Am I really a zombie?

A new zombie victim

"Urrgg my head!" Standing up from the bed he lied in all night, Clark could hear the sounds of birds chirping and dried leaves falling from tress.

He got up slowly from the bed and he took a long look around, all he could see was a shotgun and an animal skins hanging over the wall. He took his time as he kept taking each step slowly until he got to the door.

He opened the door, his eyes grew big as he became worried as to what he saw, his surroundings were full of trees, and he could only see the top of the cities skyscraper from where he stood and looking back he saw that where he had spent the night was in a small hut right in the middle of the forest.

He heard the sound of footsteps coming from the trees behind him, feeling anxious he picked up a small stick that was close to a campfire that had gone off.

He held a fighting stance waiting for whoever was coming, his survival came first as he had no idea who was coming.

The more footsteps kept getting louder, the more Clark kept getting alarmed about his surroundings.

"What's up with these spiders today?" Anna said feeling upset as she propelled her body out of the bushes. Yelling due to the momentary shock, he took a sharp whack towards her head.

Anna screamed in pain, falling to the ground unconscious. Feeling indecisive about what he's meant to do, he looked down at her unconscious body for a moment before reaching for her, carrying her into the hut.

Laying her down on the bed, her weight dipping into the sheet, her top a little open, her cleavage visible, making him blush in embarrassment.

Clearing his throat, he looked the other way reluctantly, walking out of the room, he took the stick he had dropped earlier and decided to go deeper into the woods to make more sense of his surroundings.

He wanted to gather more supplies before he set out on his journey to find his home back in the city.

He has never been in the woods before, so knowing his way around was a little bit difficult, he held his stick firmly as he spotted a small cave about fifteen ft. away from where he stood.

He moved closer to the cave's entrance, acting extremely careful with each step he took. He aimed the stick at the cave's entrance as he started moving forward slowly.

After he had finally gotten into the cave, his mind was dramatically focused, in the dark and stifling place, he was terrified of the echoes he keeps hearing every time he took a step.

He could hear the voice of a young girl coming from the end of the pitch black cave hole ahead of him.

he gulped down his saliva as he began to approach the girl.

She had beautiful white hair and wore a red gown with a leather thigh-high, she seemed to be singing a nursery rhyme while drawing with crayons on the cave walls.

Approaching her with caution, he took the fire lamp hanging at the side of the café's wall. "Hey little girl, what are you doing in a place like this?" he asked, moving closer so he could see her face as he pointed the lamp forward.

"Don't call me a little girl!" she stood up, walking calmly towards him and kicked him in the shin with her left foot.

"Ouch, that hurt you brat" He yelled, holding the leg she had just kicked him in and hopped around in agony with the other leg.

"Serves you right, for calling me a little girl, the name is Cilia" She picks her crayons and heads back to drawing on the walls.

"You never answered my question though, why are you here? Where are your folks?" He starts bombarding her with questions.

She stands up again moving towards him, this time her head facing the ground, thinking he's about to get kicked again he moves back, ready to hold her down if she tries anything.

"I ran away from home," she says with a soft silent tone, placing her hands at her back feeling embarrassed.

"What? I didn't hear you, can you say that again?" he bent down in front of her trying to meet her height.

"I ran away from home okay!" She yells, kicking him in the shin again as she sat down resting her back on the wall.

"What the heck?" he yells, hopping around on one leg.

He sat down close to the wall while still holding the lamp close to avoid it going off , "Do your parents know where you are right now?".

"I can't see them," she says with a sad tone as she stands up to dust her dress.

"Why not? Did you get into a fight with them?" looking at her as she proceeds to leave the cave.

She took him over to a quicksand not far from where Anna's home is, just as they got closer to it, they could see a bit of the bottom of the car, completely sucked in by the quicksand.

"They are in there" she pointed at the quicksand, giving no expression whatsoever on her face.

Clark takes a hard look around trying to figure out how a car could get into the woods in the first place. He moves closer to the quicksand trying to see if anyone was in the car.

But he couldn't tell no matter how close he got, the sand had completely taken over the entire car. There was no way anyone was going to survive that.

He turned to her with a look of concern on his face, wanting to ask her to explain exactly what happened, just as he took a step forward he sensed something coming his way.

He quickly took cover, pulling the girl down with him. He moved so fast that the bullet became so slow in comparison.

Turning to where the sound came from, he knew he had been targeted.

Clark moved towards Anna's house while holding Cilia's hand as he ran as fast as he could towards the hut.

Just as he got close enough he heard three more gunshots coming from the hall, panicking he pulled Cilia to the back of the hut, picking a stick from the campfire in front of him.

He opened the door planning to throw the stick at the first person he saw, but to his surprise, it happened to be Anna.

She was holding a gun, looking at how things were, it was obvious she shot down three men all by herself.

"You have a lot of explaining to do, but first we have to get out of here" Holding her gun very close to her chest as she steps out of the hut.

She moves to her right, setting her gun up to make sure no one was there, just as they were about to move forward they heard the sound of a truck coming towards them.

Clark pushed Cilia behind him, while Anna set her gun ready to pull the trigger. The guys in the van got down all carrying different kinds of weapons, with a mask on their faces. But only one seemed to be completely unharmed. The leader of the gang.

"Come with us quietly, and no one has to die," the leader said moving forward to get a better view of his prey.

"Now who among you is the zombie," he says as he gets closer to them, staring each one of them in the eye.

"Separate them!" he told his men, they all moved closer to them, dragging girls aside, they tried resisting but they overpowered them with number, moving them away from each other.

"I'll ask again, who among you is the zombie?" the leader said, taking a pistol from one of his men's hands.

Both Clark and Cilia felt terrified, they couldn't say a thing, their body became completely still as they watched the man move around asking about the zombie.

"No one uhn, I guess I have no choice then," the leader said, he aimed the gun at Cilia and fired.

"Nooo!" Clark screamed as his eyes began turning blue, it was clear that Clark's rage started building up at that moment.

"Is she up? I guess she's not the zombie, next one" he said with a smile on his face as he pointed the gun at Anna.

"You bastard!" Clark shouts, filled with rage he lets his zombie instinct take over, he twisted the arm of the guy holding him as he bit his neck ripping his flesh off.

Looking completely detached, he goes over to the rest of the gang, ripping them apart bit by bit.

They all move back for a second in fear as they start shooting at him from every direction. But unfortunately for them, the bullets didn't seem to faze him.

He decapitated every gang member in his view using their heads as weapons, he got to the leader of the gang who was already shaking in fear as he witnessed the horrific scene.

Holding the leader's face, he drives his fingers into his face, crushing his skull from within, and then pulls it off from its body watching as the leader screams in agony.

After killing them all he walks over to Cilia's dead body, Anna still shocked as to what she just witnessed.

"Bite her," a voice said screaming louder and louder inside his head, looking at Celia's hand, he immediately bit her on her arm. Raising his head in relief as his eyes went completely blue, before collapsing to the ground.

"Clark are you okay" Anna ran to him, holding his cheeks while shouting his, just as she was about to carry him up, she felt someone breathing heavily on her neck. She turned to see who it could be and to her surprise, it was Cilia.

She has risen from the dead with her eyes dead and her skin completely pale. Sitting upright staring at Anna, there was only one thing she could say.

"I am so hungry!"