ONE RED NIGHT (Epilogue)

He stood for a while over the bloody mess before rushing over to his dying brother. His eyes glistened in the semi-darkness as tears filled them, he propped his brother's head up in his arms and stared blankly into the sky; dawn will soon approach and he'll have a lot to explain to the police, the school and most unnerving, their parents. Joshua stirred and spoke in a broken and pain-ridden voice,
"I... am... sorry Cal"
"shh..." Caleb whispered,
"you'll be alright" he added even as he knew within him that his brother's chance for survival is bleak, his left carotid artery had been severed completely. If Caleb knew his Biology well, then he'll know that the great loss of blood was due to the damage of one of the big arteries on either side of the neck which transports blood to the brain, it was a surprise that his brother could still speak.
Caleb looked around him again, the scene around him was reminiscent of a horror movie. Then suddenly the familiar shuffle of leaves jarred him out of his reverie. He turned in time to see what was left of their friend, Taiwo as hobbled towards them. His bowels were dangling horribly before him as he walked. Caleb stared in disbelief at the apparition before him. Even from five meters away one could discern the horrible transformation; his eyeballs were a deep and resplendent red similar to that of the creature that infected him, his jaws were hanging in an awkward angle due to the overgrown canines and his movement was like that of a Zombie. It was then that it downed on Caleb.
He immediately turned his gaze towards his brother just to confirm his suspicion, he wasn't surprised by what he saw - they were turning into something else, something more dangerous. Then a thought crossed his mind, "it's either kill or be killed" he had to choose and he chose to live.
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A couple of hours later, the cock announced the approach of dawn for the third and final time and the bush was filled with singing birds. Caleb was alone, his brother with every other walking dead was gone finally and he knew it was time to find his way back to the school, he looked at the gash across his hand with an expression mixed with fear and agony, the wound looked different and strange, then realisation filled his eyes - the hand too will have to go if he didn't want to transform like the others.
"its been a red and horrible night" he muttered as he walked into the welcoming morning.
***THE END***