Deaths Garden

CHAPTER 14

RIGHT BEFORE THE CHAPTER BEGINS. THERE IS A WARNING TO READERS WHOM ARE SQUIRMISH, DONT LIKE CANABALISM, HORROR, DEATH, SLIGHT MENTIONS OF MURDER, BLOOD. YOU CAN SKIP IF YOU DONT LIKE SUCH THEMES AS THOSE ARE. (OPTIONAL)

JUST THOUGH I' WARN THOSE WHO DONT LIKE THESE SUCH THEMES IN THE BOOK<3

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THIRD PERSON POV

Sarah's heart raced as she rushed to Pierre's side, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief at the sight before her. The laboratory was in chaos, with scientists and guards scrambling to respond to the alarm while Pierre lay on the table, weak and drained from the constant experimentation. Ignoring the frantic activity around her, Sarah focused all her attention on Pierre, her hands trembling as she reached for the restraints that bound him to the table. With a sense of urgency, she worked quickly to undo the straps, her heart pounding in her chest as she prayed that they would escape before it was too late.

"Can you walk?" Sarah asked, her voice filled with concern as she turned to Pierre, her eyes searching his face for any sign of strength or determination. Pierre shook his head weakly, his body trembling with exhaustion and pain. "No," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Fear clutched at Sarah's heart as she realized the gravity of their situation. With Pierre unable to walk on his own, their escape would be even more difficult and dangerous than she had anticipated. But she refused to let fear paralyze her, drawing on every ounce of strength and determination she possessed to come up with a plan. "Then we'll have to get you out of here ourselves," Sarah said firmly, her voice tinged with determination. Without hesitation, she moved to Pierre's side, gently lifting him from the table and draping his arm over her shoulder for support.

Sarah's heart pounded with fear as the screams of the infected echoed down the hallways, their growls and hisses blending into a terrifying cacophony of sound. Gripping Pierre's arm tightly, she urged him to move faster, the urgency of their escape weighing heavily on her mind. As they turned a corner, they stumbled upon a gruesome sight: a group of infected feasting on the remains of another, their savage hunger driving them to unspeakable acts of violence. Sarah recoiled in horror, her stomach churning at the sight before her.

"We have to go," she whispered urgently, her voice barely above a whisper as she backed away slowly, her eyes locked on the bloodthirsty creatures before them.

But as they began to retreat, Sarah's heart froze in terror as she realized that one of the infected had spotted them, its eyes glinting with predatory hunger as it licked the blood from its lips. With a guttural growl, it began to advance towards them, its movements slow and deliberate as it closed in for the kill.

Pierre's grip tightened on Sarah's arm, his own fear mirroring hers as they faced the terrifying prospect of being overrun by the infected horde. With no other choice but to fight for their lives, they braced themselves for the inevitable confrontation, steeling themselves for the battle that lay ahead.

The infected monstrous zombie made cracking and clicking sounds with a deep growl, its movements jerky and unnatural as it lurched closer. Black ooze dripped from its gaping mouth, splattering onto the ground with a sickening plop. Sarah's heart raced with terror as she watched the creature draw nearer, its twisted form shrouded in shadows as it advanced. Instinctively, she tightened her grip on Pierre's arm, her mind racing with fear and desperation as they faced the monstrous abomination before them.

Pierre's hands trembled with fear as he struggled to keep his composure, his heart pounding in his chest as he faced the horrifying creature. With each step it took, the air seemed to grow heavier, suffocating them with its oppressive weight. But even as fear threatened to consume them, Sarah refused to give in to despair. Summoning every ounce of courage she possessed, she stood her ground, her eyes blazing with determination as she prepared to confront the creature head-on.

With a fierce roar, the infected lunged forward, its gnarled claws outstretched as it prepared to strike. But Sarah was ready, her reflexes honed by survival instinct as she dodged its attack with lightning speed. In one swift motion, she drew her weapon, her hands steady as she aimed for the creature's head. With a steady hand and a steady aim, she fired, the sound of gunfire echoing through the hallway as the creature fell to the ground, defeated. Breathing heavily, Sarah turned to Pierre, her eyes filled with relief and gratitude as they shared a silent moment of victory. As the Thantor cat trotted around the corner towards Sarah, Pierre's eyes fluttered open, his vision blurry and disoriented. He struggled to focus as he watched the graceful creature approach, a sense of relief washing over him at the sight of their unexpected ally.

Sarah's voice reached him as if from a distance, her words barely audible as she murmured softly to the Thantor cat. With a gentle touch, she guided Pierre onto the creature's back, its sturdy form providing a welcome reprieve from the pain and exhaustion that threatened to overwhelm him. With Pierre settled securely on its back, the Thantor cat nodded in understanding, its eyes gleaming with intelligence as it prepared to carry its precious cargo to safety. Sarah climbed onto the creature's back behind Pierre, her arms wrapped tightly around him as they set off down the dimly lit corridors of the infected-infested hospital.

As they navigated the winding maze of hallways, Sarah kept a vigilant eye out for any signs of danger, her senses on high alert as they searched for their exit. The Thantor cat moved with effortless grace, its powerful strides carrying them swiftly through the labyrinthine passages as they neared their goal. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they reached the exit, the cool night air washing over them like a welcome embrace as they stepped out into the open. With a sense of relief and gratitude, Sarah and Pierre looked out into the night, their hearts filled with hope as they prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead, united in their determination to survive against all odds.