[i]Is this day over yet?[/i] Izzy had asked herself that question many times today as she stood dead on her feet behind her counter, the blaring rampage of some [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTiujUhtwCQ]Rob Zombie[/url] over the store's PA buzzing about her ear pleasantly, at least that was one of the perks of this job was the awesome music she got to hear every work day, but damn she was tired and ready to just collapse in her bed, or stay up till 3 playing Left 4 Dead again. Also another perk, no embarrassing uniforms. The girl could wear whatever she wanted, which at this point was a pair of dark grey skinnies, some black converse hi-tops, and a faded black Motorhead tank-top. She had her cheek resting against the palm of her hand, her elbow on the table as she displayed her most monotonously bored expression she could muster from her rather plump lips, a trait of most Latino chicks. And while her dark colored eyes were supposed to be keeping watch over the store for any customers in need, they were momentarily affixed to the manga she flipped through on her counter, [i]Hellsing: Volume 2.[/i]

While she was busy admiring the endeavors of the badass vampire slayer Alucard, the song switched over the PA to some highly exceptional [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-byq8Ph_wE]Pantera[/url] culminating so well with the story progression and the action Izzy witnessed in the manga, but sure as ever she had work to tend to. Yeah the job was relaxing sometimes, but it was still....a job. "Hey, what's up. How you doing?" She called in a deadpan manner, but tried to show a tiny hint of cheerfulness in her voice, to this really...actually really creepy person who just stumbled into the store. His back was turned to the young Mexican girl and his face was covered by the hood of his sweatshirt, so Izzy couldn't get a good look at him, not to mention he was tall and lanky built, which only added to her rising apprehensions. Nevertheless, a customer. "All band shirts are half off today, and we're running a special on Avenged Sevenfold tees, free CD with any A7X tee." The guy didn't respond, he just lurched about the store, standing there....rather menacingly by the anime shirts. "Uh...can I....can I help you with anything, dude?"

Then she heard something, screaming, coming from outside the store. [i]What the fuck is going on?[/i] Then what was that she heard....from in the store. Groaning...deep and painful, and it was coming from...the hooded guy. "This is.....this is fucked up....." Izzy whispered to herself, a harsh gulp of air inwards as she backed away from the counter, a hand clasping her rumbling heart in her chest. The cloaked figure soon turned around, ever so gradually and fidgeting a little, and the horror was revealed to the girl. "Hay dios mio......" The guy....half his fucking face was gone, the other half a macabre, bleeding skull with his eye hanging grotesquely from the deep socket, and it looked like his neck was ripped open by a pitbull or something, the gory meat dangling from the bloody and puss festering wound, but how the fuck was he still alive. Duh....he was....a fucking zombie!! "Holy shit!!" Izzy screamed once the walking corpse took chase after her, screaming that inhuman wail as it salivated for the taste of mortal flesh. She ran out of the store, not once daring to look back. Only forward. There had to be a place she could hide from this terror unfolding before her eyes, or better yet an exit, but wait!

If there were zombies in the mall, what was there to say there weren't any waiting for her outside? Also...could the same thing have befallen her mom and dad? [i]Oh my god! Oh my fucking god![/i] Now Izzy was in full panic mode, and soon she fell upon more zombies, far more horrific than what pursued her. "Shit! Shit! Shit! HELP!!" Help? Why was she calling for help? She was sure....there was no survivors but her as she looked onto the carnage...people being ripped apart so viciously, their blood and guts strewn everywhere and dyeing the white tile floor of the mall....red...