“Grab the axe!”

“I can’t close the door enough to reach it!”

“Just grab the goddamn axe!”

With a big shove Jonathan pushed the door back. The undead were putting a strong force against the metal emergency door.

“My shoulder is halfway to broken. I can’t do much!”

“Swing the axe in the handles!”

It was too late though. The door broke down and a herd of undead marched in.

“Run! Run!”

The two stumbled through the empty office as moans chased them. Jonathan could clearly still remember when the office was filled with the mundane noises of phone calls, and typing. How much he hated it only to miss that life so dearly. While reminiscing, he had tripped over a thrown computer monitor.

“Get up! Let’s go!” Fei yelled at Jonathan trying to pick him up.

Jonathan shook himself out of it and sprinted full speed ahead with Fei through the broken world.