Colin's hand jerked away as he realized that he was cupping the small chest of that Emily girl who was with James' sister and her friends.
"Oh God, I'm sorry, wasn't sure whether or not you were infected or... hey, what's with the crying?" Colin asked.
"They got Rachel." Emily quietly sobbed.
"Who got Rachel?" Colin asked.
"The bimbos... is t-that what you called them?" Emily sniveled.
Colin nodded.
"I couldn't help her, I couldn't help, I couldn't-" Emily's hysterical fit was cut off by Colin shushing her.
"Can't be too loud, there's more of them lurking around in the dark." Colin explained.
He couldn't really tell, but he thought he saw Emily's eyes widen with a realization of some kind.
"The hachet..." Emily said to herself.
"The what?" Colin asked.
"Someone threw a hachet into the head of one of the bimbos chasing us." Emily answered.
"Really?! Who?!" Colin asked believing the possibility that a crew member survived.
"Couldn't tell, he ran away from a bunch of bimbos before we could get a good look at him." Emily explained.
"Ohhhhh..." Colin added, asking "Where's the hachet?"
"Still in the bimbo's broken, bloodied head." Emily replied.
"Of course it is..." Colin mumbled before asking "And where would that be?"
"Get a hold my hand, I'll show you." Emily replied.
Colin grabbed on to her arm and began tip-toeing up the stairs with her. Every step was slowly, painfully set down before another was taken. Every step felt like walking on eggshells and broken glass, one wrong move and they could be hurt or pounced on by one of the infected. Slowly but surely, tapping the ground.
Suddenly, there was a sickening wet crunch beneath Colin's feet. He turned on the phone light to see a hachet jammed inside the back of a bimbo's cracked, bloodied head.
"There is it. Hold the phone, I'm gonna try and pull it out..." Colin said as he handed the phone off to Emily.
He grabbed the handle and began to tug on it, gagging at the wet, nasty slosh of the embeded axe. He tugged and pulled but only made the bloody crack wider.
"Man, it's in there deep." Colin grunted as his grip slipped on the blood and nearly made Emily drop the phone. Luckily it only cracked the screen and made the light shut off.
"*urf* Almost got it... I need some light." Colin whispered.
When Emily turned the light back on, they both stiffled a scream. Illuminated by the phone was a nude blonde bimbo with a sun-kissed tan fingering her pussy at the two. Her D cups bounced as she walked towards them.
"Hai Emmy, I found yah babe." she purred.
"Th-They got Rachel." Emily whimpered as her infected strutted towards her.
"Come on Emmie, forget that fat loser and lemme fuck your brains out." bimbo Rachel purred as she licked her soft, kissable lips.
Colin yanked and yanked on the hachet's handle before...