Awakening from the dead
The metallic taste that invades his mouth cavity, a strong twinge in his head and the persistent pain make him wake up in the middle of his classroom at the university, the confusion invades him as he searches the room in search of a classmate, but immediately realizes that he is completely alone and surrounded by a mess of chairs and leaves lying all over the room, he immediately draws the conclusion that he has fallen asleep ... but on the floor? And worse still, no one had the decency to tell him that class was over, he fumbles in his trouser pockets in search of his phone to help him find his bearings in time and is shocked to realise that it's only morning and he couldn't have slept in for long, another shock comes over him when he sees the endless messages and calls that his parents and Lily have left in his mailbox, he can't help but feel an alarming need to know the reason why they were desperately trying to reach him, he quickly tries to return the calls, but finds no signal, In need of answers, he gets up abruptly, causing a sharp pain in his head that takes him a few seconds to regain his balance and move the mess of chairs and everything in his path in search of a signal before entering his next class. He had to push hard, but slowly, on the door so that the flowerpot that was blocking his exit wouldn't fall and shatter.
He walks through long and lonely corridors, nervousness invaded him as the faculty is always crowded with people, so he is eaten up by the desperation to find someone who can lend him a phone and tell him what is happening, he does not remember what happened before he fell asleep in class; He hurries his pace as he follows a trail of blood until his eyes meet the sight of an unrecognisable body, entrails and a pool of blood all around him, it is impossible for him to utter a sound, not even a scream, he can't help his stomach churning and immediately ran to the nearest toilet, he now needed to make an even more urgent call to the police he couldn't believe that such a heinous event would take place in such a crowded place and in broad daylight, however once again the call could not be processed.
Needing to take a breath and wet his face he inevitably thinks that his subconscious is playing a dirty trick on him with that nightmare he turns on the water tap then cradles both hands to hold the water and bring it to his mouth in search of fixing the bad taste of the iron in his blood, in the same way he rinses his face his hands brush against a scratchy texture that runs across his face, in the mirror he contemplates his reflection a scar runs across his face he doesn't remember in any way hurting himself. He tries to contact his family again, but it is useless, finally he realizes that the dates do not match, it has been approximately 18 hours since the calls, in the distance Remus can hear feet shuffling that sound had never given him such relief, he quickly dries his face with the sleeves of his t-shirt and goes out almost running to meet the person.
‘I was wondering where everyone was’ he commented as he approached in the hope that his voice would be audible, he was even surprised that he was able to make a sound, which was immediately picked up by the individual who made a sharp turn and let out a grunt, which made him stop in his tracks to try to focus his eyes and realise that luckily he knew the boy, however, he was alarmed by the state he was in, his skin was torn as well as his clothes and he had multiple blood stains which gave him the appearance of a zombie as they are shown in science fiction movies and series, that's why he was taken out of his thoughts as soon as the boy advanced towards him causing him to instinctively start running, immediately in search of an explanation, really that nap had left him very bad, surely this would be his lesson to stop sleeping in class, if it wasn't a nightmare as he corroborated it by wetting his face, all this must have been a joke he had fallen into, at this thought he felt stupid for the pathetic reaction he had had. He ran so fast that he lost sight of it and they were probably laughing at him now; he picked up his pace to catch his breath, he remembered the body he had seen earlier and was almost thankful that the call had not been answered because it was probably part of the prank.
It seemed futile to try to return the calls so he decided to go home to ask for himself, due to the absence of people he thought that maybe classes had been cancelled so he should just go back for his backpack to the classroom where he had forgotten it.
On his way back to the classroom he expected to find the classmate who had played the prank on him, however, he did not find him, but the body was still there, the smell it gave off was really unpleasant which he had not perceived before, which made him nervous, now that he was more awake it seemed to him that it made no sense that it was an innocent joke, but the situation was so unreal. He rushed into the classroom just as he was gathering his few belongings he heard a scream that made his skin crawl, he immediately ran to where it came from and there he beheld the scene of a prone body crying out for help as the boy Remus had seen earlier rushed in to devour and tear the flesh of the other student, Lupin's face disfigured into a grimace of disgust and horror, his heart was pounding desperately and he felt his legs shaking as soon as he regained his stability he ran off down the corridors before he had to face any other individual, his footsteps echoing through the lonely corridors causing the noise to attract the attention of the zombies that had been waiting.
One kept pace with him
When he reached the door and tried to get out he found it impossible, he began to tap it with his shoulder, but the door did not yield to any blow, apparently it was locked from the outside.
A second zombie emerged from a hall
His stomach lurched, as hard as it was for him to assimilate what his eyes were seeing, he couldn't take the risk of staying still and waiting for those people to make a move. When he saw himself cornered he remembered that it was obviously not the only way out, a place as crowded as the faculty needed more than one exit, he advanced running through the corridor avoiding any contact with the zombies, a pool of blood got in his way making him slip and in the blink of an eye his face collided directly with the floor staining his clothes, he didn't have time to sit up because when he least expected it hands were dragging him across the floor inside a classroom.
He could feel the nails digging into his skin Shit
Suddenly he stopped feeling the grip on his feet, he expected to find someone bloody and nasty pouncing on him to devour his intestines, he sat up enough to allow him to run in case of what he might find in there. Immediately his gaze swept over the person starting with his feet, the shoes were stained, he heard the door being closed behind him, the trousers slightly torn as if he had tripped, he finished with the torso, the clothes just as stained as the trainers, finally he noticed the face, although they did not share a class, he had seen him a couple of times in the corridor, his features and gestures denoted a clear fear, the blond hair lay in disarray.
The boy brought his index finger to his lips pressed in a straight line, indicating silence.
Quickly his eyes searched the classroom, desks overturned, books on the floor, curtains stained and oh there was another boy with them, he knew him too, he was tall, about the same height, light brown and freckled, he was leaning against the door in case any other force tried to open it.
The sound of someone rubbing and grunting against the window brought him back to the present where he could see blood trickling down the glass, the blond quickly walked over to the window and closed the curtains.
What's going on? His question came out as a whisper remembering the boy's request for silence. The blond turned to look at him quickly, the question seemed to frustrate him slightly, but he said nothing, instead the brown spoke from the doorway.
It seems unreal doesn't it, zombies, very trite... Remus looked back at him in surprise, but not disbelief - "We saw you in your sitting room, we were one of the first to leave..."
Little by little Lupin felt his memory returning, they were in Communication class when in the distance the screams started, the classroom went into a state of alert, the class stopped and the teacher was about to peek through the door when another student came running to open it, covered in reddish fluids and with a devastating expression ‘They are insane, you have to do something here they come’.
"It looked like you were fighting with someone, or so we guessed, we saw you fall to the floor..."
More students began to fill the classroom in an attempt to take shelter, but at the same time scaring the rest desperate to get out someone approached him grabbing him by the shoulders with blood soaked hands and shaking him ‘You have to call the police’ Remus was disturbed by the grimace of pain that the boy had and how he desperately tried to cover the blood gushing from his neck and then ran off in search of someone else to beg for a call to the police. He took advantage of the delay to put away his belongings and when few people were left he decided to approach a black-haired boy in the hope that he knew what was going on.
Excuse me... Remus began
Don't come near me or I'll kill you,’ he declared, pointing a knife at him.
I was just wondering - As if it were a cat, the sharp blade of the knife pierced his face, proving that the boy was not joking about his declaration of attempted murder. He brought his hand to his face at the sudden stinging, he didn't have time to complain when after a hard push the back of his head was slammed against a desk and he decided to give in to the sudden sleep.
The boy at the door continued "We saw you fall, we didn't know if you were alive or not, but after the door was closed we tried to cover it with a flower pot"
"Just in case that helped at all, the blond concluded."
It took him a few moments to assimilate what had and was still happening, it was hard to believe in its entirety, but he would finally have to face the current situation, that's when he remembered that he had to get out of there as soon as possible, he needed to find his parents and of course Lily, he stood up quickly.
"By the way, this is Luke and I'm Peter...Where are you going?" said the blond as he saw Remus' intentions.
"Thanks but I need to get out of here" he was truly grateful.
The blond was puzzled by the unexpected need to get out - "We should wait for someone to come and get us, on the radio they said that there are shelters at the edge of the city open to anyone, besides they would send rescue teams to crowded institutions... "
He couldn't even finish speaking when the illusion was sharply broken - "That doesn't make much sense, crowded places would be the first to fall, the greater the number of people, the greater the probability of contagion" Remus said.
The other boy still holding the door gave him a look of understanding, he seemed to reason with him -"Pete we spent the night here it's been almost 24 hours, if their intention was to come they would have done it by now, if the three of us go out together maybe we can make it" - He interrupted himself.
The three of them gave each other a look of confusion as things around them began to shake, Pete walked back over to the window pulling the curtain back so he could look through it, he was soon joined by Remus he could see a helicopter approaching towards them, he soon noticed that it wasn't just one but several heading towards different parts of the city.
For the first time in the short time Remus had been inside with them the blond's expression seemed to relax and he broke into a euphoric and satisfied smile, "I told you so."
"We should get out anyway, you don't think the helicopter is coming to pick us up at the saloon door, do you?" - The other boy had finally joined them after blocking the entrance with some chairs, he got a frown in response.
The door is locked, we'll have to go the other way out, he commented quickly, they needed a route out.
Peter turned away from the window and began to rummage around the room, ‘It's obvious, but we can't go out unprotected, look for objects that can be used as weapons, unless you want to get a good bite. Both boys had a point, their family had probably already been rescued, the chances of them staying at home to wait were almost nil, he had a great hope that his parents and Lily who was like family had decided to take action and go to the promised shelters, after all the important thing was to survive. Those thoughts invaded him as he continued to stare out of the window, until a few seconds later his brow furrowed in inexplicable confusion, he could feel his breath catch in sudden terror.
"They're bombing. " -He could see the helicopters in the distance dropping bombs where they were supposed to rescue as many survivors as possible.
"What the fuck?" Both boys said in unison and stopped their search, looked at him in immediate excitement and ran to meet him at the window, incredulous at the statement.
But it was so, they could see the buildings burning in the fire. It took no words to make them understand that at any moment it was the turn of the place where they were locked up, they took as quickly as they could what they had gathered, it was nothing more than a baseball bat forgotten by a sportsman, a hammer and a fire extinguisher taken from a glass box with the motto ‘Break in case of emergency’. They tried to make sure that there was not a trace of bare skin along their bodies, as the face was impossible to protect due to the lack of material.
They heard a loud bang, fortunately it seemed to be at the other end of the faculty, but still disoriented, they lay down on the floor, but as soon as they could they stood up to remove the chairs they had set up to stop whoever wanted to enter.
The noise obviously upset the zombies, there was smoke and dust making it difficult for them to see and the recent stun didn't help, they seemed to be running aimlessly. Luke was leading the race, hitting anything that came his way with the fire extinguisher, clearly the kid had massive strength, Pete was second with the hammer, which he was doing well with, it was handy, but he put it to good use, he was certainly last with the bat, he had never been a sports fan, but he knew how to handle it, plus the adrenaline that drove him in the face of the lingering danger. The three of them hit everything that got in their way, they knew they had to run towards the other exit, a gate that would probably be closed and when they reached it, as they had thought, it was padlocked, but the desire to live drove them to climb, and even more so when several zombies who had not yet been hit by fire or another bomb approached them in a hurry.
Peter was the first to cross the fence, avoiding the barbed wire at all costs, after him, Luke dropped the fire extinguisher and followed him almost being taken by surprise by the hungry creatures, Remus was not far behind him, they were almost neck and neck, the bat made it difficult for him to get a grip so he threw him the other way and in his carelessness he was caught by the foot, The grunting and tugging made it difficult for him to escape, he kicked hard, careful not to let his impulses cause him to fall, and when he finally broke free of the grip he went up so fast that he didn't even bother to worry about the barbed wire which, when it pierced him, tore his clothes a little and scratched his limbs with its sharp touch.
He landed on the ground in the company of his two mates, feeling the sudden sting of the wounds inflicted which will remind him for the rest of his new life of how he began.
He landed on the ground in the company of his two companions, feeling the sudden sting of the wounds that will remind him for the rest of his new life of how it all began, the scars will remain as well as the memories.