Infected P3Anna gasped and raised her gun. "She's a zombie! Kill her!" The zombie girl shrunk away, and whimpered as the end of the gun pointed at her. "Please... don't kill me. I haven't kept my sanity to die now." Anna slowly lowered her gun. "You... won't kill us?"The zombie girl looked at Anna. "Well, since you just saved my ass, no, I wasn't planning on attacking." She rolled her eyes and continued. "Anyway, I should probably go." She started to walk away, before Dempsey spoke and stopped her. "Wait!" He grabbed her thin arm. "Who are you? How are you still sane? Why are you here?" She pulled her arm away. "I'm Zomi, I don't know how I'm still sane, I used a teleporter... and don't touch me again, or so help me I will cut you." She stared at him with her glowing yellow eyes. "Why do you care?" Dempsey shrugged. "I care because why not."
Infected paragraph 2Thud.THUD.A nearby door swung open, and a skinny figure flew through. Anna yelled in surprise and jumped back as this person hit the wall behind them. What had thrown the person was obvious when a mob of zombies swarmed the figure."Ah! Get... away!" The person-who was obviously a female- yelled, flailing. She was unarmed. Dempsey decided to actually do what the others were too dumbstruck to do and shot into the crowd, killing multiple zombies and giving the girl a chance to grab a gun from a nearby table and start shooting. Soon, after the others decided to pitch in, the zombies were dead.Anna turned to the girl, who was facing away from them, and spoke. "Hey, are you-" She stopped when she noticed the pallor to the girls skin. The girl turned around and Anna saw the gleaming yellow of her eyes, peaking out from a blondish-brown fringe, matted with blood.