Tide of Corpses

After kicking away a zombie with my right foot in a perfect arc, I used up my last strength like a deflated ball. I lost my mind for a moment, fell down and sat down at the door of the experimental class two classroom. "Roar!" The zombie fell to the dirty ground, its roar revealing desire and unwillingness. Looking at the blood-stained black and white collared shirt, I felt extremely melancholy. The zombies on the left and right were advancing towards me like a tide. I knew exactly what my fate would be. There was still one bullet in the USP pistol in my hand. Smelling the air mixed with the strong smell of blood and corpses, I slowly moved the pistol with my right hand and pointed it at my temple. I closed my eyes. I could imagine the desperate look on my face. The screams of the zombies were getting closer and closer, and my index finger was on the trigger. "Bang!" ………… This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.