Without hesitation - help both

The adrenaline coursing through your body saps your ability to think straight. Bella grabs your arm as you take a step forward as worry fills her cool blue eyes that bore into you. "Stop. You can't leave, it's too dangerous." She almost whispers the words with a cold tone behind them.

"Get them home safe Bella, I'll make my own way back." You turn your attention away from your sister and back to the cries of Heather whilst jerking your arm free from her tight grasp.

"Get home safe Michael or I'll kill you!" Bella shouts after you.

You don't reply. You don't look back. Your focus now completely on the view in front of you. The infected woman grappling Heather is slowly but steadily getting closer to it's target. It's jaw snaps open and shut in a rigid movement, which splashes the bloody drool across both of their faces.

You are now in a full sprint over the road. As you get closer you see Charlie a bit further beyond on his back holding back his best friend, or probably more accurately former best friend. Thoughts of letting him succumb to his end fill your head.

Paige wouldn't be with him anymore. It's not you who'd be doing it. He's been a massive pain to everyone the world would be better off...

Then her final words to you replay. "Even if he is a douche sometimes." Followed by her charming giggle. You know deep down that if you didn't save him, Heather wouldn't forgive you...

You're finally upon the first infected, she's so close to taking a bite out off Heather's neck that you don't think and you don't hold back. With the momentum you've got you swoop in, with your arm around the infected woman's neck, and pull her away. The pull is more like a fling as her body bounces in a roll along the road leaving a trail bloody patches. Heather stumbles forward but thankfully doesn't fall over. She bends forwards to spit out blood from her mouth and catch her breath as you break into another sprint.

"No Alex! C'mon man we're bro's!" Charlie calls out to his mindless husk of a friend. The only responds are a deep, animistic growl and long strands of drool that cover Charlie's neck. The whole weight plus the struggle mass above him proves too much and his arms falter. The infected Alex lunges forwards.

"NOOOO!" A girl lets out a blood curdling shriek from behind. And you know exactly who it is.

No! I won't let that happen.

Alex's mouth descend upon the exposed tanned neck. A single tear slides down the douche's face. "I'm sorry bro." He mutters.

Alex's lips pull back over his teeth as his jaw stretches to an inhuman amount.

And then your foot connects with the side of his face. Alex smashes his face into the solid road from the sudden redirection. Charlie takes the opportunity the shove his former friend backwards. Alex sits up with blood pouring from the cracked teeth displayed from his mouth.

I offer Charlie my hand. The moment he grabs it I help pull himself up. The bloodied mess growls again at us and attempts to stand up. It doesn't get the chance as Heather swings a skateboard into the side of it's head. With a loud crack it flops over, the skateboard now snapped in half.

The body lies unmoving.