In a Day/Issue 14

This is issue 14 of In a Day. It is entitled "You have to live".

This issue is Kate-centric.

14, You Have To Live
19:53

We’ve been walking for awhile now, and I have already started to turn a different rotting color like the zombies. I have vomited and I have already felt so sick and exhausted that I feel like dying.

“Look up ahead!” Karen shouted as we reached an abandoned farmhouse.

We walked in and I sit down and leaned against the nearest wall.

“You need to cut it off now.” I said, crying as I imagined the pain that was coming.

“O-Okay.” Karen said with a very shaky voice. I could tell that she was very scared and sad. I most likely wouldn’t make it, but it was worth a try.

“Karen, i-if I die, I want you to survive. Just like Jerry wants, I want the same.” I said as Karen nodded sadly.

“I’ll try, as long as I can.” She replied. She took out the biggest and sharpest knife that we had.

“What about my screaming?” I asked, super scared now.

“It’ll be okay.” She said, but I knew that I would attract zombies and I couldn’t let that happen. Before I could say anything Karen said “1…2…3…” and she cut hard into my arm right above where my bite was. I screamed the loudest I had ever done as she put her hand softly over my mouth, trying not to suffocate me. Soon I blacked out early in the amputation.

20:21

I wake up with extreme pain from my stump. It was breathing heavily and Karen trying to put pressure on it with bandages she found in the farmhouse while I was out.

“I-its h-hurts.” I say, crying hysterically.

“I know, sweety, I know. Just stay with me.” Karen said as she did all I could.

After about twenty minutes of this, the bleeding was under control and my stump was bandaged decently.

“How are you feeling.” Karen asked. My response was vomiting on the floor.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I don’t think I’ll make it. My arm was cut off too late, I’m still going to turn.” I said sadly.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Kate…” Karen just said. She didn’t know what to say.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Pl-Please. Just finish me.” I said as I started to lose my life. Karen wiped a few tears from her eyes and took the knife she cut my arm off with, standing in front of me ready to stab me in the head and put me out of my misery.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Goodbye.” I managed to say, accepting my fate. The last thing I saw was the knife coming straight towards me.

Deaths

 * Kate Taze

Credits

 * Kate Taze
 * Karen Vance