Zombie Story

“Mr. Stockman. I’m glad to see that you were able to escape.” A man said. It was Arnold Jacobs. “Where are Sargent Masterson and his escort?”
“They were both killed during our escape, most unfortunate, I owe them my life. “
Jacobs shook his head, and said, “Masterson was a good man. At least he died heroically.”
I couldn’t tell Jacobs that I had killed Masterson to save my own ass. I did regret having to kill him though, but I wasn’t going to linger on the past.

“What’s the damage report?”
“All three sectors have gone red, and the number of infected are rising rapidly. According to our life support sensors, there are only a handful of survivors left in the other sectors.”
“And what of Dr. Asimov?”
“The sensors were able to pick up his life signs in sector two. However, that area is heavily infested and any attempts of rescue would be futile.”
“What of ‘X’?”
“We were able to capture him using stun grenades and electric bindings. He will be transported out of here along with other test subjects in a cryogenic container, by order of the chairman.”
“Is my transport ready? I have a lot to explain, and I don’t know what to say.”

Jacobs nodded and led me back outside, then escorted me to a jeep parked outside the room. It was total chaos in the hangar, and I was one of the lucky few who would be getting out sooner than everyone else. I entered the jeep, and then I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Jonah,have a good trip, and good luck with the president.”
I stared into his eyes and nodded. With that, the jeep began to move, and I was on my way out of this hell.