Chapter Twelve

I was walking on a bridge, the sun warming my skin. "Hello?" I called. Nothing. I shrugged and went over to the railing of the bridge. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" someone said behind me.
       I nodded. "The way the sun reflects off the water is just breath taking." I whispered unaware off my words.
          The owner of the voice touched me, his body touched mine, pinning me to the railing and I gasped. His mouth touched my ear. I could feel as cold as he was. As if he was dead. "Go ahead." his voice wasn't in my ear it was in the air.
      I turned around facing something that wasn't mortal, nor immortal, nor zombie. "Who are you?" was all I managed to say without seeming frightened.
         "Don't be ignorant. You know who I am. You may not realize it but I'm everything, even you." his voice was no gone with the wind along with his being.
             I turned back around to look into the beautiful river but it wasn't there anymore. The lake was filled with what looked like blood and a million of faces appeared. "Help us!" they moaned.
         Among those faces was my mom and dad. "Help us!"
      "No! Shutup!" I screamed back.
 "Skylar?" someone shouted from behind me.
       I turned around to face my brother. "Alex!" I cried.
     He reached out his hand. "Help them." he pointed to million of zombies behind me. The zombies enclosed on  me.
        "Help us!" they moaned in my ear.
       "Alex! Help me!" I screamed.
      "Help them! Then you to survive!" Alex said calmly.
  I reached out my hand as the zombies bit into my skin the millions of hands pulling me in and tearing my skin.
        "Help me Alex! Help me!" I screamed I could barely see him now.
      "No help them!" I heard him scream and I was gone in the crowd of zombies.