THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 26's. Trauma 2's
They opened the gate and I had to go straight out so that the automatic control could close again immediately. From the rearview of the car I saw them hugging the two of them take me off. Hardest time I've ever had in my life, leaving them hopeless.
I tried for hours to find a way out of the middle of the city amid the chaos in front of me. Infected wandered around looking for prey and the road was full of stopped cars. These massive infections are unimaginably developing suddenly and all they can do is directly isolate the rest of Ottawa to keep the infection from spreading.
On the road a stacked car collided in panic, several people running to save themselves. I held the steering wheel with trembling hands. Like an endless nightmare. Since I was carrying the chassis-reinforced SUV vehicle, I was able to hit some barriers to escape. But some people were bitten in front of me. That scene was the most real nightmare I never wanted to experience again.
Five hours later, the journey that should have taken only two hours had not even reached a quarter because I had to turn around, looking for an unblocked road, I got to an intersection where cars were already piled up and I couldn't find any way out. While behind me infected that part of his face was filled with blood had already blocked the road because it was attracted to the commotion I caused. In front of me in the distance was someone who ran frantically away from the lockdown of the infected area.
I have to get out and find another car to get out of this zone like him. Before they locked me in this car and I couldn't move anywhere. I quickly put my foot out the door with my backpack on my back. I followed the road to find a car that wasn't stuck. I think I can find him.
I miscalculated, following the main road was a stupid thing, I should have taken a safe detour and avoided as much as possible infected by stealth.
And I was cornered for running out of stamina, one infected managed to reach me, which I brushed aside with all my might but then infected the second from the other direction managed to bite my hand until it bled.
"Shi*t!" I pulled him with all my might. Cold crept on my back when I realized I had been bitten. Desperately running into a house luckily it was open and I could lock it from the inside.
My hand was bitten, it was a death sentence. I saw blood seeping from the wound, frantically trying to find water and wash it in the house. Mental breakdown, because I know it's useless, even if I am able to amputate it doesn't solve the problem.
Hours later in the darkness I could only cry, feeling useless for disappointing Mom and Dad. For hours crying regretting not solving the problem, the next morning I felt it was fate, better if I die, I die in my own home, maybe I can still meet Father and Mother, maybe I can still meet Father and Mother, so with the remaining power I returned home. Only to find Father and Mother already in a fainting position, their consciousness was gone and if they woke up later, they were no longer themselves.