《Day Light'S ( The Vaccine )》Explosion
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He went to his car quickly and got a gun. He was about to get the other things in his car when suddenly the door of the garage were broken and the attackers hand were waving inside trying to catch something from the inside.
The look on their faces was that of a hungry enemy to his prey. They were banging on the door, about to smash the door totally broken. (Slowly movement of background) Upon the attackers has reaches inside the garage the movement of the pin of those grenades were slowly taking off.
Furious Snarling and hissing, screeching moaning sounds of the attackers were all over the garage and before they knew it.
'BOOOM! BOOOM! BOOM!' a very strong explosion was been made.
A successive explosions was heard all over around. Jack seem to get shock but hurriedly think of getting away from the attackers and the grenades that he tied earlier.
And before that successive explosion was made, Jack succesfully made it into getting under that small room. He immediately pull the cover and lock himself inside that room.
The house was burning with fire, all the attackers (living-dead) was burnt and the others has flew out from the garage. All the living-dead inside the house was all killed. Others was still moaning and grunting but can't move their body anymore because they are burnt from fire.
Outside the house was a lots of attackers (living-dead) STILL and there ate many of them. But they can't move and get a step any closer to that hot burning fire. . They are afraid of it. They had to back out from the fire and instead turn away from the house that is in fire.
Unknowingly that Jack was there, locked himself inside the underground room. The hose of the water that he fix earlier helps him a lot inside that small room.
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The water from it saves him from the heat of the fire up there from the outside. He survive the explosions by showering the water all over to his body to prevent him from being burnt from the fire. It was so uncomfortable inside that small room, it's not even fit to stay there longer because it can suffocate him. There was a lot of smoke coming from the outside. Jack tries to calm himself , breathe as much as possible. He wanted to let the fire cool down before he could make his move to finally open the door and go up. He thought that there was still a lot of attackers (living dead) outside so he needs to stay down there for a couple of hours.
Meanwhile, Austin is waiting for his dad to come home. But Jack was not able to do so and he is in danger and Austin didn't know about that. Austin was hungry already. He try to look for food anywhere in the room. He first glance at his watch to check the time. It's already eight in the evening.
He search the three rooms in that floor but no one inside. He can't find anything and he can't find his father. He chooses to go back to the room where he eats together with his father. And he successfully found where their fridge was. He open it and saw a bottled of water. He tried to check the cabinet beside the fridge and saw can goods that his father got earlier. He decided to get a bottled of water instead 'cause he does not have any choice. He drinks his water while waiting for his father to come home.
While Jack was still at the underground. He can still feel the heat of the fire but he can't do anything but to stay inside. While he is inside the underground starting to lose consiouness , he thought about his son. He was thinking what has he been doing in the lab. Upon thinking those thoughts Jack was slowly lossing his energy and suddenly lose consciousness.
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Austin was very hungry and can even hear his stomache growl because it was empty. He didn't eat any because the can goods is not yet cook and he doesn't even know how to prepare because he was always asking for Nani to do it for him. He is already crying looking out for his dad that nowhere to be found. He fell asleep hungry. Can even see tears falling down from his cheeks to his pillow crying out for his father's name.
It's already 5:30 in the morning and Jack has gain back his consciousness. Feel weak but a little better than last night. He glance at his watch to check the time. It's almost six in the morning (fifteen minutes before it to be exact).
And he slowly open the door of the underground with his right palm covering his nose because of the smoke causing him to breath hard. He push the door slowly and gently. Got his gun and walked up the stairs. He tries to be safe by looking and checking his surroundings. The house was still burning with fire but not that strong fire already. The fire was subsiding and he can only see widespread of smoke around.
Jack walk his way out from the house of his friend. He was holding his gun in his left hand. He turn around and look at the house of his friend. He was in tears while looking at it because he never thought he would still survived from those attackers (living-dead).
"I'm sorry about your house my friend but still thank you because it saves me from danger last night." he said to himself like talking to his friend which is not around him.
While looking at the house he suddenly saw his car that was nearly on fire and he immediately run into it but stop when he saw that the things he worked so hard to get was already gone. It has been consumed by fire.
"Oh! Shocks they are already gone!" He exclaimed while feeling sad because he got those the hardest way possible and yet lost in just a second. He can't do anything about it anymore so he just decided to leave it there.
He was about to walk his way and about to turn around when a hand suddenly grabbed his right foot. Screeching moan...
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