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Bridge Street.
Chapter 6 - Precise Like A Sniper.
Back to the bouncer alongside the young girl, that nearly brakes her ankle because of her shiny heels. They are walking down the street, broken glass all over the place, they come down to the bottom of one road to a T-junction, a wall is in front of them.
Tracy says “I am going to need some proper shoes because these heels are killing me off.”
Bobby the bouncer says “Lets get you some, we will go to the Grafton center.”
Turning left away from the armed police roadblock, they are unaware of the police roadblock which would have been their safest bet of survival. Lifeless bodies lay everywhere, some are smartly dressed others wearing casual clothes. A homeless couple lay in their sleeping bags in a closed shop entrance, they look like they are sleeping but could also be dead or worse brain devouring walking dead. Devastation has wrecked the streets ahead of them, bus shelters smashed, rubbish everywhere, taxis are burning with crispy corpses inside, even inside the citi 1 bus all the lights are off, doors look shut but the bus driver didn’t get far, I almost hear you ask how do I know? Because he lays beside a black public bin being eaten.
Tracy whispers “Fuck going down there, we are certainly not making it through to the other side alive, you know some of them fuck nugget Zs are just laying there sleeping, one slight noise they going to be on our tails.”
Before Bobby can respond Tracy’s left heel snaps, he decides to sweep her off her feet so she don’t cut her feet, putting her over his right shoulder, she throws her heel-less shoe on the ground.
Bobby says “Watch my back, we will go a different way.”
Tracy stretches back grabbing her other heel off, Bobby puts his cork screw between the marriage alongside middle fingers on his left hand.
Tracy says “If they get too close, I will stab them with my heel or this knife.”
Bobby responds saying “That would be appreciated.”
They are walking past a bank that leads to a poorly lit alley way that runs through behind the bus depot to the Grafton center.
Back at the armed police, that is holding up a part of the outskirts, *Short burst of gun fire.* They are holding off one of the longest roads, also busiest parts of town because it has rows of restaurants along with the clubs. Two police cars with four armed police stand, they have all four streets covered. All four are dressed in full bodied black armed police uniform from the helmet to the boots, they are most probably wearing armed police underwear with socks. Each have an assault rifle, the G36 along with a Glock 17 in a holster around their legs. There is also two HK417 one is in left cop cars, each of the cop cars blocking the four roads. A paddy wagon drives from behind them, parking up beside the The church of Our lady also the English Martyrs. A police officer gets out walking over to an armed officer that is on one knee but he’s not proposing to the love of his life, instead with the other HK417, that is set up on the bonnet of his cop car, silencer attached, his G36 resting on the floor to his right.
The police officer stands beside the armed officer which is looking through the sniper scope.
The police office says “The streets look clear from Zs, just drunken teenagers, considering it is two in the morning.”
The armed officer says “Good, can’t let this problem overspill, all we have to do is hold this position until the morning.”
A helicopter is flying over behind with a bright spotlight on, sweeping all of the outskirts.
The police officer that has a stab proofed vest on says, “I am going to check out the infected zone, there could be survivors.”
Before anyone can say another word, the armed officer starts shooting. Looking down the scope to one outer circle, to a smaller middle circle, to a dot in the middle, that is moving from bloodied shirt torso to face of the approaching Z. Trying not to wake...
Back to the bouncer alongside the young girl, that nearly brakes her ankle because of her shiny heels. They are walking down the street, broken glass all over the place, they come down to the bottom of one road to a T-junction, a wall is in front of them.
Tracy says “I am going to need some proper shoes because these heels are killing me off.”
Bobby the bouncer says “Lets get you some, we will go to the Grafton center.”
Turning left away from the armed police roadblock, they are unaware of the police roadblock which would have been their safest bet of survival. Lifeless bodies lay everywhere, some are smartly dressed others wearing casual clothes. A homeless couple lay in their sleeping bags in a closed shop entrance, they look like they are sleeping but could also be dead or worse brain devouring walking dead. Devastation has wrecked the streets ahead of them, bus shelters smashed, rubbish everywhere, taxis are burning with crispy corpses inside, even inside the citi 1 bus all the lights are off, doors look shut but the bus driver didn’t get far, I almost hear you ask how do I know? Because he lays beside a black public bin being eaten.
Tracy whispers “Fuck going down there, we are certainly not making it through to the other side alive, you know some of them fuck nugget Zs are just laying there sleeping, one slight noise they going to be on our tails.”
Before Bobby can respond Tracy’s left heel snaps, he decides to sweep her off her feet so she don’t cut her feet, putting her over his right shoulder, she throws her heel-less shoe on the ground.
Bobby says “Watch my back, we will go a different way.”
Tracy stretches back grabbing her other heel off, Bobby puts his cork screw between the marriage alongside middle fingers on his left hand.
Tracy says “If they get too close, I will stab them with my heel or this knife.”
Bobby responds saying “That would be appreciated.”
They are walking past a bank that leads to a poorly lit alley way that runs through behind the bus depot to the Grafton center.
Back at the armed police, that is holding up a part of the outskirts, *Short burst of gun fire.* They are holding off one of the longest roads, also busiest parts of town because it has rows of restaurants along with the clubs. Two police cars with four armed police stand, they have all four streets covered. All four are dressed in full bodied black armed police uniform from the helmet to the boots, they are most probably wearing armed police underwear with socks. Each have an assault rifle, the G36 along with a Glock 17 in a holster around their legs. There is also two HK417 one is in left cop cars, each of the cop cars blocking the four roads. A paddy wagon drives from behind them, parking up beside the The church of Our lady also the English Martyrs. A police officer gets out walking over to an armed officer that is on one knee but he’s not proposing to the love of his life, instead with the other HK417, that is set up on the bonnet of his cop car, silencer attached, his G36 resting on the floor to his right.
The police officer stands beside the armed officer which is looking through the sniper scope.
The police office says “The streets look clear from Zs, just drunken teenagers, considering it is two in the morning.”
The armed officer says “Good, can’t let this problem overspill, all we have to do is hold this position until the morning.”
A helicopter is flying over behind with a bright spotlight on, sweeping all of the outskirts.
The police officer that has a stab proofed vest on says, “I am going to check out the infected zone, there could be survivors.”
Before anyone can say another word, the armed officer starts shooting. Looking down the scope to one outer circle, to a smaller middle circle, to a dot in the middle, that is moving from bloodied shirt torso to face of the approaching Z. Trying not to wake...
