Zombie War

Sarah wakes up in the middle of a forest, with no recollection of her past. She doesn't even remember what her name was before. All she knows is that now, it's Sarah. She is wearing khaki pants, hiking boots, a t-shirt, and a leather jacket. She also has a waterproof backpack. It holds a canteen, some trail mix, and a knife. She must team up with other people trapped in the zombie apocalypse. But in the end, what will prevail - power, or love?

GalacticBiRavenclaw published on May 21, 2015not completed

First Aid

I swallow the lump in my throat. "Doesn't that mean-"
He finishes my sentence. "Stop the bleeding by applying heat directly, yes." Dexter lights a fire and gets it hot, while I work on putting more pressure on the wound. When he's ready, I take the sopping-wet jacket sleeve off, and hold the stump over the fire. The heat wakes Holly up, and she begins to scream. The noise rises in pitch, and I hear the sound of hitching sobs threatening to come out. I hold one hand over her mouth, watching the stump with my other hand. It seems closed now, so I pull it away. She's wailing now, muffled sounds coming from behind my hand.
Dexter takes her severed hand and tosses it over the edge, watching as it falls to the zombies below. "They're going for it!" he whispers to me. "Must still be warm enough."
Suddenly, out of the darkness comes a moan, followed quickly by others. I see a stumbling figure emerge from the shadows, which is soon accompanied by several more. Dexter sees them, too. Holly is unconscious again, so I hoist her over my shoulder, and try to run. She almost slides off, and I fall to the ground with her weight. The zombies are closer now, and Dexter tries to hold them off with some knives.
A horrible thought occurs to me. Is she really worth it? Bile rises in my throat. Of course she is. But in the back of my mind, two words repeat over and over again: Dead weight.
I refuse to let it get to me, and I use rope to secure Holly onto my back. Dexter sees what I've done and hands me a knife. We both break into a run, as fast as our legs can carry us. Some zombies step in the fire and begin burning, but others avoid it. Holly comes to, and the jolting motion of me running causes her to vomit all over me. Momentarily stunned, I freeze - which makes Dexter run into me, and we both fall down.
The zombies are just 30 feet away now. 26. 20. I scramble to get back up, but Dexter and I are tangled. 10 feet. 8. Dexter begins to cry, and I don't blame him. We scoot backwards, but the zombies are rapidly gaining on us. My vision blurs. Oh god, I'm going to die. Right here, next to a cliff, where I watched someone fall to their death.
But no. Just as I'm starting to give up hope, someone comes leaping out of the night, knocking zombies down left and right. Upon closer inspection, I see that the heads of the felled zombies are bashed in. Normal fists can't do that.
There are only a couple zombies left. Our rescuer is backed up against a tree. I watch with horror as they open their mouths and chomp down on his arms...

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