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his neck.  He turned the corner to run up the stairs and looked directly at the three.  It’s left arm grabbed the railing and his right arm supported it’s weight as it crouched for a charge. 
                  The crazed business man looked as if he were in a car wreck with the right side of his face smashed in.  The charging man’s left eye was opened wide with focus and fixed on Eric.  It stood straight up and revealed an open and exposed ripped out chest under the torn button up shirt.  Bare and broken ribs were open to the elements for all to see. 
                  The crazed man dashed wildly up the stairs and Eric stood prepared for the impact.  He lifted his right leg and connected cleanly with the man’s face with his foot.  Red and black blood shot out in a spray under his boot.   
                  Any other man would have done back flips down the steps, but the mad man’s head snapped back violently.  It stumbled down one step and continued forward as if he just miss placed his footing.  During the creatures charge it lowered its head, mostly to regain his balance, and Eric stepped in front of Rod and Drew and connected with a punch, that landed square in the creatures face.   It flew against the railing and turned immediately.  The force and speed of the turn flung blood from the right side of its face splattering over the three of them and he charged wildly back at Eric. 
                  Eric side stepped it again, tripped it to the ground and jumped on top of its back.  He grabbed hold of its hair and smashed its face into the wooden platform.  Again and again he smashed it’s head into the deck.  The crazed man fought to stand up, but was never able to buck Eric off.  He continued to drive the man’s head into the wooden deck until the smashed right side of his face, touched the left side.  It may have stopped fighting before Eric stopped, but he could not control himself.
                  His world had changed.  The only things he held dear to his heart were his parents, and they are alone in Maryland.  “I’ve gotta go.”  He said to Drew and Rodriquez and started to walk away. 
                  By this time David was on his way down to the second level.  He looked at the body lying in a running pool of blood that flowed between the wooden deck boards.  Eric turned his back to him and Dave could see his fingers were red and black with the creature’s blood. 
                  They followed behind him careful not to step in or on any of the blood the man was spewing.  The parking lot was vacant with the exception of a few manic people devouring their victims.  A mob had grown around the crashed car and they were already consuming the crash victim.  Where Eric parked his black Jeep Grand Cherokee was away from the crowd and coincidentally was in the darkest corner of the lot.  They all pilled in the car quickly and tried to close the doors as softly as possible.  Eric turned his phone on speaker and tried to call his father again, but the phone system was not operating.  He hung up and tried again, but with each try network busy continued to appear on the phone. 
                  The roads out of the complex were filled with crashed cars and as the lights to the jeep shinned down the street piles of bloody corpses were always close to the wrecks.  There were a few wrecked cars with no bodies around them, but piles of blood and ripped clothing were close by or hanging from the open doors of the vehicles.  The streets were empty of any humans, but as the light past the balcony of one of the complexes they were filled with commotion as if the entire side was having a party.  The only difference was the fun was replaced with horror and the screaming of playing games was replaced with screams of pain, agony and fear. 
     
     
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