• This is a small snippet from on of my books.Set in WWII in an abandoned nazi experimental lab.

    I sat there on the floor,in Charlies puddle of blood.
    The dim light that were still working flickered.
    The blood red paint was peeling of the wall,making it hard to differentiate it from the blood.The blood stained table in the corner was lit up.The lights supply of power was from the second floor.
    There was a door behind me and a hall in front of me.A window to my left,barred,and a wall to my right.The door behind me could only be opened by getting the power supply to this floor.
    I could hear them coming down the hall,the experiments,the things,the zombies. I got my M1 Garand rifle ready and aimed down the hall.Peter and John would never get the damn door open on time if they were still alive.
    I caught sight of the first one and shot at his head.It was blown off only for another two to follow it,and after them another two,and after them a never ending horde of undead creatures.
    I unloaded my clip but still they got closer.As I reloaded the door behind me clicked open a little.I still couldn't fit through it though.I could hear Peter and John on the other side now.
    I unloaded another clip at the hoard of them.
    I could hear John scream "STOP!!NO!!!DON'T BITE ME a*****e!!!"
    and then Peter with his LG screaming "******** YOU FREAK SACKS!!!
    In moments I I would be torn to pieces by the things.
    Something metalic hit my foot and I heard Peter saying "Take it!!!I'm Goin to hell!!!"
    I looked down and picked the LG up.As I looked down the sight aiming at the hoard of,of Zombies I saw one right on front of me.Before it could do anything I pulled the trigger,spaying bullets down the hall downing the one in front of me and also the ones following closely behind it.I screamed "THIS IS FOR CHARLIE,AND FOR JOHN,AND SURE AS HELL FOR PETER YOU SONS OF BITCHES!!!
    GO TO ******** HELL!!!"
    I reloaded and began shooting again.
    They were thinning out now.I was on my last clip and I could feel the magazine getting lighter.As the last zombie hit the floor I heard the click of my gun.
    I dropped the gun and once again slid on the floor in Charlies puddle of blood.I was safe for now,but once the ones on the other side got over here I would be in trouble.I was out of ammo,hungry,and slowly going insane.
    I stared at Charlies body.It was looking very appetizing right about now.I stared at his body,slowly taking out my knife.I began to cut into his stomach,seeing all the meat and edible guts.
    I tore a piece off of him with my bear hands and ate it.I had possibly lost all sanity.I heard them things coming down the corridor again.I picked up my gun,out of ammo and aimed down the corridor,blood all over my face,hands,and shirt.As the first one caught sight I pulled the trigger...