Apocalypse Beginnings pt3

In a dark alleyway separated from lights-filled streets, a man is crouching over a dumpster. It's seems he is vomiting into it.

" Damn.. I shouldn't have drank so much"

The man's clothes was disheveled, his face pale, probably can't tell ups or downs either. It was clear he might have had to much fun tonight.

* clank * The sound of a metal bucket falling over nearby

" What was that?"

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a figure moving between the shadows but when he turned to look, there was no one.

" Am I seeing things? Shouldn't have drank so much, it's all those guys fault! Celebration my ass, I did all the work and yet here they are, partying and drinking their asses away."

Mired in his own resentment, the man turned around without paying much attention and bumped into another's.

" Oops, sorry...."

He turned around and saw a pale man with drool still hanging from his mouth. 

" Wow buddy, you look even worse than I am. Looks like a little too much to drink too huh? Just like me then- "

Before he could finish, the man was gripped by the hand with the stranger infront of him. His grip was tight, any tighter and it would have broke his arm.

" Ow, hey that hurts, what the hell are you doing? Hands off!"

He pushed the stranger with all his might but he didn't even budge. When he looked up he saw a jaw full of teeth aiming for his neck.

Closer

Closer

And then...

I was taking a look around the various stalls lined up on the streets.

They were selling all sorts of thing " key chains, plushies, festival themed food, lanterns, and many more....."

The festival sure was lively before but now the excitement might be reaching higher. But something is not right....

I look around the streets and in my vision I could see various officer in uniform posted around. They wore tense looks, sweating profusely, hands constantly checking the radio, their eyes keeping a close check on the surroundings. Sure one could write it off as the officer looking out for criminals and keeping the festival undisturbed but this is too much.

They were armed to the teeth, some were wearing riot gear. A group of them was gathering near a truck with a machine gun mounted of top of it. 

I have a bad feeling about this

" We should leave soon, something's not right. Others are slowing leaving too"

Looks like dad agrees with me to, he's been observing them for a while now. Their mobilization is far too suspicious and their anxious face isn't making it any better too. 

" Whatever is happening, we should leave"

Grandpa too, agrees with father and me. And just as he finishes, a horrifying scream can be heard from a nearby alleyway.

" Guaaaaaaaaahhhhhh"

The scream shattered the peaceful air around the street and spooked everyone. The officers nearby reacted immediately. Everyone turned their attention to the source of the sound- it was a man.

He ran out of the nearby alleyway, his bloody hand cover his wounded neck. An officer rushed right to his aid as the man fell into the ground. Two more officer assumed formation in front of him, guns pointed at the alley he emerged from. Their response was lightning fast.

A blood-curdling scream or rather- a roar? Could be heard from the dark alley. Slowly,.. a man in tattered clothes appears from the shadow, his mouth still bloody. It was frightening sight.

" Fire!"

The officers fired at the man but, even as the bullet hits him, he didn't budge. The look of surprise on the officers faces was understandable, even I couldn't believe my eyes! Next, he unleashes a roar, almost as if saying that it is his turn. 

He leaped with such a force that it broke the pavement below him.

The two officers heads was slammed so hard that their heads exploded into bloody gore into the concrete road below. Everyone was shocked and in disbelief. Two adult men was slammed so hard that they turned into mush. 

A second of silence went by, before another scream snap everyone back. This time, it was from the back, a woman was pinned down by similar ghoulish-looking man albeit a bit slimmer. Blood was gushing from her neck like a leak water pipe. She screams for help but only in hopeless despair as everyone was running for their lives as panic ensues.

Screams can be heard from everywhere as the crowd disperses. One can be heard close by...

" Stay back!" my father screams as he shields me behind him.

The medic that was treating the wounded man earlier, now finds his own neck being bitten by the man he was treating.

What the hell is going on!?

My mind went blank.

My father's push brought me back to reality

" We need to get back to the car! Move!"

My father drag me along as my mind fail to process what's going.

We run as fast as our feet can carry us.

The horde behind was relentless and their bestial roar can be heard getting closer.... and closer.