19 Chapter 18 (1/2)
(In case if you have not recived a notification, I have *technically* updated my holiday notice into a new chapter :D )
”Frank! Frank!?” Gillian roars into the Walkie Talkie.
”St- r-t the-re, we a-re co-ing”.
”Frank!?”.
”Frank!?!” she calls out again.
Looking at the walkie talkie, she throws it onto the bed, ”stupid shit!”.
She gets onto her feet and opens the door, just a bit. The zombies are still there... waiting...
One of them looks up at her before opening its mouth and pointing to her and begins mumbling something, then another zombie looks at me, then another one and another one. That is when they began charging for the door.
”ARRRGGH” They all roar as the smash into the door.
”FUCK!?” Gillian shouts as she looks for something to block the door. Drawer.
She grabs the drawer and with all her force, she drags it to the door.
When she is done, she walks back, watching if there is any chance of them breaking into the room. She is safe, but not for long, she has to hide somewhere. There is nowhere to hide in this room.
Attic... she has to find a way to the attic.
She looks around her, she sees the one and the only window in the room.
”This is the only way I will survive...” she mutter before beginning to walk towards the window.
CRACK. CRACK. CRACK.
The zombies began to break the door by making a hole in it, causing Gillian to begin to worry again.
She makes her way to the window before opening it up. She pushed the handle sideways before pushing the window itself open, opening it as wide as it can go.
After she has done that, she clears the table that is right below the window so that she can stand up on it.
She cautiously, leg by leg, go on the cleared table.
CRACK!
The zombies managed to make a hole through the door, one of the zombies reaches its hand out into the room but fails to catch anything.
”Shit!” Gillian mutters as she slowly gets out through the window.
She puts out her legs, one by one on the grey windowpane outside. Now she carefully, but as quickly as she could, try to get her body out without falling down onto the uncut grass below her.
The zombies make the hole in the door bigger as Gillian manages to stand still on the windowpane,above her is a gutter, she needs to get to the roof.
This is her one and only chance to do this right, if she fails, she is dead meat.
A growl caught her attention as she looks into the bedroom, a zombie is crawling through the hole that they made.
”Crap!?”
She must do this quickly.
She looks up at the gutter before reaching her hands up. she can touch the gutter, but she cannot grab it properly.
Gillian hopped up and managed to get a hand of the gutter, she begins to pull herself up, aided by the stone wall so that her legs had something to lift her up.
She began to hear some sort of cracking. Not long passes before she realizes that the cracking is coming from the gutter.
”Crap!”.
She reached her right hand out farther from the gutter to try and touch for a more sturdy thing to grab on to. She does manage to find something.
Slowly, she begins to pull herself up, she makes progress and when she reaches a certain height, she places her foot on the ledge, above the window.
She raises her right knee onto the roof before pulling herself farther up so that she can bring up her left knee.
Finally, she is on the roof.
Cautiously standing up, she makes her way towards the window of her attic. She remembers from when she was younger, that the window is somewhere near the front side of the house and she finds it.
She finds it, and since her father used to always keep it slightly open, she manages to open the window up.
She feels a wave of relief when she makes it into the attic.
Grabbing a touch from right beside her landing area, she slowly begins to search around the attic for a good place to stay and wait from Frank to come back.
* FRANK & ALEX *
”Okay, turn right here...” Alex tells him and he does it.
”Where now?”
”Just keep on driving forwards, you should exit onto the main road very soon”.
”Okay” Frank answers before concentrating on the road and trying not to damage the car.
After a few minutes, Frank can see the road that Alex is talking about.
Before he could ask the question, she gave him the answer.
”Turn left on that road...”.
”Okay...” Frank muttered.
They reached the main road and Frank here turned left. He begins to drive faster as they are on an asphalted road.
Frank sees a huge building to his left, it had a long chimney pointing up at the sky.
”That is the chemical laboratory, where the treatment and all the other shit was made, ” Alex explains to Frank as they drive by the lab.
”So you say that this 'accident' was actually intentional, what makes you think that?” Frank asks her, curious to find out her answer.
”All I can do is assume why. I don't have a factual answer...”.