"Zombie Survival: 'Las Vegas'

Jordan looked at the man, bleeding everywhere after he had patched him up. If the paramedics didn't arrive, he was surely going to die.

"Just a little longer man. I'm sure the paramedics are almost here," Jordan said eye balling the holes in the wall.

"Chris, come over and push these bandages to stop the bleeding," Jordan commanded.

Without question, Chris walked over and began to push the bandages. Jordan knew the man that was in that room next door, and he couldn't of gotten far. As Jordan began to walk out the door, pistol lifted next to him, the paramedics ran in.

Jordan got onto the walkie talkie to the other security guards, "Looking for a male suspect, probably looking for a exit out of here. Eyes peeled."

Vlad hurried past his targets room, and down the stairs. The paramedics were coming up the stairs. Vlad stepped to the side, and let them go by. He entered the lobby, and ran towards the exit.

Jordan was heading down the stairs when he heard the message.

"Think I got our man...running right at me," Brian said into his walkie-talkie.

"Good Brian, careful now, this guys armed," Jordan said to Brian then told the others, "Simon, Chris, Mike, Sam, Ross, Dmitri, Ryan, head to the main entrance. Move."

Jordan hurried down the stairs when he looked up. Simon and Chris were heading down the stairs with him.

"Hurry up!" Jordan shouted to them, before opening the door to the lobby and seeing the man all the way by Brian.

"Hold it right there buddy," Brian said to the man.

Vlad was stopped in the lobby.

"Damn..." He whispered quietly. Vlad looked around, he was surrounded by guards.
"Where's your guns?" Vlad joked. They pulled out all their pistols."Oh." He raised his hands up."Uhhh. I love America?" He added in his Russian accent.

Chris was standing by Jordan pistol raised.

"Call the police," Jordan whispered to Chris.
"But I always gotta do it!"

Jordan's head moved towards the front desk phone. Chris sighed, put away his pistol and moved towards the desk.

"Uhh 911, this is the Golden Phoenix, we have a suspect here who shot a guest, come pick him up, will ya?" Chris asked into the phone.

After a quick conversation, Chris put down the phone and moved to Jordan.

"There on their way."

Jordan nodded.

"Sir, could you please get down on the floor?" Jordan asked the suspect, "Police will be here any minute, don't do anything you'll regret!"

Vlad sat down on the floor. He was smart enough not to try to take on the guards. He pulled out his pistol, and threw it to the security.

Angelica stood to her feet and wobbled a bit. "Well Derek, where the f*ck is Lenny?" she hissed looking around the place. It was chaotic, and the horrible noises she heard before where getting worse. She took a deep breath and rubbed her head, she could feel the large lump above her ear. "Ouch.." she growned as her fingers grazed the mound on her head. "Shit.... I don't know whats happening, but whatever it is. Its not very good." she said to Derek. "We need to find Lenny.... "she muttered.

"Umm.. who is Lenny?" Derek just stood trying to take in the whole situation. His cell started to ring and he answered it after about the third ring, just in the middle of the fourth.

"Hello?"

"You will die tonight."

"What?"

-click-

Derek looked confused but passed it off as someone trying to scare him.

She brushed the platinum blonde strands out of her eyes, and looked in the lobby. She didn't see him. She took out her cellphone and dialed the number. Looking down at her shoes, as the phone rang in her ear she grunted. "God damn it." she hissed slipping the broken green heels off her feet. She looked at Derek, and then looked outside. "Come on Len pick up." she said to herself.

The paramedics placed Lenny onto the stretcher, and started to pull him out of the hotel. Just as they pulled him into the main lobby, Lenny had gotten a long look at Vlad. They left the hotel, and put him into the ambulance. Lenny felt the last string of life starting to pull away.

"How many people need to die at this hotel," One of the Paramedics said looking up at the hotel.
"I don't know, but I know I'm not staying here," The other joked. The ambulance pulled out of the hotel.

All the pain had suddenly stopped. Lenny sat up in his stretcher.

"Sir, you need to lay down!" The paramedic shouted in astonishment. Lenny grabbed his throat, and tore out the Adams apple. The paramedic tried to scream. Lenny pulled the paramedic closer, and bit him in the neck. He pushed the lifeless body to the side, and moved over to the driver.

"What th-," The driver started before Lenny had bitten him. The car swerved into a light pole.

Angelica hung up her cell and smashed it." GOD DAMN IT" she screamed. She looked at Derek. "I really really hate married men." she hissed. "Are you married?" she asked pointing a finger at him, and then pressing it onto his chest.

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Originally posted by She Seduced
Angelica hung up her cell and smashed it." GOD DAMN IT" she screamed. She looked at Derek. "I really really hate married men." she hissed. "Are you married?" she asked pointing a finger at him, and then pressing it onto his chest.

"No.. well not that I know of." Derek chuckled but then straightened his face out and sighed. "Is there a reason you want to know?"

She sighed and looked around. "No... not really." she replied. She looked down at her barefeet. "I need to go get changed." she said to him. "Thanks alot for your help... Derek." she said with a smile, rubbing the star tattoo behind her ear. She looked out at the lobby, and it was still pretty nutty out there.
Then her eyes moved back to the stairs. "SShit... "she hissed. "I come all the way down to meet him, and bonk my head.. and vomit.. and...god damn him." she muttered as she headed for the stairs. She looked back at Derek. "Actually would you mind coming with me.. just in case... I heard some strange noises before.... and...."

Derek smiled and looked at her. "Sure thing." He walked up to where she was and waited for her to start moving. His mind wandered to what was happening to everyone and was just happy that something happened in his favor. He though to himself that today was going to get better after all.

They continued to walk up the stairs. "Lenny got me the Pent House Suite.... bastard." she muttered. "God my head is killing me." she siad again rubbing the side of her head. She clutched her yellow purse in her hands tight, as she heard the strange noise outside the building.
As they came to her floor, she pulled out her key and headed towards the room. "You can come in if you want, theres drink at the mini bar." she told him, as she opened the door.

The injured man had left the hotel and the police had just arrived.

"Is this the guy?" one of the officers said, pointing to Vlad.

"No officer, thats not the man, were just pointing our pistols at him for fun," Jordan said in a serious tone.

"Ha..Your funny," the officer said, before walking to up Jordan, "Watch yourself, your just a low life guard, posing as a officer."

Jordan didn't say anything, he wanted to, but he knew if he did, he'd probably start a fist fight with the man and end up in jail along with Vlad. So he stood there as the officers grabbed Vlad and his pistol off the floor. The security guards put away their pistols and split in different directions.

"Strange night eh?" Chris said to Jordan.

"It's Vegas," Jordan replied, turning around and heading for the lobby desk. A few people stood by the door muttering. Again he questioned himself about the whereabouts of all the guests. Jordan lifted up his arm and checked his watch. 8:57 pm. Jordan laid his head back on the chair.

"What now?" he whispered to himself.