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Rachel - Interactive Story - scene 20
🕑 Added 2024-11-04 18:54:45 +0000 UTCRachel pulls the Glock 17 from behind her back and fires at the charging zombie. The first shot lands in the man's neck, snapping his head sideways, but he keeps coming, his blood-streaked eyes fixed on the old man. Rachel raises her aim and fires again, this time hitting him squarely between the eyes. His body jerks back and collapses onto the grass, arms splayed, staring blankly at the sky.
The old man stumbles, tripping over his feet as he falls. He chokes out a sob, his whole body wracked with grief. "Vincent…" he moans voice breaking, crumpling as he sobs the name.
"Drop the weapon and get on the ground!" Lawson turns her pistol towards Rachel, pointing the barrel at her heart. "Now!"
Rachel holds her hands out, trying to stay calm. "The man from the house was infected—he turned! There was no other way. He would've killed that man."
Lawson's jaw tightens, keeping her pistol leveled directly at Rachel. "I said, drop the weapon and get on the ground. Now." Her voice is low and even, like she's squeezing each one out.
The low rumble of an engine pulls their attention for a split second as Officer Simpson pulls the cruiser up beside Lawson. His window rolls down, and his eyes dart around. A sheen of sweat glistens on his brow. "Get in, Lawson! Whatever that thing was, it's proof the virus is spreading too fast. The only chance we've got is to save ourselves and get our families out of here before things like that get us all."
Lawson doesn't flinch and keeps her aim steady on Rachel. Her eyes narrow as she says, "Maybe you want to abandon your duty, but I'm still a police officer." She raises her voice towards Rachel. "Now drop the pistol and get on the ground. This is your last warning."
