Chapter VI

The complex inner structures were old buildings, some were starting to crumble from decay, and lack of work on them. A majority of the buildings had blood splattered on them, from all of the Infected that were neutralized before inhabitation. One building was white, and didn't have a single stain on it. It was the White House. The, once green grass, was now brown, with sickness. Every now and then an Infectee would manage to find a way into the complex only to be shot down, before they could contaminate others.

"Sometimes, Tori, I hate this place." Areol said.

"Yea, me too." Tori replied as gunfire erupted signifying that something must of broken into the complex. "Sometimes, I think of this place as a living hell."

Unknown to Tori and Areol, a Swarm of canines were coming up to the make shift walls of the complex. There were all breeds of grotesque dogs. A majority of them had no fur, their muscles and bones showing in the late afternoon light. All of them were leaking saliva from their gapping jaws. Suddenly one howled, signaling the start of an attack. Suddenly all the canines swarmed the walls.