"So let me get this straight...That glowing wave of whatever the hell...came from the area your father was working on?" Angelica yelled, fingers trembling, she touched the door handle, feeling the warm stickiness of blood on their skin and nearly vomiting right there. Even in the aftermath, she caught whiffs of the putrid odor, triggering waves of nausea and revulsion.
"Well...it's just a theory...but...i think so" I reluctantly answered, I couldn't get my mind off of how he looked, or the way he just up and died...could it be possible? "L-Listen! I think we're dealing wi-with a genuine disaster here!" Carla stepped up and crossed her arms, still shaking as well but trying not to collapse. Angelica took a breath, looking down at the body of the history teacher while trying not to cry. She took a breath and turned to me "in other words....we have a zombie problem...Higa...you still have those weapons...right?".
I nodded and she had created two groups to gather material. "G-Group one: Liam And Higa will go find our protective suits, and grab weapons..there should be hazmat suits in the janitor's closet," she ordered, pointing at Liam and I with a now somewhat calmed face.
"Why do we have hazma-" I was cut off by Liam "Why do we need hazmat suits?" He asked. "Why do we have hazmat suits?!"
I managed to get my words out. Instead of answering she just looked over at me, menacingly before turning to Carla whose eyes had been glued to the body the whole time. "Group 2: Carla and I will go search for food, water, and medical supplies." She continued. "O-oh..and to answer your question, Liam, the roses are reacting...oddly," she slipped on her words, deciding it was better to show an example outside.
A much smaller zombie passed by a rose, sniffing the air before lunging at the rose and watching it clasp onto its body, it's body contorted in unnatural ways, a grotesque show of pain as it writhed on in the thorns. It clawed at the air, seeking help that would never come, a desperate attempt to escape the clutches of death before the inevitable passing. "If you touch them you'll end up like that" She frowned and touched the window, her hands beginning to shake again.
"Also, turning isn't a p-pleasant f-feeling." Carla pointed out and began to speak. Also l-looking at the dead body just died...i-i think...t-the canines have holes in them. which I assume is what they use to zombify with," she said getting up. "All alright who's ready to skedaddle!" Angelica tried brightened the mood with her goofy attitude, it was forced but the small glimmer of hope was what we needed. "This is gonna get messy," I said looking at the audience as I let out a sigh of absolute anguish. "Who Are You Talking To?" Liam asked in confusion.