Four.

"Fuck Fuck Fuck"
I say as my steps sound like thunder with every slam on the pavement.
I hear the moans, those evil moans.
Gotta keep moving, just gotta keep moving.
My left hand is aching from that punch and my chest is feeling heavy.
Even more weight is being put upon my chest and I'm slowing down.
I have to make a stand here. I have to prepare to fight them one by one in order for me to survive.
I look around and see this alley way big enough to fit me and one other person. On the other end is a fence so just in case things cock up i can make a run for it.
I look behind me and see they're going to reach me in no less than five minutes.
I fix my position on my knife and practice stabbing upwards. I let out a breath and start stretching my arm and legs.
"Go for the eyes, Go for the eyes"
i keep saying to myself, dont let them grab you and front kick them if they get too close for comfort.
I finally get a good look on the assailants and see that they all have similar wounds. They're color drained and their eyes pale. My first guest was a cute girl minus the wounds, i would've totally dated her. Her model body is shuffling towards me and black hair flowing in the breeze. She lunges forward and with a swift move i kick her to make some distance and with all my might, i yell out a RARGH and drive my Butterfly knife directly in her eye socket. I hear a crunch and scrunch my face. "FUCK MAN EW!" I yell as i abruptly bring the knife out of her eye. She crumples over and grey shit oozes out of her eye socket. I think of something clever to say you know like all those desperados do in westerns or the smart ass in those zombie flicks.
Nothing I didn't have time for that, my next guest wasn't to far. I look at her and said, "you've got to be fucking me."