Infection: Chapter 37

Chapter 37: The guard whistled to himself as he wandered around the inner edge of the dome surrounding New Washington. Outside, the zombies were pulling their usual routine of banging on the glass, moaning, blah, blah, blah. The guard's name was Nate, and he didn't understand why he had to patrol like this. Its not like anyone would ever get in. Than, he heard someone call his name. "Nathan..." He turned around but nobody was there. "Who's there?" He spun around, but still nothing. "Fuck it, I'm going back to the guardhouse." "Nathan..." "WHO'S THERE?!" He pulled out his pistol and pivoted a few times. He was losing it...too much time in the dome. Suddenly, something was standing right in front of him. It was so close that he bumped into it. The thing in question was wearing a dark red cloak riddled with holes. "Nathan..." It called. "I need you Nathan..." Claws at least six feet long and a foot thick shot from the sleeves of the cloak. The creature impaled Nathan and lifted him above its head. The last thing Nathan saw was his own blood pouring out of his mouth, nose, and eyes, than nothing....