Hell of Their Own Making.
I was shell-shocked when I made my way back to my room. If people noticed my distress they didn't pass comment. I couldn't believe that my Father had been a party to the atrocities ten floors below; but he was in charge - so he must have known.
I went into Sally's room, shutting the door behind me. She looked up in surprise - I hadn't seen her for almost a week.
"Hello Stranger! What have you been up to?" I put my back to the door and slowly slid down it until I was sat on the cold tile floor.
"Sarah What's the matter?" Sally rushing from the bed to my side. I shook my head, the tears burning my eyes and preventing me from speaking.
"Sarah! Is it Paddy? Is it your Father?" I blinked my eyes quickly trying to stop my tears.
"I have to get out of here." I managed to say finally. Sally's eyebrows raised in surprise.
"Are you crazy? It's safe here. There are no zombies, we have enough to eat, we have soldiers to protect us. I couldn't think of a better place to be at this moment." I scrubbed at my eyes with my sleeve trying to pull myself together.
"You don't understand what's happening here Sally. It's only a matter of time before the shit hits the fan and we're right in it!" Sally took a deep breath, her eyes searching mine for more information.
"What's happening Sarah?" She said finally sitting next to me.
"My Dad told me to help Billy. So I went down ten levels to the labs. I thought I would only be looking through a microscope, maybe some experiments. I couldn't believe what was down there......My God! My Mother was down there!" Sally shook her head in disbelief.
"But your Mom is dead, she was infected. They killed her to put her out of her misery....didn't they?" I bit my lip and shook my head.
"They have a hospital ward down there. About twenty beds, every bed occupied with an infected person. My Mother is down there, strapped down to a bed. She's dead, but she's still kicking and screaming. She doesn't know who I am....all she wanted to do was get free and attack me. Those restraints can't hold them forever. I'm scared Sally, I didn't realise what my Dad was capable of until I saw the horrors down there." Sally sighed turning me around to face her.
"I'm sorry about your Mom Hunny, but you've got to face facts. They're doing it for a reason. They want to find a cure for this. The world we know has changed, Sarah - we have to adapt or die." Her words cut me deeply and I closed my eyes trying to steady myself. Was she right? Was I over-reacting, because it was my Mother they were experimenting on?
"Sarah are you alright?" She said finally and I nodded. I got to my feet.
"I'm going to lie down." I said struggling to open her door.
"Sarah...." Sally said and I put up my hand to silence her.
"I'm not sure I'm strong enough to adapt Sally." I slid out of the crack in the door and ran off down the corridor towards my room.
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The siren woke me from a deep sleep. It took me a moment to pull of my boots and dress. I felt sick to my stomach, something was terribly wrong. The door swung open and my Father stood before me.
"Sarah get moving, up on the roof - now!" I moved towards the door.
"What's happening?" I screamed and he grabbed my shoulder.
"Don't ask questions, just run like your life depends on it." I pushed past him running towards the stairs. I could hear screams, gunfire, the noise was deafening. My Father followed me a couple of soldiers dropping to their knees in firing positions behind him.
"Dad! What the hell is going on?" He pushed me up the rungs of the ladder to the roof.
"The base has been compromised. We need to bug out immediately, there's a helicopter waiting for us on the roof." A hand from above grabbed me and pulled me onto the helipad. It was Paddy.
"Have you seen Sally?" He shouted at me above he roar of the helicopters blade. I shook my head. His eyes looked panicked as he helped me into the back of the helicopter.
"I can't leave without her." He said as he secured my harness. My Father got into the helicopter beside me.
"Get into the damn copter soldier." He barked. Paddy stepped down from the copter, bending his head as he backed away from the blades.
"See yeh teach!" He shouted as he made his way over to the ladder. There were tears in his eyes. My Father put a pair of headphones on me, then put on his own.
"Where are we going?" He looked at me, his eyes steely.
"We're going to Bunker 9, its the closest. They have room for us, we have enough fuel to do three trips." I looked around the cockpit, it had room for eight people. At the most only 24 people would be saved. I felt tears pricking at my eyes. Another couple of people climbed in beside us, then Billy followed, his eyes locking with mine.
"What's the sitrep Dr Matterson?" Billy put on a set of headphones, speaking loudly into the mouthpiece.
"The lower levels are completely overun. The bunker will be completely over-run in less than an hour." My Father swore loudly. Someone climbed in beside me, and I turned to see them. It was Sally, her face wet with terrified tears.
"Sally! Thank God!" She started to sob.
"I couldn't find him....Paddy's still in there!"
The doors slammed closed and the helicopter rose into the sky. Below the infected swarmed into the compound, from above they looked like crawling insects. I closed my eyes, trying to block it out. I knew what was happening inside the bunker, and for once I was relieved that I had my Father by my side.