Day One Hundred Sixteen:
They nearly got me while I slept. I woke up to the sound of creeping nightmares snarling and growling and almost right on top of me before I knew what was happening. Fortunately, I was sleeping with my rifle underneath me. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to put in my ear protection and as of right now I am not sure if I will ever be able to hear normal again.
I remember screaming while I shot. Whether this was from grief, terror, or the sheer pain of gunshots reverberating inside a small tube I don't know. But I screamed the entire time as one after the other after the other died in front of me. The only light I had was the flash from my gun at first. Strobe light death. The ones behind tried to crawl over the dead or dying ones in front and before long, the entire tube was blocked with bleeding bodies.
When I was pretty sure I had a little breathing room I turned on my light and put a bullet through the head of one of them trying to force his way through on top. It only took me seconds to gather my supplies but before I left I could tell that the sounds of snarls had switched to the sounds of teeth ripping flesh. Why chase after me when you can make a meal out of your fallen monsters?
On the move, to where I don't know. At least I know which direction to head now since, my only other choice is now a death trap.
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