Unnatural Selection

*Note: You decide what the "It" is. ;)*

You walk out from the building, the city is abandoned. Not a person in sight. A breeze comes through and rustles your hair. You start walking, your boots hit the pavement and make a comforting sound, click, click, click. You stop walking, you hear a noise behind you. A long, loud, shriek, You know what the sound is. You're familiar with it by now.

You grab the gun out of your jacket, and turn around in a swift motion right as it jumps forward. You let out one steady blow from the gun. Soon, it's dead. And the silence is back, you walk up to where the thing lays, examine it, and shoot it again. Better safe, then sorry. You pull your hair up. It's only noon, and already one encounter, it's going to be a long day.

You sit at the dock, your feet dangle in the water. You're vulnerable, yes. But, oh, how it feels so good to be relaxed. Your mind begins to wander, are you the only 'human' alive still? Or, are you alone? How many of these 'things' are there? You shake your head. Relax... just rela- The sound is back. That long. Loud. Shriek. But this time. It has to be more than just one of them.

12 of them are coming toward you. You know you're not strong enough to take all of them at once, your mind starts racing. They're not smart. You can out wit them. You have 5 bullets, and a knife, if you play your cards right, you could get out of this alive. You get your gun out, close your eyes, pray, and lunge forward.

7 lay dead. You're getting weak. You want to give up, what's the use? You're alone in this God forsaken place, right? You can feel your legs growing numb. You're going to die. But, the little voice in the back of your head tells you to keep fighting, only 5 more. You can win this. A sudden wave of adrenaline pumps through you. It's enough to get you to keep going.

All. 12. Are. Dead. You fall to your knees. Wipe your brow. Your hands are covered with blood. You start to cry. You can't take this life anymore. The fighting, always being on the edge, you've done this for a year now. You can't do it any longer. It's not worth it. You grab your knife, it's over. This life. Right as you're about to plunge the thing into yourself, you hear a honk of a car. People? No. You look up, 3 people hop out of a car, 2 men and a girl. You drop the knife, and run toward them. The girl, she.. must have taken it the wrong way, she must have thought you were infected...

She, fires her gun. You gasp, this is the end. You could feel the impact of the bullet, It hit you right in the middle of your stomach, the girl had terrible aim, but still, she had hit a major organ. You feel your whole body going numb.

This is what you wanted, right? You get to leave this place. You're free. You smile, let out a laugh. And close your eyes. The last thing you heard was a long, loud, shriek, and a gun shot. You're free.