celestialstarynight: I know right! Me too. :(

penguin-pirvate-lover: yeah. Thanks so much. :)

imcrazyandiknowit: cool! I'm a bich too! I wonder where Kristen is, though. I miss her and I know they didn't break up because he liked a video called 'Jack being a Bich' where he's being a bich to Kristen and getting over break ups don't usually involve watching vids of their ex. Must be busy doing stuff I guess. Lol, and that's simple! :) Now I joined the smiley army! :)

layra: thanks. :)

Alright so this is it. Final chapter. I'm really sad to leave it, Night Owls. :( But ever author has to hit that complete button eventually. This chapter was inspired by a BlackBoxTv webisode of a boy running from zombies and trying to reach the exit of the hospital. I hope you'll get what exit is at the end of the chapter. If I didn't watch it and scare myself, this chapter would never have been possible! And this may be the creepiest chapter I have written so far. This chapter is M-rated so be warned.

Private ran as he fast as his legs could carry. His chest hurt from running and blood was stuck to his feathers like glue. But he didn't care. All that mattered was to get the heck out of there. He held on to the flashflight that provided him light so he can see where he was going without having to trip and fall. It would give those blasted zombies a chance to get him.

"Leave me alone!" Private screamed as he saw animal and human zombies catching up to him. He ran down a flight of stairs of the hospital. He knew it was a hospital by the looks of it and how the human zombies had doctors clothes.

"Come...come...come..." The zombies said in a chanting way running up to him. They had blood covering their clothes and faces. They weren't the typical zombies that walk slowly. They were fresh and fast. Their eyes were red and hungry for blood and their chins were dripping from blood. Their skins were a grayish type of color and their hair was frizzed up and messy. Some of the humans's hair was still in ponytails or in a regular hairstyle.

"You know you want to come...come...come...come..with...us... A zombie girl, the leader, chanted. She had her nurse uniform, which was covered with blood, and had black hair in a ponytail. It bounced back and forth as she ran but she didn't care.

"Heck no!" Private yelled back and jumped up the cieling. He held on to the light that was blinking on and off in a creepy like way.

"Where is he?" A zombie bear said as he looked up and saw that he wasn't there with huge dissapointment.

"Find him!" The leader said as the group fled the area. Private jumped down and went through another flight of stairs. He turned off the flashlight and had to rely on the fading lights now. He had to find where exit is. He panted and tripped a couple times before getting back up. Blood covered his arm but he didn't care. All that mattered was to get out of there. He tried to look for windows but couldn't find any. He'll just have to go down and find a door.

The zombies heard Private's footsteps and the leader shouted, "Go!"

They all ran chasing him. They wanted him. To make him their own. They thought it would be simple. But it wasn't. They ran and ran as fast as they could: they panted but it was in a zombie-like way to show that they weren't giving up just yet. At least not today.

"Please! Just leave me alone!" Private yelled. He was tired and wanted to give up. But his heart and mind told him not to. He didn't have any weapons and couldn't find any. Only a flashlight. But even that wouldn't do him any good.

"We can do this all day!" A zombie boy with blonde hair said. He wasn't a doctor or nurse. Just an average 18-year old boy. Only he's a zombie.

"But I can't!" Private whispered to himself. He had been running and hiding for what felt like weeks. He kept telling himself it was a dream but soon got himself not to believe it. He ate a apple he found on the floor. He didn't care if it was rotten. It was food and it was all that mattered.

Private tried going down but it felt like it was endless. He found another hallway after a flight and another flight then a hallway. He wasn't evven sure if he was going to reach the bottom anytime soon. But for now, he'll have to run and hide.

As for the zombies, they didn't have to hide or be scared. They were the predators, after all and it was their job to catch the helpless little prey. They knew they would catch him. But they more they thought about it: they didn't want to turn him to a zombie after all. They decided to do something else. But they still needed to catch him.

Private reached another flight of stairs. He was just about to give up when he saw light: it was leading to a door with a exit sign on top. He didn't care about the zombies: he now found freedom! He ran as fast as he could but felt someone tugging at his leg. Zombies!

The zombies tackled him to the ground before he could reach the exit. Instead of devourin him, the leader held on to him, shook him and kept screaming, "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up now! It's not your time yet!"

Private woke up through the warmth of someone hugging him. It was Kowalski.

"I don't know what I'd do, if I lost you." Kowalski sobbed.

Private felt alittle confused on where he was but hugged Kowalski back. He was home. Where he belonged.

Sorry for it being short. Tried to make it longer. If you don't get what exit and the zombies are, review or PM me. I'll explain. Anyway, thanks guys so much for reviewing and everything! I love you, Night Owls! -Gives virtual group hug- Thank you all for reviewing and supporting this story. It wouldn't be completed without you guys! I love all you Owls like a family and I willl miss you. :( But I will write a sequel soon! It's been amazing through this journey and this story is really important to me. It's been through like 5 stories and will have more of a history then any other of my stories. Thanks for giving me over 100 reviews and lots of hits. I really am grateful to have you guys supporting me and all of you guys are like a family too me. I don't if any other author has said it but I don't think of reviewers as people who like my stories and leave nice comments: I think of them as family. I family I love and will protect when things go down. Thanks for everything, Night Owls and I hope to see you guys again soon. Maybe PM me and we can chat? Again, thanks and this is l-Angel-of-Darkness-l updating this story for the last time. Have a awesome summer!