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He holds his hands up, grinning at me. “Retract the claws, otherwise I may have to change your nickname to kitten. I’m fonder of my cupcake.”
I shake my head at him but can’t help but feel relief that he’s not mad. “What was that about, then?”
He wraps his arm around my shoulders. “Me showing him who’s boss, so if he does think about making a move, he knows I won’t stand for it. And before you claw my eyes out, I know you’d never do anything. Not only do I trust you when it comes to us, but I know you wouldn’t do that to anyone. And you love me.”
I giggle because there’s just something about his charm. “Yes, I do. But be nice. That was awkward.”
“Come on, let’s hope I get to kill him in the end. It will teach him for putting his arms around my cupcake.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
We’re put into a dark room, just a set of glow lights illuminating various parts of the set up. A burnt-out car is in the centre, and all around there are made up walls for cover. There are hallways and crates and other things filling the room to give you chance to sneak up on your opponent. It’s filled to the max with different things. Even the ceiling has stuff dangling from it, along with cobwebs and smoke to mist the room.
Zombie noises immediately blare from the speakers. However, I’ve yet to see any actual zombies. It doesn’t mean they aren’t there.
I find Cole and Willow still standing by the door we just entered, the light from the exit sign shining down on them. They seem ready to bolt, and just before I turn to find somewhere to go and hide, I notice something slow walking towards them, arms out in front of it. I’d have warned them, but Willow’s reaction when she turns to look, is priceless. She screams, shoving Cole towards said zombie, before heading off into the dark.
I laugh. “Did you see her face?” I ask, turning to CJ, but he’s gone, and instead, I find a zombie walking towards me.
I roll my eyes. I shouldn’t be surprised that he ditched me the first chance he got.
My heart beats a little faster as I crouch down a little, shooting my gun in its direction, hoping to make a hit. I keep shooting till I reach a corridor to the right of me. I swipe at the cobwebs as I follow the small lights down the hall towards a crossroad. I glance left first, the glow lights showing there are a few boxes down there, littered rubbish, and a few holes in the wall.
Next, I turn right, but not before checking behind me for zombies. Turning back to the hallway to the right of me, I can make out it’s a dead end, blocked off by bars that a few zombies are trying to get through. On the far-right wall, just before you reach the bars, there’s another corridor, camouflaged in cobwebs.
With my mind split, I take another peek to the left corridor, which is clear, knowing it must be a trap. No way would they make it that easy for us.
Would they?
And I’m right in my guess when I see another player walk out of the darkness at the other end of the hallway. They move down the hall slowly, keeping their back to the wall. I watch as arms come out from the wall, making me jump, and swipe across the big button on the person’s vest.
When the second bloke we spoke to said we would have buttons the zombies would press, I presumed they would have to get close and personal. They don’t. All they have to do is swipe a hand in front of where the big sensor buttons are and our vests vibrate, indicating we’re out.
I’m actually kind of glad, because even though I protested at the beginning that I would have more control, I lied. I’d totally kick out if one got near me. I don’t think there’s a person alive who wouldn’t. It’s human instincts.
I laugh when the screams of a girl reach me, even over the music. I keep laughing as I turn right, running down the corridor I noticed hidden earlier, next to the zombies behind bars. I wave at the zombies, a smile stretching across my face.
“You’re doing an amazing job.”
I hear one of them laugh, but I don’t stick around for a reply as I make my way down the corridor. Cold mist hits me in the face again, startling me.
I keep moving, checking the wall for any hidey holes and glancing behind me. I hear another scream above the sound system playing the zombie noises and giggle to myself.
I’m back in the open, but now on the other side of the room. There are more boxes this side and some crates that are stacked high above my head. I keep moving.
As I turn the corner, a zombie jumps out at me. I point and shoot, screaming my head off, before running back in the other direction, nearly colliding with another zombie. I shoot—thankfully, not missing—before moving forward, stepping around the fallen zombie. I creep around another box, noticing a group of zombies are crowding around the burnt-out car. Willow is standing on the roof, screaming bloody murder.
I roll my eyes whilst laughing. She isn’t even shooting at them. I aim my gun their way, helping her out a little since she is doing this whole day for me. Three light up, indicating they’re out.
I keep shooting when the buzzer of a fallen zombie sounds right behind me. I turn around, finding a zombie on the floor, right by my feet.
What the hell?
I scan the area, not finding the person who saved me. I keep searching, growing frustrated, but movement from above the makeshift walls catches my attention.
CJ is crouched down as he walks across it, shooting at the zombies crowding around Willow, who runs the first chance she gets. I laugh at his antics.
He must feel my eyes on him because he turns towards me and gives me a salute. I giggle, moving forward towards the larger stacked boxes but trip over something hard before I reach them.
