Walking towards the edge of the see through glass. He looked down to the sound of chaos everywhere. Even the pack Alvian had been looking at earlier had been destroyed by the zombies, as they continued to multiply by jumping and biting at those who were running for their life.
The inside of the skyscraper was exceptionally crazy as there was still loud sounds of shouts and curses and also cries. He could hear them vaguely through the walls.
Not concerned about this, Alvian breathed in deeply, and he turned back towards the elevator.
In a flash, he ran towards the wall in front of him, he kicked his legs off the ground propelling himself to the wall.
Immediately, he walked up the wall for a second, taking three steps up and in the next moment, he kicked against the wall and propelled his body towards the other wall and immediately kicked his other leg against the wall, thrusting his body further into the air but that's didn't seem enough for him to reach the top of the lift.
"Bang!"
He suddenly twisted his waist and kicked sideways at the wall opposite him, this immediately gave him the boost he needed and he grabbed hold of one the four cornered edges at the hole in the shape of a square.
In one swift motion, he pulled himself onto the top of the elevator. Standing at the shaft of the elavator he observed his surroundings.
He frowned as he saw the next floor was more than five meters away from him. It would be slightly difficult to get there.
He went back down to grab a couple of clothes and wrapped hands with it. Using the ropes secured to the elevator as leverage, he pulled his body upwards with his arm using the rope in the shaft holding the elevator.
Using one hand, he held himself in place and used his other hand to place in the thin part of the iron pen. Then he forced it into the thin line mid-section of the door to open the door to the floor.
It was surprisingly more easier to open as the closed door opened swiftly than the back at the elevator. He immediately pulled himself through the door and into the floor. Recovering his breath after the little m exercise.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, he sidestepped and with a twist of his waist, he kicked the zombie that had just jumped towards him down the shaft through the now opened wall.
But Alvian couldn't tell of the zombie was dead or not. But that wasn't his business anymore.
Pursing his lips, he turned his gaze towards the office in front of him. He could only use one word to describe it. Chaotic!
The floor was in total chaos just like a scene straight out of a best selling zombie movie.
There was blood and body parts. The tables and the chairs had being turned upside down while some had being utterly destroyed. It was still morning, so he could see the entire floor clearly.
In this part of the floor, there were at least 20 zombies on this part of the floor and currently, they were jumping on the surviving people who were running and screaming around in fear.
But there was one particular middle aged woman who was holding a fire axe and with unbelievable strength, she kept hacking at the zombies without fear, waving the Fire Axe around clumsily but effectively, it took her two hits to deal with a zombie.
She was incredibly lucky that the zombies weren't focused on her but were focusing on those who were running around and those who were trembling on with floor with horror on their faces.
In just a few seconds she had hacked the head of a zombie off. Placing her leg on the head, she pulled the Axe off the corpse. Very quickly, she turned towards two zombie who was biting at the neck and flesh of a young man struggling to get them off him on the floor.
Alvian checked the Fire case in this floor and saw that the glass had been broken and the Fire Axe inside had been already taken. Seems to be the one in the lady's hadm
"No! Save me! I don't want to die!" the young man screamed in fear.
This time the middle aged lady swung the Axe with both arms and surprisingly sliced off the head of a zombie in one fell sweep. It seems though her technique had increased a lot.
As she was breathing to recover her breathing, a Zombie suddenly leapt at her from behind.
Surprised, the middle aged lady staggered forwards. In a panic, she waved the axe behind her, slashing the zombie's shoulder, but the axe got stuck and she was unable to retrieve it in time.
Using that opportunity, another newly turned zombie grabbed her by the feet, making her unable to retreat even when she tried to.
"Ahhh!!!"
The middle aged lady screamed and struggled to free her self, swing her fist all over the place but more and more zombies continued to join in and finally, she fell in their midst.
"Please help me!" "Help me please!" "Mommy! Save me!" "I'm begging you!" Several people screamed out their lungs out as they were attacked by the zombies as they were being ferociously bitten by the zombies, tearing pieces of their flesh apart and swallowing them down.
Expressionless, Alvian observed his surroundings and then walked casually past the zombies. Suddenly, he stopped in and with an abrupt kick, he sent another zombie flying backwards.
In a split second, another beautiful zombie with voluptuous figure pounced at him from behind. Alvian immediately sidestep and he was behind the zombies.
Grabbing her head by her hair, he instantly smashed her skull against an iron desk in front of him, disfiguring the face and cracking the skull entirely.
Shifting the position of his leg, he dodged the grab of a zombie that had just awaken and instead stumped his boots in its skull.
"Bang!"
He glanced to the position the middle aged lady had been taken down, there were at least five zombies in that location, tearing apart her flesh and gulping then down.
Alvian frowned. To kill the zombies more effectively, he needed the Axe and it was still stuck in the shoulder's of one of the five zombies feasting on the dying middle aged lady.
From the corners of his eyes, he sighted an iron rod which was supposed to be a stand for a lamp or something.
Kicking back another zombie, he hurriedly picked up the rod and unscrewed the lamp from it.
"Manageable." Alvian's eyes lit up. He pierced the eyes of a zombie while he rapidly retreating, avoiding another zombie hug coming his way.
He was like a storm as he pierced, smashed and bashed the skull of the zombies in his way.
He finally got to the zombie withholding the Fire Axe after killing about nine or so of them.
With 'tshh!' sound, he pierced the skull of the zombie from behind. Using his foot as leverage, he kicked the skull while at the same time withdrawing the stuck iron rod from it's skull.
He bent down, turned the body over and picked up the Axe while stepping on the chest of the man corpse.
The rest of the zombies finally turned their gazes towards him.
Alvian had long since noticed that the floor had strangely gotten quiet. The pleading and scream for help had at some point stopped.
He was the only living being amongst this group of undead. He wouldn't be worried if he was outside. As to him, the zombies were very easy to kill since their attack patterns are just too predictable.
But in here, where the space was severely limited, there was no way he would survive once he was surrounded by the zombies.
Thinking up to here, Alvian abruptly kicked backwards, and without hesitation, he started running towards the stairway exit he had long since sighted when he came out of the elevator.