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I found myself fallen right through the god damn feild into fox hole, it is more like i fell into a sea of blood, nothing but blood. I had to get my barrings, the hunger burning in my belly like a raw peice of steel sitting in the fire much too long. I ran a few feet and turned back and fired my gun, "damn it" I screamed as the blood fell from the silver bullet in my shoulder i felt lite headed as I fell to the ground once more.

The Smell of the undead filled the air in a thick cloud, this once rich open land was filled with grain and wheat. Now the ground is soaked in blood, burned out tanks and trucks, screams was as this as the fog of death. Endless amounts of bodies, it look as if this was the last front, behind me the undead eat the flesh of the fallen mortals. Their grunting of human flesh was the only sound that could be heard over the cries of help.

My arm was bleeding badly, so far the undead did not detect my sent. I knew that the undead did not care if they ate mortal flesh or vampire, I was wrong, they seem to grave it like some kind of wonderful drug. How long could I last, bleeding, out of bullets, how long could it take them to find me? I got up and ran, I picked up a policeman's club and cracked each one I ran by in the head.

I see a jeep and it has the keys in it. Its not that far away, I think i can make it. The jeep was clear and the engine started as I drove up the field until I found a road. As drove up the road I heard gun fire and drove to it, maybe somneone can tell me how far they got, maybe they over ran the bridge? My mind was going as fast as the jeep, just my luck, smokes. As i lit up I had the smallest peace of mind I have had since this whole thing happened.

My eyes spotted a escort of four tanks, six buses, ten gunmen on bikes, and once large armor transport. I was no more then half a mile behind when the short wave played a warning message, as they made the turn I heard one more message. When I made the turn the entire convoy was over run, the undead covered the area with a smell so foul. The bridge was untouched, I ran over so many dead bodies my jeep blew a tire. As the screams roared, the air sick, I ran across the bridge. They chased me, slow but they would be across, the grunting, the smell, the moaning, the undead would escape the city.

I ran and almost dropped from lack of blood, but I kept running, than for one moment time stood still, nothing happened, i felt as light as air, i looked behind me and watched this army of the undead explode in a great red fire ball. The shock sent me to the other side of the bridge, I landed on my back and hit my head. When my eyes opened the next day I was in the house of a Vampire Mistress and a red door that was painted black.