully." She said. "Yeah I'm ready." She added. Jen followed him out trying to make as little noise as possible although the clicking of her heels was still heard. "Dammit." She whispered. She bent down and unzipped the boots and slipped them off. "I hope I don't regret that. She said as she looked down at her feet which only had socks on them, but she took those off because she ended up stepping in blood. "Lets try to avoid anything on the ground that may cut my foot." Jen said pushing her bangs behind her ear.

John nodded as he followed behind, constantly checking for any zombies that might have noticed them. The intercom was still crackling. it definitely sounded like words. But it was hard to make out in this part of the mall. Hopefully the shoe store would have a better speaker. As he Jen walked along, his vision moved between the ground to make sure nothing was going to cut Jen's foot and their flanks.

Abel felt like he had been running for hours now, even though it had only been about half that time at the most. Running even more, he was finding harder and harder to dodge the walking corpses, and he was starting to get tired. Eventually his legs couldn't take it anymore and he stopped suddenly panting and coughing. The zombies instantly started making their way over to him. He was trapped, now doomed to be eaten because he was to headstrong to pace himself.

Images of his older sister working and struggling to provide for the two filled his head. The look of pure misery whenever the taxes came in, or the tired one she work late, after working a night shift. These were the reason's he was in the godforsaken mall in the first place. The weight of the guilt won out over his feeling to resign, and he gripped the bat again. There were a few closing in on him, and he wasn't sure he was going to make it out despite his renewed sense of survival, but he sure as hell was going to take as many of them out as possible. When the shutters started going down, he decided that was sign not go and die/ He was a short distance away from one of store and if he could make before the thing closed he might have a shot.The guy on the PA system seemed to have the dead's attention for a little bit, and provided a pretty decent head start. Mustering all of his energy he pulled himself to his feet, and went as fast as he could to the store, the zombies who were about to eat him, quickly followed. He tossed the bat under the shutter gate as it was almost fully closed. He muttered a silent prayer, and slide just barely passing under the gate in time. The zombies outside banged on the gate. Laughing his head off Abel, dragged himself over to the phone behind the counter. He was going to owe this guy over the PA a drink after this

"Andy, I think you might of just saved my life."

Andy was rocking back and forth on his chair debating wether or not he should try to see if the fire escape was clear when suddenly the phone buzzed, andy grabbed the phone and shoved it to his ear "Andy, I think you might of just saved my life." were the words that followed, "dont thank me just yet we still gotta get you outa there, now make sure your safe with doors locked and make sure you have a weapon, so buddy wats your name?, but more importantly where are you?" andy was glad he wasnt the only one left, maby there was a little hope. Andy knew he was going to need help if he was ever going to escape.

Chester sneaked his way out of the few zombies he encountered earlier. He noticed that there were fewer in the way he went. "Guess they came from that direction." pointing the west. He then heard this announcement from this Andy guy. "Finally. Someone." He went to the restroom to see if there's any phone there. Unfortunately, he only found a payphone and a torn-up, deceased body. He then noticed a small red blinking light. He went towards it. "A CCTV... wait... didn't that Andy guy tell me to signal at the camera?" Without any hesitation, Chester waved back and forth at the camera, waiting for a response.

Andy say a man waving franticly in front of him on a small monitor, "hell yea, with the 3 of us we might just make it, shit" thats when andy realised that there was no phone there, Andy grabbed the camera manual controlls and moved the camera up, down, up, down for atleast 10 seconds so the man knew he was watching, he then spoke over the PA, "hey buddy on the camera!, can you hear me?!?" andy shouted into the PA hoping the man could still atleast hear his voice..

The zombies outside were still banging on the shutter, and unless a whole lot more of them showed up it should for bit. "I think the shutter is blocking the only way into the store." He dropped the phone in awe. Now that the threat to his life was considerably less imminent Abel noticed he was in the malls comic book store, The Clash!, one of his favorite places to be in the place. He had a friend who worked here, named Mitch,a geeky, and lovable stoner who was the closest thing to a manger the place had. Mitch was one of the only cool people he met working here, and he knew that in this situation there was no way he would've gone too far, he was probably hiding in the back room. He grabbed the phone again. "I'm going to go check the backroom real quick." Abel grabbed his bat and walked to the back of the store where the backroom employee lounge was.

"wait man, where are you god dammit?!" Andy shouted hoping that the stranger hadn't gone on a suicide run, "if anyone is alive my name is Andy im in a secure room and i need you to stay alive, barricade yourselves in and check in with me so we know where we stand" Andy said over the PA, he hoped that there were more survivors out there, he had searched the room top to bottom but there were not many supplies here, he needed food, water and weapons before he would even plan a way out, he knew where to find both but unless he had help it wouldn't matter, he repeated the message once again over the PA telling the survivors where he was and that they needed to signal him. Something about Andy level head suggested he was accustom to high risk situations but only time would tell if it would pay off.

Michael had helped Izzy douse the zombies with lighter fluid before putting distance between himself and the small undead group as Izzy set them all ablaze with her tazer. Even through the gas mask, he could smell the disgusting scent of rotting, burning flesh, he couldn't imagine how much Izzy probably wanted to puke with her being fully exposed and all.

"Don't linger around them too long!"

Michael pulled Izzy away from the burning zombies as some of their heads and bodies began to burst. Other than expecting this result because some zombies would do this in Dead Island, whatever gases and decaying fluids building up in the zombies would make this completely possible.

"Ech...."

Izzy couldn't see it, but Michael was actually grinning... probably a bit too insanely at that. Through all the guts, the scene was actually quite satisfying to watch. They couldn't stay to admire their teamwork's result though.

"You're right about one thing," Michael told Izzy, "We have to move elsewhere.... look for survivors or something...."

Survivors. Michael quickly began thinking about his family. Were they safe? Or had they been devoured by these disgusting creatures already?
There were probably hundreds of zombies in the fucking mall! How many more of them were out there?! As much as Michael wanted to treat this like a mere video game.... he couldn't. This was life and death, one wrong move could mean the messy end of him. Michael began to shudder at these thoughts, and for a few seconds, he teared up at the thought of his family walking around as mutilated corpses. He clenched his draconic blade, and his quick breathing could easily be heard through the gas mask's nozzles.

'Mom... dad.... we... we just have to..."

All that bravado and leaderlike attitude seemed to have left him....

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John nodded as he followed behind, constantly checking for any zombies that might have noticed them. The intercom was still crackling. it definitely sounded like words. But it was hard to make out in this part of the mall. Hopefully the shoe store would have a better speaker. As he Jen walked along, his vision moved between the ground to make sure nothing was going to cut Jen's foot and their flanks.

Jen quietly walked towards where the shoe store was. The first store she reached with shoes was the big department store. "Why don't we go in here? We can get some change of clothes, shoes, and just some supplies. I think they have a cafe on the third floor also, so this should be perfect. I use to shop here all the time, it has a lot of things we will need other than weapons." Jen said looking at John.