Air rushed through my lips in slow ragged breaths. I held back a scream, knowing even that wouldn't help me now. Screaming will bring out the neighbors and that would only endanger them too. I couldn't bring myself to do it considering my situation.
I scrambled backward away from the rebel patient that was upon me. It was a boy around my age, with blood matting his mangled clothes and hair. His bloodshot eyes saw unseeing into mine. He was concentrated on his pray. Unfortunately, that was me.
He was crouched at the ready, preparing to pounce. I turned to run but found there was nowhere to run to. I was facing the wall where me and my roommates' beds were crammed into the small space by the window. The window. I struggled forward with fright stiffened legs and heard the crunch of bone before I felt the pain. The diseased victim was balanced on my splintered leg.
I crumpled to the floor, the concealed scream finally escaping my lips. It was loud even in my ears. It wouldn't help me now. No one will come.
Extinction for humans was dawning, was my last thought before unconciousness overtook me.