Exhaustion threatens to make me stop but we can't. I run through the long corridors beside Lucas who looks equally as exhausted as me. I cough and taste the stale coppery blood threatening to come up. I must have landed in a bad way when I jumped down from the vent. I thought when I rolled I recovered fine but I must have done something to my ribs. The zoms slowly shuffle behind us moaning and growling softly.
"I guess there done feasting..." I mumble to Lucas
He glances at me.
I cough again and I am forced to stop and lean against the wall, coughing nonstop. Overwhelmed by the taste of blood. When I finally stop I look at my sleeve and the wall and see that they are both splattered with blood. I glance up and see Lucas, blue eyes light with worry.
"I'm fine." I barely get out
"No your not. You opened the wound of your shoulder and your coughing up blood. That's not fine." He says
He looks behind me at the shambling wall of gray zoms. I start to cough again. I look behind him and see the group rest, waiting, at the next corridor for us. Lucas looks back at me and mumbles as a puts an arm around my waist "I'm not losing you again." I put my arm around his shoulder and put more than half of my weight on him."You never lost me."...