I tried to stand up but my leg was covered in rubble. There were corpses all around me, it did not seem as if any of them were alive. I tried to lift the rubble of my leg but I could not lift it. I cried out for help yelling loudly but to no response except the unnerving groan that came from close by. I gazed at the area to get a better look and saw shadowy figures emerging from the smoke and debris.

 "Why were they walking so slow?" it looked as if they were dragging themselves forward with their heads cooked back where I could not see their faces. I felt a chill run down my spine, something wasn't right about them. Were they coming to help or what? As they got closer I could see holes and tears in their shirts and pants, their clothes were barely staying on considering how destroyed they were. The closer they got the more moans I could hear and feared they were the source of them. They inched closer and closer till they reached the pile of bodies around me and suddenly the bodies started twitching.

 They started lifting their heads. Their skin was rotting, their teeth were falling out. They started pulling themselves up, trying and falling as if they didn't have any strength to get up. At this point, I was using all of my strength to pull on the rubble trying to move before the expanding dangered got any closer. The bodies started standing up, sniffing the air, and heading in my direction. Every ounce of me was screaming to run to do anything to get away but I couldn't. Then set in. The realization that I was screwed. There was nothing I could do. My leg was trapped under rubble, probably broken, probably every bone in my leg was broken! I stopped frozen by fear and dread. I watched the monsters walk ever closer lost in thought, "this is it, this is how it ends". Tears started falling down my face. "There is nothing I can fucking do!!!" I screamed. Why, why, why, 

it all ends here.  

There was a noise in the distance. Like a car engine. It was getting close, but the terror was all I could feel. My body got heavy. I fell, my eyes barely staying open to see an object coming closer to me, trampling the monster. My eyes closed as I heard voices.

"Ones still alive" A deep yet affirmative voice.

"Hey, can you stand" A kind and gentle voice.

"He's trapped under rubble, he needs help" An old rough voice.

That was the last I heard before they all stopped. 

The dark emptiness.