DDay +3
Outside a school's dormitory, a group of students were frantically running away from the undead. One boy in particular ran in panic, failed to see what was on his path, caught his foot on a corpse and tumbled to the ground.
With a terrified look on his face, he shouted at his friend. "Dean, save me!"
Dean turned to the call and saw that the zombies were quickly closing in, there are at least 3 dozen of them. With eyes full of fear, he hesitated only for a second before and dashing off without looking back.
"Dean come back!! Barry.. anyone please help me!!"
The horrified boy screamed at the top of his lungs.
This desperate voice stopped Barry on his track. His eyes instinctively turned to the direction of his cry for help, only to see no less than 10 zombies pouncing on him on the ground. Gnawed without mercy, as his agonizing wail and the sound of flesh ripped apart fill the air.
