zombie versus time

said that he had seen the green things too?

”What did you just say, Peter? ” She wasn surprised that even her voice was beginning to shake in fear

She was taking quick looks at Jack too.

”Speak to me now, tell me ”, she insisted. This wasn the time to hold back.

In a thin quivering voice, Peter responded, ”I said that we needed to leave now ”.

He wasn even looking her in the face as he spoke.

”Not that part. Give me the other part where you said eh… ”, She was reeling him on to speak up.

”I… I have seen them before ”

Luanas heart had begun to beat so fast that it did look like it would tear out of her chest any moment.

”Where? ”, Jack asked before she could regain her composure.

”In my dreams. I have been having lots of nightmares relating to them recently. Zamuel has too ”

Luana felt her body tremble a bit while her brain processed the information.

If Peter had been having nightmares on this, and then his best friend was too, wasn that some kind of message?

Even though she didn believe in things like this, she was frightened by the slightest thoughts of a beast tearing her apart as food.

She wanted to say something but her memory was suddenly messy. It seemed like her thoughts were all juggled together.

She looked at Jack only to see him clutching his head. Even Peter was slowly shaking his head.

Something was happening. They needed to run, but why did her limbs feel heavy all of a sudden.

”Jack, can you hear me? Do you have any idea of whats happening? ”, She said, it sapped her energy even to speak loud enough for him to hear.

She watched weakly as Jack staggered down to Peter.

”I am fine, but I don think he is ”, he said, stretching towards Peter who had passed out on the couch.

”I think its in the air ”, Jack said, this time he sounded even weaker than he was just seconds ago.

”Stop breathing ”, he commanded. This time, he was on his knees, shielding his nose with his palms.

”I… Can … Do… ”, Luana listened as her voice faded. She was drained, too drained to communicate anything.

She inhaled sharply when three people in white coats walked into the living room from the kitchen.

Their costume did look like that of space rangers that she sees in movies.

”Its too late to try fighting it. Inhale and make it faster ”, one of them said.

”We
e not here to hurt you. We
e here to help ”, another added in a babyish voice.

Luana turned her attention to Jack again, but he was unconscious on the wooden floor.

”Trust us, we won hurt you. Stop fighting and embrace the smoke ”

And like an obedient little kindergarten, she inhaled deeply this time, letting the air course through her body.

Immediately, darkness covered her up.