9 The Lady 2 (1/2)

”I thought you said you were a lucky cat!” I whispered to Jade, all the while trailing behind the lady. She was humming to herself, any zombies that happened to wander near us she slew. We'd yet to see anyone else along our travels.

However, the atmosphere was getting heavier it felt like we were heading deep into the creepy hospital. I'd seen more and more hospital door that had bloodied handprints and beeping machines.

The smell of chemicals had also gotten stronger, it was starting to smell like a real hospital.

”I am lucky, that woman is just dangerous. But she might lead to some good rewards.” Jade huffed, he still hides in my hair. I didn't know if the lady knew he was there and was just playing it off or it didn't matter to her in the least. ”However, I can't sense any trails to fortune, so you better be careful.”

”That doesn't make me feel better!” I snapped quietly at him. In response, he tucked himself further into my neck and hair covering his tiny jade body.

We'd been walking for about ten minutes. My body was screaming at me to turn around and run from this lady. Something was off, but I didn't think I'd manage to escape. Steadying myself, I just keep observing her.

A loud scream broke my concentration. Turning to the left, I raise my spear. However, there isn't a zombie. There is actually a woman in the corner of a room. The door to the room had been long torn off. Blood and other residue covered the room that she was in.

Her hair was long and wild, she was dressed in your standard hospital gown. It was torn slightly, exposing her breast and back. There were jagged cuts all along her back. She was looking dead at the lady, her hands were covered in blood as she pointed.

”Monster, run run run run!” She muttered and waved her arms wildly at the lady. Her one eye was bloodshot, while the other eye socket was empty. Dried blood was crushed around the opening.

”Run run run run run!” She bellowed again, this time she scrambled to her feet and started to move towards me. I held my spear out trying to block her off. But she didn't seem to notice, she ran right into the spear.

The spear easily slides into her flesh, I quickly try to pull it out of her body. But she keeps pushing forward. Her arms were reaching out towards me.

”Run run run run!” She wailed at me, her one eye was locked onto mine. She keeps running forward, she opens her mouth to speak again. But a blade comes flying at her, cutting off her head.

Blood splashes me in the face, as her head topples from her body. The pressure of embedding her body onto the spear disappears and she easily slides backward off of my spear. My stomach protest at the sight, but I keep myself from puking.

The last expression on her face was one of desperation. Casting a glance towards the lady, I stumble backward at her expression. The calm face was replaced with a bloodthirsty expression etched into it.

She walked forward, reaching down to retrieve the knife that she'd just thrown and used to kill the woman. It was coated in her blood, but the lady didn't seem to notice, seemingly enraged she kicks the woman's head. It hit the wall and rolled away a bit.

Although that didn't seem to satisfy the lady, she reached down and stabbed the body of the woman. Dragging the blade through the dead woman's flesh, ecstasy was etched into her face and blood began to splatter onto her body and face.

What the hell was wrong with her?

Shuffling backward, I start to retreat. This was my chance! We had just passed a cross-section, if I could make it back that way then I might be able to escape.There was something very wrong with the lady, my heart was beating out of my chest at this point.

I started to turn, ready to run when a voice made me stop dead in my tracks.

”Where do you think you're going?” The lady's voice sounded behind me.

I turn my head to look behind me, her eyes are void of emotion. An unsettling feeling had settled into the air. The knife in her hand had stilled, it was hanging over the dead woman's chest. Her body had become mangled under the cruel hands of the lady.