In the distance, faint, guttural growls began to echo, sending shivers down their spines. The tress seed to close in around them, its gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal hands.
Their phone flashlight beams flickered, casting fleeting glimpses of the dark place around them.
"Keep running!" The druggie shouted as they finally saw the Pier in the distance .
On their way here, they were attacked by their own friends who had turned into zombies. They fought to survive, but unfortunately, three of them were bitten and died. They had to leave them behind and escape.
"Give so ti to rest! I can't breath anymore" Dong's girlfriend protested while gasping for air. She had been running for too long, and she was already out of breath. Even the adrenaline in her body could no longer help her move forward.
She could sense her legs weakening, and the lack of air was becoming suffocating.
"Leave her!" the druggie shouted. He had just snorted another batch of cocaine, and the rush of energy had left him feeling invincible. In his mind, the woman had already served her purpose, and he saw leaving her behind as a convenient way to buy so extra ti for himself.
The other two looked at each other, but in the end, they all decided to leave her. They didn't really know each other well enough to care.
"Wait! You heartless bastards!" Dong's girlfriend scread at them, but her screaming made her even more exhausted, and she finally collapsed on the ground. She had never thought that her unhealthy lifestyle would cost her life.
"I need to stand up.." She forced herself to crawl, but it was too late. She could already hear the footsteps of the zombies approaching. She knew that she was done for.
"Mommy! Help !" She cried out for help, and this ti she rembered her mother. She had told her not to date Dong because he was bad news, but she didn't listen.
Now, he was dead, and she realized that she, too, was on the brink of being devoured by the zombies. Regret washed over her as she thought about her mother's warnings. If only she had heeded her mother's advice, she wouldn't have found herself stranded on this forsaken island, facing such a fate.
CLICK... CLICK... CLICK...
The chilling sounds of jaws locking in and out filled the dark, ominous space. She couldn't see them clearly, but the noise sent shivers down her spine.
She tightly sealed her lips, desperately hoping that remaining silent and motionless would save her from the zombies. But despite her best efforts, her body trembled involuntarily. The fear was too overwhelming to control.
"EEEEK!"
"EEEEK!
"EEEEK!
In the darkness, she heard the incoherent screams of zombies. Suddenly, she felt a cold, clammy hand clutching her leg.
"No!" she exclaid, but before she could stand up, she was pinned to the ground by five zombies. The dim light allowed her to see their terrifying faces up close.
"No... No... No... Please don't eat !" she begged desperately.
CRUNCH!
Agonizing pain shot through her as she felt sothing biting into her thigh. .
"AHHHHHH!"
The excruciating pain continued as the zombies tore into the muscles of her thigh.
Their biting didn't stop there. Another zombie bit into her other thigh, and the painful assault continued, moving upwards. In the process, they ripped off her shorts, exposing her underwear.
"Wait!" She pleaded for rcy, groaning in pain.
CRUNCH!
The zombies ignored her and continued eating her, and the excruciating pain made her feel like she was on the brink of death. She could feel herself bleeding . Unfortunately for her, the zombies could not understand her pleas and continued to devour her.
As her life began to fade, a series of mories flashed before her eyes, and she could feel her body growing colder and colder.
"Mommy, "she uttered weakly before passing away.
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The group of three, along with the druggie, continued to run towards the pier, their hearts pounding with a mix of fear and hope.
The dimly lit pier seed like a haven of safety compared to the horrors they had encountered on the island. As they reached the pier, a sense of excitent welled up within them as they realized they had a chance to escape this place.
"We can finally escape!" the druggie exclaid as he vaulted onto the railings of the pier. The absence of zombies and the well-lit Yacht gave him a glimr of hope. It seed the crew might still be on-board and in working condition, ready to help them leave this dreadful place.
As they approached the ships, the excitent of the mont was short-lived. The closer they got, the more apparent it beca that sothing was off.
The ships were eerily silent, with no sign of the crew or passengers. The air was thick with an unsettling stillness that sent shivers down their spines.
"I don't like this," one of the group mbers muttered, unease creeping into his voice.
The druggie, despite his confidence earlier, looked around nervously. "Yeah, it's too quiet. Where is everyone?"
They cautiously boarded , their footsteps echoing through the tal stairs.
As they reached the ship's deck, hope had started to bloom in their hearts.
But as they passed over the railing and onto the deck, their hearts sank.
CLICK CLICK CLICK
Instead of the peaceful refuge they'd hoped for, dozens of zombies lurched toward them, their hunger-stricken eyes locking onto them.
"RUN!" The druggie shouted.
Unfortunately, one of the group mbers made a costly mistake. His foot caught on a loose step, and with a cry, he tumbled down the stairs. The impact was painful, and he yelped as he hit the floor below.
"Please help !" he shouted, clutching his leg in agony.
The druggie, with panic etched on his face, barked at the other survivor, "Keep running! We can't help him now!"
They jump over their injured friend and left him behind, knowing that their own lives was more important. The group was now down to just two mbers as they continued to flee from the zombies.
Unbeknownst to them, there was soone even more dangerous watching them from the sky, hovering effortlessly as if gravity didn't affect him at all.
"Keep running, idiots,"
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