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pulled the door out of his grip and was on him before he could even think about screaming.
When they went down, struggling together and her teeth tore into his left bicep, he certainly screamed then. It wasn’t the bite of a rape victim using her last defense or even a lunatic under the spell of some mental aberration, it was the bite of a monster. She latched on and then pulled up with her whole body, tearing out a hunk of meat that dribbled blood all down her face.
She tried to swallow it without chewing and nearly choked. At first Xun could do nothing but scream but as she tried to retch up his flesh he pushed her off of him, finding her surprisingly light. Then he was on his feet and racing down the hall with Yaoh right on his heels. She was cheetah fast, but had terrible vision and wasn’t good at abrupt turns. This was the only thing that allowed him to make it to the stairs ahead of her. He ran up four flights and burst out into the lobby of the Siangou Building.
“Call the police!” he wailed, running for the main doors. “Call the police!”
Yaoh came out of the stairs filled with an all-consuming hunger. It was a predatory hunger. Even though there were people all around her, she oriented on the fleeing man. She could smell his fear, it was invigorating. She could smell his blood, it was intoxicating.
She raced after him as he left building, running into the heart of Shanghai, the most heavily populated city in the most heavily populated country in the world. The streets teemed with humanity. The roads were like endless rivers of people. They crowded the heavens, living one on top of another in skyscrapers that reached a hundred stories into the air.
Their smell was overpowering, taking over the last remnant of Yaoh’s mind. She went mad because of it and her hunger was only equaled by the sudden rage that engulfed her. She wanted to kill them all.
People shied away from the tiny woman with the black eyes and the mouth that was runny-red with blood. She looked like a demon and that was appropriate; within a day, she would create hell on earth.
When she tore through the crowd, fighting to get to the wounded maintenance worker, she infected nine people. When the police tugged her off his limp body she infected six more and left spores lingering in the air. She was taken to the fourth busiest police station in the city and within three hours, there were over two hundred people infected in the building. They roared and spat and bit and slowly the Com-cells spread.
The 7AM to 3PM shift raced out of there as soon as they could. Some went home to infect their families. Others went to the market and infected scores more there. Many, with headaches growing behind their eyes, went to one of the fifty bars between the station and their homes. In all, they took fourteen different busses and six different train cars, coming in close contact with over a thousand people. On average, those thousand took two hours and six minutes to become contagious and by eight that night, the city’s police force had responded to over three-thousand Com-cell related attacks.
It might seem like a drop in the bucket in a city with twenty four million people, and yet those attacks would decimate practically the entire police force by eleven that night, leaving the city completely defenseless. China had no second amendment. People were forced to defend themselves with knives and clubs, bricks and sticks, all of which were practically useless.
The numbers of zombies in such an environment swelled exponentially, doubling every hour. At nine, there were six thousand zombies roaming the streets attacking everyone in sight. At ten, that number was twelve thousand; at eleven, that number was twenty five thousand.
The sun rose on a city in flames. Bodies and body parts littered the streets. Zombies, now numbering over a million, surged in teaming packs toward anything that was even vaguely human. Brick and steel would keep them at bay,
When they went down, struggling together and her teeth tore into his left bicep, he certainly screamed then. It wasn’t the bite of a rape victim using her last defense or even a lunatic under the spell of some mental aberration, it was the bite of a monster. She latched on and then pulled up with her whole body, tearing out a hunk of meat that dribbled blood all down her face.
She tried to swallow it without chewing and nearly choked. At first Xun could do nothing but scream but as she tried to retch up his flesh he pushed her off of him, finding her surprisingly light. Then he was on his feet and racing down the hall with Yaoh right on his heels. She was cheetah fast, but had terrible vision and wasn’t good at abrupt turns. This was the only thing that allowed him to make it to the stairs ahead of her. He ran up four flights and burst out into the lobby of the Siangou Building.
“Call the police!” he wailed, running for the main doors. “Call the police!”
Yaoh came out of the stairs filled with an all-consuming hunger. It was a predatory hunger. Even though there were people all around her, she oriented on the fleeing man. She could smell his fear, it was invigorating. She could smell his blood, it was intoxicating.
She raced after him as he left building, running into the heart of Shanghai, the most heavily populated city in the most heavily populated country in the world. The streets teemed with humanity. The roads were like endless rivers of people. They crowded the heavens, living one on top of another in skyscrapers that reached a hundred stories into the air.
Their smell was overpowering, taking over the last remnant of Yaoh’s mind. She went mad because of it and her hunger was only equaled by the sudden rage that engulfed her. She wanted to kill them all.
People shied away from the tiny woman with the black eyes and the mouth that was runny-red with blood. She looked like a demon and that was appropriate; within a day, she would create hell on earth.
When she tore through the crowd, fighting to get to the wounded maintenance worker, she infected nine people. When the police tugged her off his limp body she infected six more and left spores lingering in the air. She was taken to the fourth busiest police station in the city and within three hours, there were over two hundred people infected in the building. They roared and spat and bit and slowly the Com-cells spread.
The 7AM to 3PM shift raced out of there as soon as they could. Some went home to infect their families. Others went to the market and infected scores more there. Many, with headaches growing behind their eyes, went to one of the fifty bars between the station and their homes. In all, they took fourteen different busses and six different train cars, coming in close contact with over a thousand people. On average, those thousand took two hours and six minutes to become contagious and by eight that night, the city’s police force had responded to over three-thousand Com-cell related attacks.
It might seem like a drop in the bucket in a city with twenty four million people, and yet those attacks would decimate practically the entire police force by eleven that night, leaving the city completely defenseless. China had no second amendment. People were forced to defend themselves with knives and clubs, bricks and sticks, all of which were practically useless.
The numbers of zombies in such an environment swelled exponentially, doubling every hour. At nine, there were six thousand zombies roaming the streets attacking everyone in sight. At ten, that number was twelve thousand; at eleven, that number was twenty five thousand.
The sun rose on a city in flames. Bodies and body parts littered the streets. Zombies, now numbering over a million, surged in teaming packs toward anything that was even vaguely human. Brick and steel would keep them at bay,
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