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“No, No, No! Not a good idea!” Dr Burke said even as Silas and Caleb armed themselves at the request of Dr Stephan. He had taken a long shower and changed to a new pair of clothes, thanks to Dr burke’s immaculate wardrobe.


“We have to try it out Burke.” Dr Stephan said clapping his hands gleefully. “It’s no big deal. I did it myself a couple of times in the other room.”


“And look what happened to you!” Dr Burke replied apprehensively. “Who in their right mind goes out to catch Zombies?”


Silas stood up and looked at Dr Stephan.


“Dr Burke has been proven right a number of times since I met him. Why don’t we simply vaccinate ourselves first, become immune to zombie bites?”


“Because the antidote is for those that have already turned into zombies!” Dr Stephan said, clapping Silas on the back. “If you get bitten during
our little adventure, I will not hesitate to inject you. But not a minute before then!”


“Na wah o…” Caleb mumbled. “we wan do this thing true true? Catch zombie?”


“What did you say?” Dr Stephan asked. “I didn’t get you.”


“Never mind. It’s pidgin.” Caleb replied. He cocked his shotgun. “Let’s roll.”


“Bad idea, Bad idea,” Dr burke said as he went to the console and opened the door. It slid open with a whoosh and Silas and Caleb ventured out
cautiously. The corridor looked empty but they couldn’t be quite sure as some pockets of darkness remained at the edges. Anything could be
waiting patiently there and they wouldn’t know until it was too late.


“Stay behind me Caleb,” Silas said as he took tentative steps forward. He felt he was more experienced with guns and so decided to take the lead. Caleb followed dutifully behind, keeping an eye out for any form of movement. As they went further out, Dr Burke closed the door shut behind them.


“Seriously old chap, you would have left the door open in case they need to beat a hasty retreat.” Dr Stephan said, shaking his head at Dr Burke.


“Don’t worry; I’ll be watching them from the monitor here. “ Dr Burke said, punching the keypad beside the door. “If there is any need to open it I will do so.”


Dr. Stephan shrugged. Now he was feeling better he didn’t want to impose his authority too much on Dr Burke though he felt the man was being a little strict.


Silas and Caleb continued their search, trying to be as quiet as possible as they made their way down the corridor. On one or two occasions they thought they heard noise but it turned out to be rats. Caleb was beginning to get a little nervous.


“Bro, we have gone far from the room and still no zombies. What if they are setting a trap for us? “


“Zombies do not set traps, Caleb.” Silas said, moving forward. He understood Caleb’s anxiety though. The corridor was about to end and soon
they would reach the main doors to the building.


“Maybe they have all wandered off in search of food or something.” Caleb said, as he approached the main door with Silas in front of him.
“Maybe none of them are around…”


They both paused at the main door and looked at each other.


“Let’s do this.” Silas said and Caleb nodded. Silas turned the lock and opened the door.


And right in front of them was a whole horde of zombies. They were standing outside, swaying slowly from side to side as if to music. They

stopped immediately and all eyes turned to the two men who had interrupted whatever they were doing.


“Shit.” Caleb said.


With a loud roar, the entire horde of zombies rushed after them. Caleb and Silas turned and fled down the corridor with the zombies snapping at their heels. Caleb turned around and saw them falling over each other to get at them, some whole and complete, others falling apart with dangling heads and limbs. One particular black zombie kept reaching out for him, and suddenly Caleb had a moment of recognition.


“Efe! Look Silas, It’s Efe!”


“Yeah, maybe you should stop and say hi!” Silas retorted as he panted down the long dark corridor. He stumbled and almost fell but Caleb caught and steadied him.


“There’s too many of them!” shouted Caleb. “How many zombies were we supposed to catch?!”


Silas was thinking furiously. There seemed to be only one way out of this and it wasn’t pleasant.


“Caleb! Get to the door! Make sure it is open!”


“Ok!” Caleb said and ran ahead. Silas turned on his heels and fired a shot into the belly of the nearest zombie. It fell, and many others tumbled
over it in the melee. Silas stood his ground and fired another shot at a shuffling zombie, turning it to pulp instantly. As it dropped, more zombies fell over it, but there were too many and soon Silas found himself swinging the gun left right and centre in a bid to keep them off him. Zombie Efe made a lunge at him but Silas ducked at the last moment, using his body as a lever and threw the Zombie Efe over his head. It hit the floor hard and moaned loudly. Silas got up in time to see the slide door open and Caleb rushing back.


“Take him in!” Silas shouted just before he was pulled down by the other Zombies. He screamed as they bit into his arm and chest. Pain turned him to an animal and he struck at them viciously, managing to disentangle himself from their grasp. By now Caleb was pulling Zombie Efe inside the Panic room by his legs with the help of Dr Stephan. Silas roared and struck out at the zombies around him and it was not until he bit one of the zombies on the shoulder that he realized he was becoming one of them. He looked at the light, the two humans pulling zombie Efe into the room. His quickly fogging brain reminded him that there was something vastly important about that light, in that room, but he couldn’t remember what it was. He realized the zombies weren’t attacking him so much anymore and he was now in fact like part of the horde, screaming and shuffling towards the light and the door but quickly losing interest at the same time. He suddenly stopped like the other zombies and started to turn around and go back outside to the strange sound that his ears were picking up…but suddenly firm hands grabbed him and pulled him inside the room and the door slid shut.


“Oh my goodness! He’s turned into one of them!” He heard a voice say and he lurched in the direction of the voice, looking for the sweet morsel of flesh it was coming from. His appetite was so great he felt it was the only important thing in the world. He turned around and saw a man in a white suit rush up to him and stick something in his arm. He grabbed the man but someone else pulled the man away from his grasp. His tongue felt bitter and heavy all of a sudden and then the fogginess began to clear. He gasped for breath as he regained full consciousness of himself once again.

“Holy crap, Silas! That was awesome!” Caleb said as the colour slowly returned to Silas’ cheeks.


“Did I turn into a zombie?” Silas asked, bewildered.


“Yes you did mate.” Dr Stephan said. “I injected you with the antidote just like I said, after you got bitten. And it worked!”


Silas groaned and sat on the floor. It was only then he noticed the huge sleeping form of Efe beside him.


“What about him?” He asked.

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2. Stop apologising too much

3. Your use of tenses. You alternate between present and past e.g the krain walks before me but he walked so slowly that I wanted to push him.
It should be 'the krain walks before me but he walks so slowly that I want to push him.
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'the krain walked before me but he walked so slowly that I wanted to push him.

Use only one tense for your entire story for it to flow properly.

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Dr Stephan stayed with them for a week. During that time they got to know each other better. Dr Stephan was an easy going fellow, not at all like Dr Burke who was always uptight and wanted everything done by the book. Dr Stephan was a huge man, almost as big as Efe, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He maintained a cheerful countenance most of the time but on one or two occasions, Silas had caught him in a depressed mood as his condition slowly deteriorated. Dr Stephan had lost his wife and five kids to the virus; they were wandering about outside somewhere probably munching on other humans. It was a depressing thought. In desperation to find a cure and get his family back, Dr Stephan had injected himself with what he hoped was the antidote to the zombie epidemic. It had been a partial success in that he had retained his senses and when bitten by other zombies he hadn’t changed, but sadly it wasn’t a complete success. The zombie virus was slowly taking over, decaying his flesh and making him more ravenous by the day. He controlled the rate of change by injecting himself every two days the intervals between which he had been working vigorously for the cure until some of his ‘test subjects’ had somehow escaped from the room he had kept them. Before he knew it his place had been overrun by the zombies and he had to run for his life.


He had brought some of his equipment in a small rubber bag and had set them up as soon as Dr Burke had allowed him settle in the first room.

Dr burke on the other hand was having issues with authority. Dr Stephan outranked him and had been ordering him about since he came in. It wasn’t really his fault though as Dr burke had raised a glass cubicle around him from doors Silas and Caleb had been made to get from the corridor outside. Although Dr burke was glad to have a scientist of like mind with him engaging him in meaningful discussions, he didn’t like being bossed around. He saw the occasional smirk from Silas and Caleb as they giggled behind his back when Dr Stephan sent him on an errand and he didn’t like it. Stephan had always been a bossy sort but he had a good head albeit sometimes crazy, on his shoulders. Even now the antidote he was working on was a brilliant piece of work and Dr burke felt it held much promise.


“I’m almost there, Burke.” Silas would say, grinning that ghoulish zombie grin at him from behind the glass paneling. “I’ve almost got it!”


“Good, because the sooner you get it the sooner you can come out of this glass cage.” Dr Burke said to him the last time they had discussed.


Caleb spent that week keeping his mind off his dead friends by working out. He would wake up earlier than the others and begin his bench presses. He would run around the small cubicle hundreds of times, engage in sit-ups and pushups and any other exercise activity he could think of. He kept himself fit and strong and even Silas was inspired once in a while to join.
Silas didn’t quite trust Dr. Stephan. He watched him warily from beside the door and made sure he never went anywhere unescorted especially the bathroom. As far as Silas was concerned, Stephan was a disaster waiting to happen and he kept on sleeping with one eye open in case Dr Stephan suddenly went crazy.


One day, they were all awakened early in the morning by a loud shout from Dr Stephan. Arming himself, Silas was the first to reach the control room and saw Dr Stephan jumping up and down and laughing with joy.


“I did it! I did it! I did it!” he kept on repeating as he pranced about in his glass cubicle. He waved his clenched fist in the air as the others surrounded him. “I’ve gotten the antidote!”


“That’s great!” Caleb smiled.


“But how do you know it works?” Dr Burke asked.


Dr Stephan smiled and, taking a sample of the substance with a dropper, he put two drops in his mouth.


“I have made it both oral and injectable.” He said. “Wait for it…I thought I’d wait for you guys to be around before I did this!”


They all watched expectantly. Suddenly a little colour came into Dr Stephan’s dead-like face. Blood gushed out of a cut below his left eye that had previously looked dried up and dead. Dr Stephan buckled over in obvious pain and started to convulse violently. Dr Burke quickly wore gloves and rushed into the glass cage, trying to keep him still. Caleb also rushed in to help. In a moment it was all over. Stephan lay on the floor as if in deep sleep, his colour back, his body and skin restored although covered in a lot of sweat.


“This is amazing.” Caleb said quietly.


Dr burke nodded. “He has always been a bit of a genius.”


Dr Stephan stirred and sat up groggily. He was bleeding from a lot of small cuts here and there, but he was grinning all the same.


“I feel like shit but it was worth it! I feel human again!” He exclaimed.


“Now, now, calm down.” Dr burke said. “You are bleeding all over the place.”


“That’s a good thing! It means my heart is pumping again! I am officially undead, and not just undead undead but really undead!”


“Okay, you are becoming incoherent.”


Dr Stephan got to his feet.


“We need to test it.”


“How?” Dr burke asked, his eyes widening.


Dr Stephan smiled. “Its zombie catching time.”