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34His legs began shaking to the extent where they gave out.Jake crumbled to the ground like a house of cards andfelt just as useless. Luckily, he had tilted towards the gun.He stretched and was precisely able to grab it. However,he realized the gun would not help at all. Because themoment his fingers felt the cold metal, they instantlywent wobbly. Every curse word imaginable flew throughhis mind. The situation did not fix his prior issues withhandling guns, it only amplified them. A light startedflickering in the tunnel from where the breathing andclattering had emerged. To Jake’s surprise, nothing wasthere except more tunnel. A relieved sigh escaped hismouth, and his nerves slightly calmed. He supported hisback towards the wall.“I’m going completely mental here. I’m hearingthings,” he thought to himself, feeling ratherfoolish.Just as he thought the danger had passed, he realizedhis mistake. The design of the subway made an easytravel for all sound, making the clatter and breathingof an Infected sound like they came from a dark tunnel,when in fact, it came from seven steps in front Jake.The anorexic silhouette of an Infected stood completelyslumped towards a pillar supporting the ceiling. Itsleft leg was completely bent, causing every step to be astruggle and depleting it of energy. Even Infected couldget tired and need rest sometimes, at least the ones Jakeand Cahira had encountered. But for a beacon such asJake, even the most depleted Infected would be consumedby a vile bloodlust. It seemed to have been on the movefor a long time to make it to its next meal. The bent legwas probably what had kept it from arriving earlier. Butit had managed. Slowly, but sternly it walked towardshim. It walked towards him. It walked towards him. Jakewas frozen solid. His hands had stopped shaking, butin return, everything else had seized functioning. Withevery step it took, Jake felt his heartbeat become moreand more distant. He felt the room swirl around him.His vision became a disorganized mess.“Am I having a f-fucking blackout?” hethought to himself.He was baffled. The natural survivor’s instinct wasnowhere to be found within him. Did his unconsciousnessfind no will to live? No matter how hard he tried focusinghis vison, it still stayed a blurry mess. Approximatelythree steps away. Its deranged body staggered, and itsrotten teeth clattered in hunger. His reduced visionamplified his sense of hearing. How he wished it did not.The sound of the Infected only served as nightmare fuel.One more step. If its leg decided to give out, it would slamstraight into its juicy meal. What little energy Jake had leftwas depleting and his mind was near unconsciousness.So close to being consumed by the vast darkness.“Jake, pull yourself together,” a voiceechoed in his mind.Jake was profoundly confused. Suddenly,his strength seemed to be regained.“Jake, we won’t die here,” it echoedagain.Time seemed to slow down, seemingly causedby the adrenaline reemerging.“Jake, I need you to hold the gun steadily.”No, he could not. He could not. Hecoul-And then it raised itself. It was still wobbly anduncertain, but there was improvement.“Aim for its head Jake, before it’s toolate.”The pistol’s barrel was pointed directly at the limpingInfected’s head. One final step, and death wouldbe unavoidable. He needed to pull the trigger.“Now, pull the trigger Jake.”Jake tried, but something kept holding him back. Itwas his prior fear. It had lingered, making sure itwould cause the havoc it sought.“Pull the trigger Jake!”The fear spread throughout his body, locking his limbs intangible fear. It was only a few centimeters away frommunching him. And if it did not finish its meal it wouldstill turn Jake into one of those sick beings. It enteredits final step. Jake could smell the sickening breathemitting from its mouth. Rotten flesh and teeth.“PULL THE TRIGGER!”With a roar of his own, Jake firmly pulled the trigger.The sound of a bullet being fired echoed in the subwayand lingered for a few seconds. The Infected almostfell dead atop Jake, but he luckily caught the body andthrew it towards the side before any of its DNA couldcome in contact with his blood. It was dead. Dead. Jakedid not care for the rotting carcass that laid besidehim. He had killed it. He stood victorious. A laughterof victory emerged from him. Even a few tears trickleddown his cheeks. What would look like a psychoticbreakdown to any bypassers, was a victorious ruse forJake. He laid there in utter silence for several minutes.His body had largely begun cooperating again. Whichthen made the obvious question pop into Jake’s head.“What just happened?”The natural conclusion to draw was that this had beenhis survival instinct kicking in to the fullest. But that wasnot the correct answer either. There was a voice, whichwas not his own inner voice. Had he began walkingthe path towards insanity? The idea was shook awaybefore it could take roots. Maybe, it had been a form ofauditory hallucination? That he “heard” other voices?“Who are you,” Jake thought to himself.“You can call me Clach.”And for the first time in Jake’s life, he fainted.Jake›s Survival is an unique experience, where you as thereader decide which path Jake will walk. At the end of thisbook, you will be faced with a choice, that will signifcallyalter where the story goes and what type of person Jakewill turn into. Consider also this; not every path willhave all the answers to the mysteries surrounding Jake›speculiar circumstances. Choose wisely, because sometimesthe most obvious choice, might not be the best.Information on where you can purchase the bookcan be found at facebook.com/JakesSurvivalBook
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