My heart pounded at my chest as I sped up the staircase to get to the roof. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," I yelled.
Not much else to say when there are dozens of undead zombies gnashing at your heels really. I burst through the door onto the roof and Javan slammed it behind me.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuck," I repeated, to really underscore how I felt in that moment. "Yeah, I think that about sums it up," Javan admitted.
It took me a few minutes to get my breath back.
As my heart and breathing grew quieter I was able to take in all the sounds of the city around me, the sirens, the screams, the explosions, the guttural roaring of the zombies,
and all the other general auditory accompaniments to the apocalypse. Me and Javan took a few moments to gaze out at the destruction and take it all in.
"Why did they have to be the fast zombies? Why couldn't we get those shuffling bastards. I could deal with them," I asked. Javan only shrugged before we were distracted by a rhythmic booming.
"What the shit is that?" I called out in shock as a metallic monster appeared. "Oh, that's what I was trying to tell you about earlier.
That's the governments solution to the zombies: fifty-foot-tall laser shooting robots," Javan informed me.
"Oh well that's good," I nodded as one of said robots blew up a building with its eye lasers. "They don't seem too selective," I noted.
"Yeah," Javan agreed "I think they lost control of them."
Just then there was a brilliant flash on the horizon. "And that would be?"
"Nuclear explosion," Javan stated.
"Ah of course," I nodded. "Well, that's one way to clear up their mess."
It had been a very long day.