Category: Story

Chapter 5: Escape Artist

We had been found out. Which really meant we had to get a move on, and get this done. I looked at my group, and we stood still as could be. Just knowing the smallest sniffle could alert them, and we would be doomed. Still standing there we heard footsteps come closer, and closer to our closet. Then past and to the room next door. I could hear the Savior ranting down the opposite hallway. I had to breathe a sigh of relief knowing I won’t have to be face to face with him. I guess the idea of fear was reemerging inside of me, I mean as mad as I was, and as much hatred as I had for the man…he was also the holder of a small army. While he was a crazy guy, could I really beat that? Would I want to try? Or would I be better off just escaping and just taking to the hills? I guess we would all be finding that out sooner or later to be honest. Closing my eyes for a moment I said in a whisper

“just give me a minute.”

When I reopened them, I saw P still holding the semi automatic whatever gun, T kneeling down holding the the bleach, while I still had my hand firmly holding the ammonia. Regardless of what was happening this was our only real shot. P looked really nervous, and K seemed as impassive as ever.

“Before we do this. One more backup plan.” I said reaching into my pocket.

I pulled out my lighter. I guess they hadn’t remembered to take it.

“What do you need now?” K said almost seeming annoyed

“He will be put in his own personal pit.” I said smiling

3 sets of eyes seemed to be glued to me after I said it. I knew this was going well beyond what I had originally thought, but I could justify the idea with my original statement of sending him to hell. Most images of hell do involve some sort of fire pit, so I am sure these ideas matched up just fine.

“Roasted.” T said

“Toasted,” K added

“And burnt to a crisp.” I ended it with

“Guys…You watched way to many cartoons as a kid.” P retorted

“We lived ’em.” T responded

I took one more quick glance at the shelves. I had no reason to believe it, but we still lived in the era of smokers. Maybe some lighter fluid would be around here. To my luck (still having some luck during the era of zombies eating our flesh is better then none) I saw the yellow bottle. I quickly shoved it in my pocket.

“I got what I need.” I told them

T nodded and K just had her small smile. P still was looking nervous. I looked at him and tried to smile.”P, I know this isn’t ideal, and I am pretty damn sure this is different than the army. But, we are kinda in guerrilla warfare situation.” I said to him shrugging

” I know. This is just different.” he said while almost clutching the gun.

“We will go down together, though.” T said smacking him on the back

“Or die trying.” K said finally letting a real smile cross her face

“So get ready, P. You will be the one watching our back.”He nodded, and I looked at K

“You stay with P, while T and I get ready. Then we’ll run towards the office. I will peak my head out, and hopefully most of the guards are by the guy I killed.”
”Yeah, I doubt they think we got far.” She responded

I took a deep breath and faced the door turning my head I look at my team. I put on one of the little face masks.

“Everybody put one on, okay?”

T put his on right away and grabbed the mop bucket and inched closer to me

“You ready, B?”


I turned the knob on the door, opening it slowly, and looked out. we were clear. I slowly crept out the door, and then waved for T. We snuck towards our original hallway and placed the bucket in the middle of of the floor, grinning slightly at him (even though he couldn’t see it)

“Ready to be a terrorist?” laughing slightly as I said it”Oh, you know it.” he laughed opening the bleach

I opened the Ammonia and we counted down




We began the pour the 2 liquids in, and I tried to hold my breath; knowing how dangerous this really was to try and do. Please let this go well, and please let me know what I am doing.

I turned my head briefly and saw both K and P. K was watching us, and P had his back to us, watching the hallway and making sure we wouldn’t get ambushed.

My eyes began to tear up and as my bottle finished. Dropping it, I looked over to T who finished as well.

“Good. Lets get the fuck out of here.” I said trying not to cough
We caught up to K and P.

“Well if that is as bad as it looks we gotta go fast.” P said

“Not before getting our shit back.” T added

“Get behind me then.” He said getting ready

We got behind P, letting him take the lead. It honestly felt like we had entered the world of Doom. Long hallways, getting ready to face a demon. It would be very interesting.

Looking quickly behind us, I could see a haze slowly filling up our previous hallway. I am sure this would take the former guards, and future corpses by surprise. I just hope we didn’t breathe any of it in.

I was jolted back to reality when I heard P fire. Looking quickly I saw one of the roid-raged out freaks drop quickly. It wasn’t as loud, and he seemed to be dead before hitting the ground. Lucky for him.

K went up to him and took his firearm away. She checked to see if it was loaded and smiled.

“Got what you need?” P asked

“Oh yeah.” smiling as she said it

“I get dibs on the next one.” T itched for a chance

“Fine by me.” I said

We continued down, and turned. Soon we approached the office of the Savior. We were so close. Outside stood two muscle bound dumpsters just waiting for a chance. I was wondering what we should do when P signaled for T.”You are the fastest.” He said matter of frankly

“Yeah?” He said back

“Run past them and when they turn, we shoot. B, you run to the office after.” He added

“Sounds good to me.”

Our plan had began to form. This seemed like a very workable plan. Then, once we get our stuff back we can get the hell out of Telluride, and work on getting back on the right path.
I saw T begin to run. He tried to be as quiet as he could, but when the guards heads turned; he did the one thing that was pure T. He flipped them off as they turned to chase him. 2 shots were fired, and they slumped with little to no effort on their end. Those two were great shots. T snagged one of the guns off the guards by the time I got to the door. I took a deep breath, knowing how much running we had been doing. Plus, my smoking habit had not been helping me. I reached for the doorknob and turned. Behind the desk, almost seeming shocked was the Savior with a shit eating grin on his face.

“I see you escaped.” He went reaching for something
As he reached K showed up by my side with her gun aimed at him.

“Don’t even try it.” she ordered

His movements stopped quick. I walked over to him as K, P and T all entered after. I pushed his chair out of our way, and they all had their guns focused on him, and him alone. I saw what he was reaching for. It was another semi automatic, which I grabbed and focused on him as well.

“Where is our stuff?” I asked

He pointed at the corner of the room, where our backpacks were piled up and left alone.

“Everything there?” K asked

He nodded. It seemed for a man so sure he was the savior seemed very nervous. I went to his desk and opened the drawers. Seeing some nails and a hammer, I walked over to him. He eyed them as I approached.

“Son, what do you think you are doing?” he had a slight quiver to his voice”As a Savior to humanity I would think you’d know.”

I held a nail to his hand.I saw some sweat start to form on his head.

”The greatest saviors seem to be willing to die. Are you willing?” I asked, not knowing where these words seemed to come from

He didn’t want to answer. His eyes focused on the nail. I grinned at him

“You seemed so willing to let others die, though. So that doesn’t seem like a thing a savior would do to his people.” I walked behind him
”The needs of the many outnumber the few.” he retorted

“How many died for your pits? How many victims of nothing but your insanity?” P asked

“We haven’t kept records but a good 35 percent of this town has been saved BY ME!” He yelled

“How many died because of you!? Its only been a few days!” K screamed back at him.

I hushed them all while grabbing his shoulders. He seemed afraid to move.

“Well, Savior you have been found guilty, and time to meet your maker.” I blurted

P and T both grabbed his arms, holding him down while I pulled out the lighter fluid.

“This seems to be how your victims felt, right?” I asked

“The pit is a ceremony to preserve the good!” He yelled
I opened it, and started to pour it on him.

“You know, this will only make me a legend. People will sing songs about their great savior, and how we fell victim to the demons and their whore!” he continued to rant

I pulled out my lighter and was read to flick it. My hand began to shake.

“Afraid to do the job? Just like the typical yellow bellied scum!” he laughed and jerked

My eyes had become glued to the lighter, knowing exactly what I wanted to do. Send the man to hell, and hope the flames send him to his path.
I looked over to K. She went to her bag, and pulled out her handgun from before and checked to make sure it was loaded.

“The demon whore should know. You will all meet your maker, and he will let you all see my path was right, and I will be left forever in his arms!” He looked up towards the heavens

K began to walk towards him, handgun in her hand. The Saviors eyes soon met hers.

“Tell the devil his whore says Hi.” she said

His eyes widened and she fired. He slumped to the ground quickly. T, P and I’s mouth all dropped.

“Wow.” was all I could stutter out.

K turned her back towards his body and looked at me.

“I knew you were to good to kill him.” she smiled at me I had to smile back.

“I guess so.” i responded

“Lets get our shit, and get out of here” P interrupted

We ran towards the corner to grab our bags, and quickly looked through them. Our ammo was still there, the cigarettes, the handguns, our food, our shotguns had gone MIA, though. But, what we stole from the guards seemed to balance it out. I checked out his desk quickly to see if he had any ammo for them. We found some and took it for our own. Taking one last look at the “Savior”, as I saw his blood painting the wall. We slowly opened up his office door, so we could make our way to the front. Looking around, I could tell our gas had done the trick. No need to worry about the rest of the guards for now.
I couldn’t help but think just a few days ago I was at home watching a George Romero movie laughing. Now, I was worried about the dead and the living. I wonder what else was going to stand in our way.

Peaceful Grass

New short just to keep your appetites going while we finish up 🙂

Peaceful Grass.

She was lying on the grass. She had been there for several hours that she knew of but none of that seemed to matter. All that did was the pure and unadulterated fear that was pounding throughout her body. She barely knew what she had been through but all that mattered was it was over.
It had been a typical day. Went to college, went to the store downtown and came home. When she arrived home everything seemed to be normal.

“Mom I’m home” she yelled

“Oh S my dear”

“Mom what’s wrong?”

“Its your father.”

“What’s wrong with daddy?

“He was in town and someone bit him on the arm. He has been lying in bed ever since. I have called the doctor and he is on his way over.”

Who would bite middle aged man? That was defiantly not normal behavior by any sense of the word. S knew that many diseases would spread by a human biting one another.

“Dad must be crazy to react like that. He acts the same way when he has a cold,” she told her mom

“I don’t know dear. His eyes look bad”

His eye? She decided to go upstairs and see her father. As she climbed that stairs the idea popped into her head of all those bad corny horror movies she watched as a teenager. She laughed off the possibilities of Jason attacking from around the corner and walked into his bedroom.


“Oh S hi how was class” he responded breathily

This was not the father she had known her entire 23 years of life. He was always a superman to her and now he was lying in the bed. She could see soars developing all over his arms and face. Each breath seemed to be a massive struggle. Then he looked at her with a sad grin on his face and she saw the eyes her mom was speaking of. His eyes had begun to glass over.

“Daddy” she yelled to no response

She ran down the stairs to tell her mother and her mother wept into her body. All S could do was hold her and tell her everything would be okay and that he was in a better place. A place with his father and mother and brothers. She picked up the phone to call the doctors office.

“Doctor Brown. This is S my mother called earlier about my father who was bit.”

“Oh yes” he said grimily

“What do you mean oh yes?” S said suspiciously

“I am guessing you called to tell me he has passed”

“How did you know?”

“It’s happening all over the city. Just watch the news” he responded


“I will restate watch the news. We will send people to collect his body shortly”
That was odd she thought as he hung up the phone. Her mom had gone upstairs to say her last goodbye to the husband she adored. S has sat on a chair and turned on the news. She wondered what the doctor had been speaking of.

“Today there has been a rush of people being bit. As first most authorities had thought it was nothing until it seemed the corpses had begun to reanimate. The Government is implores us to stay away from any bodies we may see and stay indoors. More will be told as we learn.”

S turned to run up the stairs when she had already heard her mother scream a scream that would have been envied by any metal band in the world. She rushed up the stairs to see the father she had though of as superman feast upon her mother. Slow twitches from her mom’s corpse seemed to be all the news she needed to know she was beyond help. His head suddenly shot up at the sight of what was once his daughter.

“Oh shit” was all that could come out of her mouth

She ran but her father was quickly behind her. She ran into the den of her house and slammed the door behind her and locked it.

“What’s happening here?” she kept asking herself

She was snapped quickly back into reality as she heard a screeching behind the door and clawing at the wood door. She backed up and heard the TV issuing a new statement

“Please stay away from any corpse or any person who may have come into contact with one. This disease is highly contagious and one bite could turn you. If needed a gunshot to the head can kill these creatures. The government will be doing a official statement tonight”

A gunshot? This will be extremely difficult that was her mom and dad. Then devils advocate came into her head. It was her or them, they are no longer her parents. They are creatures threating her life. She went to the gun cabinet and remembered what her father had taught her. She walked towards the door and opened it quickly and when what was formally her father charged she shot one bullet right threw the center of his forehead as dropped to the ground.

“I am sorry dad.” She said between sobs

She walked up the stairs and saw the twitching body of her mother. She wiped her eyes as she saw the blood stained sheets. This is the most horrid experience of any person’s life. Killing her parents was an unthinkable act.

“They are no longer my parents.” She yelled as she looked at the sorry state of her mom

“I am so sorry mom.” She yelled

The blast in her mothers head was right on the mark and the twitching had stopped. She left the house and fell onto the grass several feet away and began to weep. How could this have happen? She may never know that answer.

Best friend.

New short brought to you buy Tiffy once again 🙂

I walked down the road of this unknown territory.
I was somewhere in the middle of the fucking desert. But, Where? No clue.
There were no maps to follow, GPS to read, or even people to give directions.
The world was barren, and like myself….quite alone.

I wasn’t always alone, Even after this…catastrophe happened i still had my best friend.
Sure, we were often Hungry, cold, and tired. We would travel for days until we found food or shelter.
We would rarely find other humans, and when we did…they weren’t they type of people you want to run in to.
We called them Snakes. At first, they approach you with a friendly smile, and greet you. Offer to trade, to where…they would always get the better of the deal. It was like…trading your only gun for a fucking pencil. But…we would politely decline, wish them a good day and be on our way. Until they surrounded us, and pointed any sort of weapon that they had at us, demanding that we now GIVE them what they wanted. Which was everything we had, except for the clothes on our back.
So, we usually traveled where we thought they wouldn’t be.
Thought, being the key word.

I came upon a small cottage and knocked on the door to see if anyone was home. Even if this was an apocalypse; my mother did teach me respect. I wasn’t about to just barge into someone’s house. I wasn’t a snake.
There was no response, so i opened the door. I Pulled a small knife out of my pocket and searched for a light source.
In the kitchen, i came upon a small oil lantern. There wasn’t much fuel in it, but i thought it might at least keep a room lit through the night. Next to the lantern was a box of those long matches. only 4 lay inside. I would take them with me, of course.

T, my best friend, and i never had much luck when it came to starting fires. We would get a small spark, or some smoke and it would fade away. Once, we did start a small fire. Just as we were about to place it upon the wood pile, a gust of wind picked up…blowing it out, and the pile of sticks far away from us. We huddled up together and slept under a pile of leaves that night. We Still froze our asses off.

I walked around the house and found a small room with a bed, and an easy chair inside. I set my backpack down on the bed, and the lantern and matches on a small table next to the bed. I walked back into the kitchen and began to open cabinets, the fridge, drawers. Anywhere where they could have stored food. I Began to lose hope. Again, i would go to sleep hungry. Though, this wasn’t anything new. I Hadn’t eaten in days. Maybe weeks? I’m not sure. I’ve lost track of time.

I remember the last time that i had food. T and I had come across a gas station in the middle of nowhere. one of those places, where even in the apocalypse looked sketchy.
But, we ventured inside anyways. The shelves were bare. the back was bare.
Just as i was about to say that we should get out of there, T screamed with Glee.
I walked over to her and she pulled out a small pack of crackers a lighter with a little fluid in it, a pack of smokes with a few cigs left inside, and one of those ramen noodles soup cups. Beef.
We decided to hold on to the food until we found a safer place to hide out. A place where we could try and make fire. With a lighter, we were hoping it would be much easier than before.
While the food was going to be Marvelous, and would probably taste like food of the gods to us….I was more excited for the cigarettes.

Before the Apocalypse i was a big chain smoker, which i believe was partially due to the addiction of the nicotine, and partially because i was stressed more than the average person. T always told me to Keep calm, and to slow down. To not take on so much. Not to work so hard. I told her that would happen when i retired. I wanted to make something of myself, and i wanted it NOW. I was willing to work 10 times as much as anyone else just to get ahead. Which caused me to stress more, lose more sleep, and of course smoke a lot.
After walking for a few miles, we came upon what looked to be a small general store. The windows were busted out, and the door was broken. But, it was better than the gas station was. We could probably find something inside to board up the windows and the door with, or find another room inside with a working door. She pulled out a small pocket knife and walked inside, i followed behind.
She opened the door of a small office and we walked inside. Papers, wood…clutter everywhere. But, it was a shelter and it would do.

We both sat down on the floor after cleaning a bit of the mess up, and smiled at each other.
While it may be the end of the world, we still had each other. That was worth the entire world to me, and i believe she felt the same. I took off my backpack, reached in and grabbed the items that we had found earlier, as well as a half filled water bottle. She grabbed the bottle, and the ramen and poured some of the water inside.

“it’ll be a bit before it soaks up. Not like taking it straight out of the microwave.” She said.

“I figured. but we-” I was soon interrupted by the loud grumbling noise of her stomach.

“Heh. Sorry.” she said, slightly embarrassed at the loud noise that came from her tiny body.

“It’s fine, love. My tummy does the same thing. you’re hungry. It’s natural.” i smiled.

“we don’t have a fork or anything to eat this with.” She frowned.

“Table manners aren’t the most important thing right now,” i laughed, “Just drink from it. Noodles and all”

She Set the ramen down on the floor, got up and began picking up some of the clutter. I knew she was a bit iffy about sharing food that way. She always was. Always would be.

“I’ll make a deal with you.” i said.

She looked over at me, but said nothing.

“I’ll trade you the entire noodle cup, if you give me those smokes” i offered.

She raised a brow and looked at me, “you’re the only one that smokes…what am u supposed-”

I cut her off, “You hate that i smoked. I’m pretty sure you prefer the apocalypse because cigarettes are so rare to come by, and therefore…i don’t smoke” I smirked.

She stuck her tongue out at me.

I continued, “So, i will trade you the cup of noodles in return for you….allowing me to smoke.”

She laughed, “allow? you can do-”

I think it was at that point that she caught on. I was always the type of person to…Spoil her, i guess you would call it. Of course i would give her the majority of the food when she was obviously quite hungry. I Didn’t care if it was a survival situation. If i could do something to help her, i would. I always would.

“But, R…” She sighed.

“you know me. You know i won’t let up on this.” i smiled at her, “I’m a defiant little shit.”

“Fine,” she said. “but, you’re eating the crackers.”

I nodded my head, agreeing with her. I reached over and grabbed the crackers. I Snagged two out of the pack, and put the rest in the bag while T was looking away. I would save them for later. We may need them.

After she was content with her “cleaning”, she sat down to her noodles and ate. I reached into the bag and grabbed out of the cigarettes, lighting it.

I continued looking through the kitchen for something to eat. Finally, i opened a cabinet, and there stood a box of cereal. I smiled, and grabbed it down from the shelf. It felt about half full. Holding the box, i went back into the room, closed the door and sat down. I reached into the bag to make room for the box, and felt something on the bottom. I grabbed it out. A lighter, and the Box of smokes.. I sighed, and set them on my lap, putting the bag back onto the bed. I opened the box to see a cigarette inside, and a napkin which had writing on it. I brought the Cigarette to my lips, and lit it. Inhaling deeply. I grabbed the napkin, and opened it. It simply read: You’re my Best friend. I Love you. Happy bir-
The ink from whatever pen she was using seemed to have ran out at that point. I Smiled. My birthday was a few days ago. I can’t believe she…No. I can believe she would remember something as simple as that. We only have simple things to celebrate now. Well….Had.

I Miss her. She was the greatest person i’ve ever known. A person i was Proud to call my best friend.
She was a person that i was more myself around than anyone else. She was someone who made my Darkest days bright. She made me feel like i was a kid again, going to disneyland for the first time and seeing the castle. She was, and is my disneyland.

I know that all sounds Highly cliche’. but, i’ve never been able to Express my feelings that way. Even my thoughts are a giant Jumble of words. If i ever wanted to Express more Complex feelings about something. i would have to Show it. I would have to Love Out Loud.

Tonight, i pray that the Snakes, or the zombies bust in here and finally take me home. I’ll be with her, and with my family once again.

“You’re my best friend. I Love you, too, T. Always.” I Whispered.

(Sept. 15th is the first official Love Out Loud day, created by Piperlyne Tomczyk.
Today, Show your love to your friends, family, animals, the earth, strangers, and so on.
“When people move, act, speak or give love their world is changed, THE world is changed” – Piperlyne )

(September, For LOL day, i decided to write this little entry for B4TD which i dedicate to my best friend. Being that i can’t hop into my nonexistent car, with my nonexistent License and travel to where she is to be with her today, i wrote this. I hope she knows how much i love, and appreciate her friendship. She has gotten me through some of the worst times in life, and has often been a part of the best times. Tay, I love you So freaking much that it cannot be put into words. I Would have to create a new word just to express it. heart

My counterparts stared at me like I was completely insane. I had never really been one to go out and look for a fight. But, this “savior” asshole had really made my blood boil, and I wanted to get even.

I already had one mans blood on my hands, and as much as I hated to admit it: I don’t mind the idea of getting his on me either. I looked over to K whose eyebrow was still arched, and her mouth was slightly gaped like she didn’t know exactly what to say. P’s eyes looked to the ground and T’s eyes still had been glued onto me.

“What?” I asked, still fuming

“You want to send him to hell?” K blurted

“No, I will send him to hell. I just want to know if you all have my back.” I rebutted

T to my surprise was the first to walk up to me. His hand extended.

“I am so down for this.” he laughed a little.

I grinned and looked at P who just nodded. I then looked at K again who’s eyebrow had finally settled to its normal place on her head. She was looking at me with curiosity.

“You idiots would all die if I wasn’t here.” she finally spoke

“Yeah, you are most likely right.” I told her.

To me, it meant the union was still in place, and I began to walk the opposite way back down the hallway. They followed behind me as I peered back around the corner.

“Now, I am pretty sure he is still here somewhere.” I said aloud to them

“Well his office was in this building.” K added

I pressed my back against the walls as we walked down them. I had no idea what that was supposed to really do, but I had always seen secret agents, and military men do that in the movies. So, I figured it had to be helpful in some way or another. We are so completely out of our elements…just last week my biggest concern was how to afford my electric bill. Now I am planning to kill a man. Premeditated murder was illegal a few days ago. I wonder what the situation will call for if we survived?

I heard a few voices coming towards us. We paused like video game characters. I grabbed the nearest doorknob and quickly jiggled it, hoping it would open. For the first time in several days someone up there liked me, and the door opened. I signaled for everyone and they all rushed in, as did I. Looking around quickly at the room, i can see it used to belong to a pencil pusher. It had the desk pressed against the wall and was now torn apart. Cracked frames on the walls show what used to be a happy family. I had a half smile on my face looking and thinking of happier times. Snapping back from my thoughts, I closed the door as quietly as possible and pressed my ear up, hoping to hear a conversation.

“Almost time for the pit?” One person said

“Yeah, almost. “ someone responded.

I wanted to grab the gun from K and just shoot them both. But, I knew we couldn’t afford the noise. We needed to be careful. We are stepping on a lot of boundaries here, and to be honest I wasn’t too sure how to go about doing this to begin with. I held my breath for a few moments until I couldn’t hear the footsteps any longer.

“We have got to be more careful.” P whispered

“Glad to be a member of the family now?” T said draping his arm around P’s shoulder

“Heh, you know I am.” P laughed lightly

Both K and I joined in. It was nice to let the sense of normalcy happen. As normal as hiding in an office covered in the blood of man I murdered with my “family”, and one of them holding an semi automatic that…I will be honest; I still had no idea how to use. Yep, the new normal seemed pretty crappy. So its time to enjoy the little things. I walked over to the wall and stretched up and yanked a smoke detector off the wall. Taking out the batteries and putting them in my pocket.

I sat down on the wall and lit up a cigarette. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.

“You guys know this isn’t a good idea, right?” I asked

“It was your idea.” K smirked sitting next to me

P and T both walked over.

“So who cares if its a good idea or not?” T added

He reached in and “borrowed” a cigarette

“We might as well fight then run away. We have been doing way too much of that.” he continued taking a deep drag.

“Besides this guy is a monster, B.” P snuck a drag of of T’s cig

“Just so you guys know…you can go. I am sure I could meet up with you.” I told them with complete honestly

“Yeaaaah, not gonna happen.” K stole my cigarette taking a drag

“We are in this together.” she added

I liked that idea more then I would care to admit. How could I have doubted that they would have my back? I stood up and extended my hand to K who took it. I put out my cigarette on the floor, and faced them.

“So whats the plan?” I asked

“Go at them like we are playing Call of Duty, and leave no one standing.” T said

“That sounds great. But, we only have one gun.” I laughed

“I am sure she is a better shot then you, wall murderer.” P smiled

Then it was decided exactly what we would have to do. Stay watching each others backs. Find some weapons fast, attack, and get the fuck out of dodge. Some plans really needed to be properly thought out. But, we had been running on empty for so long that this was the best we could come up with.

Slowly opening the door and didn’t see anything, so I signaled to everybody to follow me. Slowly, K took the lead, seeing as she was the only one of us armed. We had decided to try to see if any of the other rooms had weapons in them. As K stood watch we opened the doors one by one to see if we could get our mitts on anything helpful.

Finally we found a collection of the most ineffective weapons from what I could only call a janitor closet. Including a mop. But, this isn’t an 80’s adventure game, so I know it won’t really help. Not even if it was gold.

With K still taking watch for us I started to sift a little harder. I had never been much of a person to pay attention when I took my science classes, but I always did have a very destructive edge to me. Then I saw exactly what I wanted. I saw Clorox Bleach!

Many years ago when I was a reckless teen my friends and I had experimented with “bombs”. The basic stuff I still believe most teens do when they have way to much free time, access to a local hardware store, and a wooded area. Now we had done pipe bombs, and even tons of degrees of smoke bombs. Now one we had been afraid to try due to the warnings of death stayed in our head. It contained things we would all find under our sink. One of them being bleach.

Now I was like a man possessed! I started to look over everything with the bottle of bleach firmly in my hands. I felt a tap on my shoulder.

“B what are you doing?” It was T

“I am looking for Ammonia.” I said

T gave me a puzzled look as it seemed like his train of thought was still boarding the station. Suddenly a glint of memory popped in his head. He moved into the closet as well.

“I gotcha” he said and looked through the other shelves.

With K’s back to us, watching to insure we don’t die anytime, her voice popped up.

“Mind clueing me in?” She asked

I smiled at her even though she couldn’t see it.

“K, remember how I told you a long time ago I could make a bomb of sorts with the stuff under your sink?

“Yeah, I remember” she said

“Well this one is a doozy…and deadly.”

P had a look that let him say without words that I was insane. I am okay with him thinking that at the time. I could have just saved our weaponless selves.

“Come on, K you are smarter then we are.” T said still digging

“Found some face masks.” I told to T

“That might help if we held our breath.” He said

“Maybe.” I added

I looked up for a moment from the ground, and P looked pretty worried as he looked over to K. She turned her head and looked as two of her boys slowly and as quietly as possible rummaged through cleaning equipment.

“Seriously guys.” she said

“Well, we are going to be mixing two chemicals together. The gas they give off can kill pretty fucking quick.” I said

“Depending on how much you use.” T added

“And we will use it all.” I said smiling

K’s eyes kept darting between the two of us. I guess the idea of mass murder could be an ideal that takes a while to get used to. To think I used to be the most heavily moraled.

K handed the gun off to P and took steps towards us and rested her hands on each of our shoulders. We both slowly met her eyes.

“Do you two have any idea what you are doing?” she asked calmly.

I look over to T and he looked back at me. We had shared similar adventures in our previous life without knowing each other (we grew up on opposite sides of the country), and it was a common bond between the two of us. We had “the spark” that could easily be turned on that neither of us could properly control until we got older.

K continued to look at us waiting for us to give her some confirmation that our idea stood a chance of working. All I could do was look back at her and smile.

“Well, we know what to do if that helps.” I told her

“Explain now” she wanted her answers

“Well, I never did it before. I know T hasn’t either.” I told her

“Well then why try it now!?” P asked from outside

“Because we have no other ideas.” I tried to sound calm

I really did. I didn’t want them to know I had no idea how much to add. I was just going by idea of the method. Every time I wanted to try this way back in the day, the same imaginary conclusion happened. Me dying, and personally I was not and I am still not a fan of that idea.

“Besides if we gotta die, lets take those fucks with us.” T said with his trademark grin

“Agreed.” I said

K’s arms still placed firmly on our shoulders. T’s other hand rose and pointed high on the top shelf. I turned my head and saw he saw a green bottle labeled “Ammonia”. I turned, and while I had to go on my tippy toes to reach, I was able to get it. It was a big bottle that matched that of our bleach.

“This is going to cause some serious damage.” I said almost giddy

“Man, we are going to need to run fucking fast.” T added

“Guys…” P said almost in whisper

“What?” K asked

He backed back into the closet and closed the door. It was a cramped fit. Slowly, I turned out the light.

“I think they noticed we’re gone.” He added

We heard what sounded like a stampede running down the hallways. We all held our breath. Hoping this was another issue. Anything. Just don’t notice we are gone yet please.

“Prisoners have escaped, missing, assumed to still be on premises!” we heard a voice

“1 guard killed in duty.” another sharp voice yelled

“WHAT!? Find them, And then bring them to me!” We heard his voice

The Savior found out we had gone missing and he was looking for us as well. This would become even more interesting.

Chapter 4: Prison

Who knew that trespassing would carry such a high degree of sentence. I think we all looked at him like he was completely insane (a title I am sure we all felt would be completely true.) He had this smirk on his face I wanted to reach over and smack off. He brought his hands across his chest and had a smile that one would think he actually had won World War 2 all by himself.

“Savior? don’t you think that is a little drastic?” I asked

“Why would you think that you can trespass on ones chosen land during the apocalypse and not be punished, heathen?” He spouted

“Chosen land?” I said dryly

“Yes little lady! This is HIS chosen land! We have survived he spoke to me! We fought! we won!” his face was getting red as he spoke with passion.

“You won?” I said

“Yes, son. we won! Notice no walking dead? NOTHING! I brought firepower to this town and I am keeping it alive in his name! You come here uninvited with your plague and think I will let that happen? Not a chance!” he spouted with venom.

He slowly reached into a drawer in his desk and pulled out a walkie talkie. He smiled again at us.

“I am sorry to do this kid, I really am. But how else will you learn? Maybe in the next life you will be wiser.”

He moved right behind us seeming to forget we had even been there. He was quite for a few moments then began to speak into his walkie talkie.

“Yes, the prisoners have been convicted come collect them when…” his sentence had gotten cut off.

We had all been standing there like complete statues as he spoke, when I saw K flinch. I figured it could have been due to complete aggravation but I didn’t expect what I saw from her next. She turned to him when his back was turned to us. Smiling a smile that almost glowed she sprang and she pounced on his back knocking him to the ground.

He had begun to try and fight back by the time I had gotten to her side. He had his meatloaf of a fist ready to direct at K when he got a kick to the side of the head. I figured this sort of a situation would be no different then a mosh pit.

As I tried to give in a living mans cranium with my boot, I stopped. P and T had approached and pulled K off of the man. He seemed to be out cold.

“Is he dead?” T asked

P reached down to check on his breathing, but hesitated when he checked for a heartbeat. Slowly lowering his head down.

“I am sure he is okay.” He said blankly

I looked down at the man I had bludgeoned with a bit of sadness. It seems like the end of the world is a lot more complicated then it would seem. Survival of the fittest is easier to think about when you aren’t the one attacking.

The Savior just laid there motionless for a few moments. We needed to collect ourselves, discuss our next step. Anything. We heard the door open. I turned to look as the doorknob slowly moved. Whoever was on the other side knew something was happening.

The doorknob stopped moving and we all held our breath. Must stay calm, don’t move a damn muscle. I looked over to K who was looking back at me and smiled. I guess she knew something I didn’t, I looked at T who’s eyes were completely focused on the door knob, then I looked at P, who’s eyes seemed stuck on the laying figure of the Savior.

I could hear whispering. I closed my eyes, and I knew we where in so much more trouble. I remembered those men from earlier and knew that would be them on the other side of the door.

I looked over to my friends and all eyes were glued to the door. I let out a small snicker. Their eyes turned to me.

“Lets go down swinging?” I asked

“Always.” K added

P stood up and smacked T on the back.

“I always got your back B.” T smiled

“Might as well die with you fools.” P laughed

The door went crashing to the ground and I saw the men crash into the room. Once again all the men looked like they had had their daily dose of Roid-O’s breakfast cereal.

The men stopped short when they saw their fearless leader on the ground. A groan muttered from him as he remained on the ground. Their semi automatic weapons remained pointed at us.

I wanted to charge but who doesn’t had the fear of dying? I know personally I don’t, but I don’t want K to get hurt, I don’t want any of them to get hurt. I sighed internally.

“So.” I said out-loud.

All the devices pointed at me.

“I think we need to renegotiate our sentence.”

Please keep looking at me. Please keep looking at me. Please keep looking at me. Maybe if we keep talking we can find a way to get out of this. I may think I am tough, but I doubt I could punch bullets.

They all looked at me stunned. I don’t think they expected anything, and for us just to stand there and die.

“No you die…in the fires.” a beaten down Savior spouted with pure hatred.

He slowly got off the ground and looked like he was staring at the devils incarnate.

“You people have been sent by the devil himself.”

He walked right to me and glared.

“I cannot wait to watch the devil burn.” that smile came back across his face

The men came up behind us and pressed their guns to our back, and began to escort us to our “cells”. We had been through too much. It would be dangerous to keep us together. It made me nervous to know we would be separated until we had our execution.

The “cells” had just been 1 room offices. No windows, one door, and no furniture except for one chair to sit in. As we got locked in one by one a guard was placed outside of our doors. Down the hallway I saw the Savior just standing there smirking at us.

“See you when you meet your maker.” He said proudly

I had no real response to this. What could I really say to this man? So I went with the typical defiant nature I have always had.

“I will take you with me.”

As I finished those words I was pushed into my “cell”, landing face first on a very uncomfortable carpet. The door slammed shut behind me. I slowly got up and started to look around and kicked the door.

“Stupid fuckers.” I said out loud to no one in particular.

I looked up at the ceiling and noticed it had some lose panels. A smile started to spread across my face. Maybe this wouldn’t be to difficult after all. I walked to the wall and knocked lightly and heard a faint knock back. Good. We were still okay. I hoped they didn’t notice what I was about to do.

When I was a very rebellious teen I had been prone to trying things I had seen on TV and Movies. One such movie was the masterpiece the Breakfast Club. I was always the rebel of my group. I put the chair up against the wall and climbed on it.

Now the ceiling wan’t really that tall or anything, but it was still a stretch. Stretching my arms as high as I could above me I still couldn’t reach.

“Fuck.” I said louder then I wanted to.

I started to look at the chair and noticed the back end was wood. I laid the chair on the ground I stepped on the back of the chair and grabbed the legs. I started to pull as hard as I could, hoping I could snap it off to get some leverage.

I stood there pulling for what felt like a millennia. I started to lean back when my hands began to feel like they where on fire. Wood grinding into my flesh. If I looked down I would have seen blood slowly start to drip on the carpet. Finally I heard the cracking sound I had been so desperate to hear. I felt it start to give and I leaned even further back. I heard it crack even more. That is where everything got a little worse.

I had underestimated how long it would take it break, and I know that now. But by the time I noticed it had become completely dislodged I was falling pretty quickly towards the wall. And yes it really did hurt.

Groggily I found myself laying against the wall and my head pounding. I must have hit the wall pretty damn hard. I hoped no one outside heard it. I knew it was a possibility so I stood up with my new “weapon” in my hand ready to bash someones skull if I needed to. It even had a nice point where it had broken. Like it was made to kill a linebacker of a vampire.

I tried to steady my breathing, knowing as a smoker I could be heard from a mile away when I am out of breath. I heard keys fumbling on the outside and a voice yelling

“What the hell in going on!”

I went to the side of the doorway knowing that I would have to attack a living person. A living person is now my enemy. Those words rang over and over in my head. It felt like time could have stopped with that realization. Maybe the dead had the right idea after all.

The door sprang open, I saw the semi automatic come peering through the doorway. I saw the hands holding it shake slightly as I whacked them as hard as I could with the remains of the chair. The gun fell to the ground and I saw his eyes. Eyes quickly filling with fear. I held on tight with my chair piece and stabbed, closing my eyes for a moment.

When I reopened them I saw the mans eyes wide open and blood leaking from his mouth. I saw where I had stabbed, and unlucky for him I got him right in the throat. He dropped to his knees and started to convulse and the crimson liquid poured from the wound and his mouth. When I heard a gurgle I almost wanted to puke, but instead i grabbed the keys he dropped on the floor, and his gun. I wanted to say I was sorry, I wanted to hold his hand and tell him he will be okay but instead I watched him fall the rest of the way to ground. What was happening to me?

I poked my head out of the doorway and didn’t see any other guards. I creeped out as gracefully and quietly as I could closing the door behind me. I walked to the next door and like the guard, I fumbled with the keys trying to unlock it. I found the right key finally, and knocked before I entered just so the person on the other side knew it was friendly.

I opened the door slowly and when it was cracked I said in a whisper,

“Its me.”

When i opened the door the rest of the way I saw K. Her eyes looked suspicious as first, then grateful as they fell on me. I smiled and closed the door behind me quickly and hugged her.

“How did you get out?” she asked right away

I looked down at my shirt, and saw my guard friends blood, and gave her a half smile. She looked down and her eyes got wide.

“What did you do B?” she said quietly

“I got out.” was all I could think to say

She looked at me for a moment and smiled. She took the gun from my hand

“I am a better shot then you. Lets go get T, and P.” she walked towards the door

I think I must have been in some sort of shock, but it hadn’t fully kicked in yet. i opened the door slightly and poked my head out again, and saw we had still been in the clear. Going to the neighboring doors with K watching my back we got back our two companions.

We had agreed to avoid our original entrance, knowing how well that part was guarded. We slowly walked down the hallway, and when we had reached my doorway, I whispered.

“Want to see how I got out?”

K nodded and I opened the door. They all peered in and quickly snapped their heads back out. Closing the door I looked at them all in the eyes, and I only saw the shock staring back at me. I almost felt like a monster.

We turned the corner and I had to say this felt more and more like a level I would have played in a game. My eyes kept darting back behind me. Each time I did I saw T’s eyes glued back to me. His eyes held something besides shock, but I really couldn’t place it.

We finally reached a door with an illuminated Exit sign. We had all stopped. I stared at it for a few minutes before standing in front of it.

“Do we want to retreat?” I asked

“What do you mean?” K asked

“I think I know what he means.” T said

“This fucker kidnapped us, and threatened to turn me into a god damn barbecue.” I said with anger I hadn’t even noticed was brewing

“You want to go after him?” K said arching one eyebrow

“I want to send him to hell myself.” I stated matter of frankly.

I was turning into a monster. And I didn’t care.

The town seemed completely different than what i remembered. But, that’s a stupid thought. Of course it was. It’s the end of the world, for christ sake. After dropping those weirdos off at the town, N and i continued our search for my parents. I Had a sick feeling in my stomach, I didn’t want my parents to end up the same way N’s did. I Didn’t want them to be one of those….things. But, really…what kind of messed up person would want that?

“How close do you think we are?” N broke the silence

“Pretty close, if i remember right. Their house should be down the next block.” i stated.

“You mean the one that’s on fire, or the one with all the dead bodies?” He asked.

“No, the one after the one on fire. With all the doors and windows boarded up.” i responded.

All he could do was nod. I obviously didn’t like the fact that these houses were now mostly empty. This is where i grew up. I remember sneaking out of my parents house, and walking a few blocks down to visit my best friend. He lived with his mom, and she was pretty lenient when it came to me coming over and staying up all night with him. To be honest, i just don’t think she cared. It was a bad divorce from what i had heard, and i think she just wanted him to be happy. I Wondered if he was still alive. Even though we lost touch after i moved, of course i still cared for him. Maybe he was on his way back here to find his mom? Maybe our paths would cross again? Doubtful, but in these times, all we have is hope and faith. Seeing my parents house, i pulled into the driveway, and parked. N Hopped out, and grabbed the shotgun he kept in the back. I looked over at him.

“What’s that for?” I asked.

“I hate to say it, bro. But, these are pretty dark times. They could be-” I interrupted him

“I don’t want to think about that. I heard from them a week ago. They’re fine. Put the gun back” I demanded.

“Sorry, but no can do. While you may not want to think about it, it’s a possibility. I’m not going anywhere without this thing. Not again.” he said, lowering his head for a moment.

“You never told me what happened, really. Well, Bits and pieces. But, never the whole story.” I walked over to him.

“You won’t ever hear the whole story, either. It’s not something you bring up in casual conversation. It’s not something you really talk about.” He sighed.

I Patted his back, and he looked up at me.

“Would you like me to just go in? Check things out.” He asked.

“Why wouldn’t I go in? It’s my family.” I stated bluntly.

“That’s exactly why. I’ve already seen the worst that can happen. No need for you to go through all of what i did.”

“They’re not-” He interrupted me

“You need to accept that there’s a possibility that they are, J! This isn’t a fucking disney movie where everything ends up in some happily-ever-after bullshit.” He yelled.

“Don’t feed me that crap. They’re alive, i just know it.”

“Yeah, well i thought the same fucking thing, J. The exact same fucking thing. Stop this denial bullshit, and just….be prepared.”

I Rolled my eyes and walked in front of him, towards the front door. Nothing was wrong with them. They were fine when i talked to them a week ago. They’re okay. They’re fine. They’re alive. I Didn’t want to even think of any other outcome other than my parents greeting me with a smile and wrapping their arms around me. My little sister running up, and tackle-hugging me. That was how it was going to be.

I Knocked on the door. No answer. I Knocked louder. Still no answer, Finally i screamed.

“Mom! Dad! It’s me, J, and my buddy N! Please open the door!”

N sighed and opened the door. He slowly crept inside, keeping his gun pointed in front of him. The house was dark, and silent. Well, with the exception of the screams you could hear outside. I quickly ran through the house, checking every room that i could. I finally opened the last door and heard a small yelp.

“Hello? Ma? dad?” i questioned. “it’s okay. please come out.”

A small figure arose from behind the bed and ran towards me. I soon felt little hands wrap around my waist, followed by quiet sobs. It was my sister. I Kneeled down and wiped the tears from her eyes. She looked at me, and half smiled, but it soon turned back to a look of utter heartbreak.

“It’s alright, sis. I’m here. Where’s mom and dad?” I asked. She began to bawl once again.

N Sighed, almost like he knew what she was going to say. I Really didn’t want to hear it. I Wanted everyone to be here, and for us to skip off into make believe land filled with happiness, rainbows, and the occasional happy-go-lucky unicorn. But, unless i did some form of a drug, that wasn’t going to happen. I Knew i had to hear it. It was my sister, i had to be a big brother to her. I Had to reassure her that everything was going to be all right. She slowed her breathing and looked up at me, tears still welling in her eyes.

“They….They….They’re gone.” She mumbled.

“Gone? Did they leave you behind?” i asked.

“N-no. Some scary man came and took them. He called himself a savior. He asked who all lived her, and mommy and daddy said it was just them. He took them, and i never saw them again.”

“when was this?” I questioned.

“A little while after you called. He destroyed the phone, too. Said something about not telling others about this place, and because of that….he took them.”

“Do you know where the man took them?” I said, Feeling an inner rage growing for this unknown, so-called savior. 

“No. I’ve been in my room since they left. They….They didn’t even say goodbye.” She cried.

“We’ll Find them, sis. I Promise you we will.” i said, as N pulled me away from her to whisper into my ear.

“we’ll find them? Best not to make promises you can’t keep. She already saw them being taken away…i don’t think she wants to see them…well, as something other than her parents.” He said quietly.

“I’m going to find them. I’m going to find this savior. I’m going to get my family back, and kill the fucker that broke us up” I glared back at him, his eyes widened momentarily. 

“I…I don’t think i’ve ever heard you swear.” He stated.

“No one has ever fucked with my family.” I whispered, leaning back down to my sister.

“Go get a couple of drinks from the fridge, and we’ll go look for them, okay?” I smiled at her.

She nodded and ran off to the kitchen. I stood back up and looked over at N.

“If they’re dead…I will Murder that man in the most fucked up way i can think of.” i said, clenching my fists.

“I’ve never seen this side of you, bro.” He said, still shocked at my initial vulgar language.

“Like i said before…Nothing like this has ever happened. There was no need for this.” I said as i left the room, and met my sister out in the Living room. 

She Smiled and Handed me a bottled water, with some lemonade mixed in, along with another plain bottle of water. I couldn’t help but to grin at her.

“It’s your favorite. I remembered.” She beamed.

“Thank you,” I hugged her, “I love you very much.”

“You’re the best brother ever.” She wrapped her arms around my waist once again and hugged me tightly.

N Broke the silence as he walked out of the room.

“We should get going if we’re going to find them” He stated.

I Nodded back and tossed him a water bottle, then grabbed my little sisters hand, leading her outside. As we reached the driveway, my eyes Widened and then soon turned into a glare. My truck. My everything. It was gone. 

“Fuck!” I exclaimed.

“What’s wrong, Big brother?” My sister asked, looking up at me with her big, bright blue eyes.

“N-Nothing, Sweetie. We’re gonna have to walk for a while, though okay? Until we find another car.” I said.

She nodded and i looked over at N. He was heartbroken. Just as i had everything in that truck, so did he. Pictures of his parents, friends, and others that were lost to this apocalypse. At least i still had my sister. He had me, yeah. But, it wasn’t the same thing. I Grabbed his arm and gave him a look as to say, 
“i’m sorry.” He sighed, and nodded. It was time to move forward.

After passing a few blocks of houses, we ended up getting back in to town where we had first started. None of the cars we had found were working. Either they were on fire, being used, or completely out of gas. I almost wanted to stop checking them, since i already knew they weren’t going to work. Nothing was working out as i had planned. This sucked, to put it lightly.

As we were walking, i noticed a lot of people staring back at us. Some even picked a radio up and spoke into it. I Knew they were saying something about us. It had to be, with as creepy as these fuckers were.

We soon were face to face with a very large building. It looked a lot like a prison. I was about to comment on it when suddenly, right before me stood my parents. They were being lead by a muscle man with gun pointed to their backs. They looked over, and their eyes widened. My sister saw them, and grinned. She soon let go of my hand.

“Mommy! Daddy!” She screamed in excitement as she ran towards him. 

I reached my hand out to stop her, but she was already gone. The giant man quickly turned his attention to her, Pointed the gun, and fired. My heart broke, and was lit on fire at the same time.

“NO!” i screamed as loud as i could. 

N Stayed silent, and his jaw dropped from what he had just witnessed. My parents began to bawl, the man behind them shrugged it off and pushed the gun up against my mothers back, as if to say “Keep moving, scrub.” My sister laid there between my parents and us. Lifeless. All she had wanted to do was to see mom and dad again, and this….this fucker ruined it. Ruined this. Ruined her. Ended her.

“You mother fucking piece of shit!” I screamed as i began running towards him. 

The man calmly pointed the gun at me, and fired.

At least i’ll be with my sister again.

I just stared at T after those words had been spoken. Of course we needed wheels. but, how would we really go about getting them? Never mind I had no idea where we were, and we are sitting in the back hatch of a truck. I guessed we could find some abandoned car on the side of the road, but it still seemed bad enough I stole a car.

“First we need to figure out where we are.” I told them

“Yeah, we are kind of in the middle of nowhere.” K said

“Looks familiar, really.” I said

I was very tempted to knock on the window to ask where we are, when I saw a small town ahead of us. It looked like the citizens had been trying to fortify the thing. Good for them, but, I was beginning to have my doubts that it would really be doable.

“How long was I asleep for?” I asked

“Honestly, B. it was hours. We just didn’t want to wake you up.” T responded

“Are we still in Arizona?” I was puzzled

“I don’t think so.” K blurted out.

We had been surrounded by miles of green grass and trees. I had never seen so much of that color in my entire life. I was even about to see hills and mountains that seemed to still have hints of snow on them. To be honest I felt like I had walked into a family film from back in the 80’s.

“Man, I must have been asleep for a long time.” I whispered.

“When was the last time you saw snow guys?” P asked

“Besides Flagstaff?” K asked

“Yeah.” he responded

“A very long time ago.” I said flatly

The truck kept moving along, and soon passed a mangled sign that said “Welcome to Telluride”. I pointed at the sign as we passed it. It was riddled with bullet holes. As I was staring at the holes, 2 men signaled for the truck to stop. Both of these men seemed to be holding mini arsenals in their hands. Our ride came to a very quick stop.

We all just stared as more men came out of hiding places. They all stopped and then surrounded the truck.

“What do you people want?” a heavy set man asked

None of us knew how to really answer that, figuring we had just figured out where we were. I looked over to our driver hoping he might be able to answer everything for us.

“We have family here! The Millers, they live here.” he practically screamed this

“Hmm…and what about them?” the man asked pointing directly at us.

The driver turned his head to look at us. I thought he was ready to feed us to the zombies with how intense his look was. Then he just smiled.

“They are my cousins. I found them while trying to drive here. Figured we would have a family reunion.” he answered.

I sighed for relief internally. I have the feeling they didn’t want outsiders in this tight nit community. At least not with what was going on. I remembered reading about this place a long time ago, and how it was a major hotspot for tourists. I don’t think it would be anymore.

They waved us through, and as we pulled through I saw them slowly go back to their hiding spaces. I feel bad for any zombies that could end up meeting them. Once we were a pretty good distance away from the “welcoming committee “ the car began to slow, and then stopped. We grabbed our stuff and all hopped out of the car. I Walked towards the driver side window and smiled at the driver.

“I don’t even know your name, but you really helped us out.” I said extending my hand

“Call me J, and don’t mention it.” he shook my hand and drove off.

We all just stood there for a few minutes taking in our surroundings. This place reminded me a lot of Flagstaff with the snow and the shops. It didn’t seem as hospitable though, and I doubt we would be staying here very long.

We began to walk down the street very close to each other. I saw a few people peaking out the windows at us, and I clutched by bat with all my might. “This is not a good place” was all I was able to think.

I looked over to K, who had her hand clutched on her handgun, and T…I don’t think really knew what was going on. P just kept looking forward, like the soldier he was.

“We need to not bring any extra attention to ourselves. So, lets find a shop or something to go to now.” P whispered.

“Fuck, this is scary” I said

As I was looking around…I won’t lie…I felt like I was an alien walking with a a huge sign saying “I am here to eat you”. I saw blinds opening and closing with the occasional look of sociopathic anger. We kept walking ahead, and I saw rising above the building a huge cloud of black smoke. It smelt like overcooked lamb chops, but at a massive scale.

“You guys smell that?” T asked sniffing the air

“I don’t even want to know what is causing that much smoke.” K rebutted

Without any real logic of reason behind it we started to walk towards the smoke. I reached into my backpack and grabbed the handgun I had taken earlier. Even with a shotgun with me (I hadn’t tried to shoot yet, by the way) this felt like the better choice. K still had her hand clutching her handgun as well. I look over to T and smacked his shoulder. He unhooked his strapped shotgun from his back and grinned wildly. P just looked over as us.

“You all seem prepared.” he said

“You don’t.” K added

All P could do was shrug.

“I lost mine when we got overrun.”

I looked at K and she looked at me. She then reached into her bag and handed her extra handgun to P along with some ammo.

“I want this back when you get your own. I stole it fair and square.” she added

We slowly crept down the street, and tried our best to act as casual as possible. Which is not easy when you are the only ones on the street. That is a fact that cannot be denied. We heard noise coming from behind us and I turned my head to see what it could possibly be.

Some people had begun come outside. They looked at us suspiciously, but quickly disregarded us. We kept walking towards the smoke; our eyes completely focused. The smell was getting stronger. It was smelling more burnt and less lambish. The smoke itself was so potent. I was afraid to see what it was.

We reached the corner, and I poked my head around. It was an image that…like my first solo kill…will forever haunt me. Sometimes you learn that man can be the truest of all evils.

I saw what looked like a fire pit, and living people being lined up and thrown into the flames. I don’t know how we didn’t hear the screams, either, or if we did manage to block them out. I quickly receded and I turned to face my friends.

“We have got to get the fuck out of here.” I think by that point I was hyperventilating

“Why are people screaming?” K asked louder then I would have liked

“They are burning people alive…aren’t they?” T asked

“How the fuck did you know that!?” I asked

“The smell, the screams…” T said solemnly

The smell, the screams, they wouldn’t stop. I knew how he wanted to finish that. I turned my head to try to look but I saw a few of the people we saw leaving the building earlier walking up to towards some of the executioners. I quickly turned to face my companions. Their eyes all got wide

“Umm…I think we have been seen.” I said lowly

“Yeah, you have.” a deep voice bellowed

I turned to face the voice and I saw a group of men. They all seemed to have semi-automatic weapons (at least from what I remember). It was about 8 men (way to many for us to fight). I just looked at them for a moment.

“What are you all doing in our town?” the leader asked

He was easily 6’3 and built like a dumpster. I could easily imagine him as being a pro wrestler before this all happened. Now, I have never been that small of a man. but, at this moment I felt like I was a little person lost in a big and tall store. With the addition of his friends behind him, (all around the same size or bigger) I felt like I was about to be snuffed out.

Suddenly I felt a hand grab me, and I was tugged back. I turned, and we all began a full sprint down the side of the building. Halfway there, we saw more people emerging to block our path.

“Fuck.” P said audibly

I was sure that we all felt the same way. We began to slow quickly. We had been out maned and outgunned. (I am sure they at least knew how to use theirs…unlike me.) I looked over to my counterparts and I saw P raise his arms, then T, then K, I soon followed suit.

“So I am gonna ask again…what are you doing in our town?” the voice came from behind me.

None of us seemed to be very anxious to speak. I cleared my throat, hoping that at this very moment it would retreat to years when my voice cracked. I opened my dry mouth when K began to explain

“We hitched a ride, we got dropped off. We fled Phoenix.” K said as calm as could be.

“So why come here? What have you heard?” he demanded

“We just are passing through. Our ride said he was going this far.” she said standing her ground.

That answer seemed to appease him for the moment.

“You four, follow me.” he demanded.

We all lowered our arms and began to follow him towards one of the more shoddy looking buildings. Behind us his roid raged counterparts followed. He walked at a fast pace, and his gun never stopped pointing at us. He opened the door and ushered us in. We turned to face him as his men grabbed the guns, and other weapons right out of our hands.

“You guys finish the pit.” he said as he closed the door behind himself.

He walked ahead of us as he walked behind a desk. I could tell this room (if not the entire building) was once of great importance to this town. The desk was still in complete immaculate condition. He sat in a plush chair and feet soon went on the desk.

“Now, now. No need to worry, our weary travelers.” he spat out with a sense of sarcasm

None of us really knew how to respond to that. I just looked at him with most likely a
mix of disgust and curiosity. P on the other hand decided to take initiative.

“We mean no harm here at all sir. We are just passing through. No one outside will hear of anything.” he tried to explain

“Now, now, now. No need for be formal. You can call me the Savior….due to saving my people.” he had pride, and a lot of it.

“Okay…Savior…” T said flatly

“You got a problem, boy?” The Savior sat up behind his desk

“No problem here.” He said smirking

“Thanks, T”, I thought to myself. If we are really going to get killed might as well have some fun while we are at it, right?

“Savior, we aren’t in the way. Maybe we could negotiate passage through?” I asked

“Besides, we wouldn’t be any harm. I mean you already have our weapons.” K added sweetly

Savior sat back behind his desk. He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a fat cigar. As he lit the thing the whole room seemed to fill with the gray smoke we all knew a little to well.

“Thats an interesting proposition you four propose. But you never answered my question…who are you?” he said taking another disgustingly huge drag

I sighed at him. Looking the man straight in the eyes and decided we might as well be honest with this nutter. He controlled our lives with his decision. I told him our names and our story. The story that began with me waking up, leaving my house to find K, stealing a VW bus, T saving my ass, us pulling a superman, grabbing K, the dog saving our life, the “war” in Flagstaff, meeting with P, and our getting here.

He cupped his hand against his massive chin and seemed to fake contemplation on our fates. Finally, he rose back from his chair again and paced back and forth.

“Now, we don’t like trespassers on our lands…and due to the fact all land here is mine. I really don’t like it. “ he grinned like a maniac on speed

We all kept looking at him for him to continue. He stood there staring back at us, like he was waiting for an answer.

“Sorry for going on your land?” K said flatly

“As am I, K.” He paused. “For the crime of trespassing I sentence you all to death…in the pit.”


Bonus Short: R

Ever since i was a little girl, my father would tell me that i was destined for greatness. That one day i would hold the fate of the world in my hands, and i would be a savior. I Never believed him, and i still don’t, Though, i do appreciate how much he thought of me. I was the light of his life, his reason for waking in the morning. Ever since my mother died while giving birth to me, that’s what i became to him.

I think the first time he taught me how to fire a gun was when i took my first steps. Well, maybe not that early, but i was young.

We lived out in the middle of B.F.E. A cabin in some dense woods. We would rarely go in to town. Maybe once a month or so to pick up milk and whatnot. For the most part, we killed what we ate.

My father and i used to hunt together all the time, but he was getting older, and i wanted to take over. Besides, We could never really talk while waiting for game, so i preferred to do it alone. Well, for the Most part. We did have sydney.

Dad had found him caught in a trap when i was around 17 or so. He took him home, and we nursed him back to health. He’s been by my side ever since. My best friend for the past 5 years. Well, really my only friend, except for my father. I never really had much interaction with other people. I felt uncomfortable around them mostly. Animals, i loved and respected.

Yes, yes. I know i kill animals. Humans need food to survive, and we didn’t have much money to just go to the store and purchase processed meat.

We didn’t have a television, or a computer, and rarely listened to the radio. Usually my father just turned it on for the news, but when he went out i would often listen to Music. Older music. New music is nothing but shit. Sure, catchy lyrics, but they have no meaning behind them. Why even write the music if there’s no emotion in it? Why do anything if your don’t put any emotion towards it.?

But, my father and i always passed the time talking, hunting, and playing with Sydney. We never ran out of things to talk about. Be it discussing what we had heard on the news that night, hunting techniques, and even my own personal Problems. Since i never had a mother, it was my fathers burden to teach me about being a woman, and to deal with my mood swings that come once a month.

I remember the morning that this…apocalypse happened like it was yesterday. It will haunt my memory forever.

I was feeling pretty lousy that day. My father believed that the stew i had eaten had gone bad, so i had some sort of food poisoning. He gave me some water and told me to go lay down for a while, that he would go out hunting today, and bring along sydney. I Protested, of course. I was a big girl…feeling lousy shouldn’t stop me from feeding my family. But, my father was a very convincing man, so i ended up going back to bed.

I Must have slept for a few hours, but it felt like minutes. I awoke to my father opening the door and yelling for me, soon followed by sydney running into my room and yanking the covers off of me. I got up and followed my pup out to the living room. I stopped and starred at my father.

“Oh my god, Pop! are you okay?” i asked.

“Yes, yes. fine. I just need you to get the first aid kit and play doctor.” He smiled at me, but i could tell he was in pain.

I rushed in to the bathroom and grabbed what i needed. I told him to sit on the couch while i took a look at the damage this….animal had done. I stared at this wound for at least a few minutes. This wasn’t a bear, a deer, or any sort of animal i had seen before.

“Pops, This…It doesn’t look…..What happened?” i said, struggling to find the words.

“I’m not really sure.” He said.

“Just walk me through it.” I pressed a cloth drenched in peroxide to this arm, and he winced.

“I Had found a deer, Hidden between the trees. So, i called him towards me. He slowly made his way over, and i raised the rifle to take a shot. Before i could even aim, something tackled me. As weird as it sounds, It looked and felt human.”

“Human?” Finally those bite marks made sense to me. But, a human….Why?

“Yeah,” He said. ” Before i could do anything he sunk his teeth into me, and began tearing at it. Like, a cannibal or something. But, good ol’ Sydney Pushed him off of me, and distracted him long enough for me to get a shot off”

My dad reached his good arm down, and gave sydney a pat on the head. Sydney gave a small smile, before cocking his head again. Concerned for Pop. I swear, he understands us.

“Did you go see what his problem was after you-?” I Stopped when my father interrupted.

“It was a head shot, hun. Nothing left to go ask. Didn’t stay around to find out, either.”

I Nodded and Grabbed the bandage wrap from the kit.

“Lift your arm, please, pop.” i said.

He lifted his arm, and i wrapped the bandage around.

“you should be okay, now. Need me to get you a pain pill?” I questioned.

“No, Hunny. You go back and rest. I’m going to relax for a little bit, and then at least go try and get a couple rabbits.”

“Pop, if anything you need to rest more than me. Besides, i’m feeling better.” I still felt like utter shit, but obviously less than he was feeling.

“No,” He smiled and stood up. He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a big hug. “I’m fine right now. Go get some sleep, tomorrow you’ll be back on the hunt again. I’l go alone, Bring sydney in the room with you.”

“but, pops-“i protested.

“You would kill me if i let anything happen to him,” He smiled. “Besides, i think that’s the last of the crazy humans i’ll be seeing, and rabbits aren’t really known for attacking people.” He laughed, and released the hug, looking at me.

“Now, get to bed. the both of you.” he turned me around and pushed me towards the bedroom.

I Sighed, obeying what he had said and walked to the bedroom, with sydney following behind me. I wasn’t too happy about it, but i knew he wouldn’t drop it. I walked in, closed the door behind me and laid on the bed. Sydney hopped up and cuddled in to me. I Smiled, and wrapped my arms around him, and soon fell asleep.

I Woke, later, to Sydney licking my face.

“down, boy. Yes, yes. i love you, too” I Laughed and pushed him away. I looked out the window and noticed it was much darker than before, it must have been near sunset.

“We were out for a while, huh, buddy?”, he barked and walked over to the door. Poor pup must have been in here all day desperately needing a bathroom. I opened the door and walked out to the front yard, letting sydney do his Business. When he finished, he ran back over to me, wagging his tail.

We both walked back inside, not seeing pops anywhere.

“He should be back by now,” I said more to myself than anyone.

I glanced over the house, and saw that his door was closed. I figured he must have laid down for a nap after everything. So, I figured i may as well cook him dinner before i woke him up.

I walked over to the fridge and opened it. I Noticed 3 new plates of meat. Rabbit meat. I Smiled, i knew exactly what i was going to make him. His favorite thing in the whole world. I can’t give you the whole recipe, since it is a family secret. But, it involves some secret seasoning, and it’s probably the best thing anyone could ever eat.

After a good hour of cooking, i set the table and plated our meals. Instead of yelling for him to come eat dinner, as usual, i decided to go wake him myself. He did have a pretty hard day after all. I walked over and creaked the door open.

“Pops? I Made some dinner. Your favorite.” I Smiled.

I Heard some low groans from the room. He always groaned when someone woke him up…but this sounded deeper.

” Pops?” I stepped in to the room.

The groan sounded much louder, and i saw a figure lunge towards me. I Jumped out of the way and backed into the living room.

“Pops, Stop fucking with me. It’s not funny.” i backed up a bit farther, as sydney stood in front of me, Growling. I Don’t think i’ve ever heard him growl before. He was always a very quiet dog.

Suddenly we saw a figure appear in the doorway. It slowly inched towards us, and the sunlight hit his face. My eyes widened. His eyes were pitch black, and his skin looked like it was falling off of him. He was very pale, with a light gray complexion with hints of blue. He looked….Dead. He lunged after me again and i dodged it, running to the other side of the room. He turned and looked at me. His stare looked blank, and yet not at the same time. It was like he was seeing into my very soul.

“P-Pops?” Tears welled in my eyes, as once again he lunged at me, this time knocking me to the ground. He seemed rabid, and kept trying to bite into me. I Held his face away, and sydney soon tackled him, knocking him off. He groaned, and sydney growled back. This man wasn’t my father anymore. but, what was he? Why was he trying to….eat me?

I ran over to the couch and grabbed our rifle, making sure it was loaded before i pointed it at him. I was crying much harder now.

“Dad! If this is a joke, fucking stop it now! Please! I will shoot!” i shouted, tears streaming down my face.

Once again, he sprinted after me, and i fired. He fell to the ground. I fell to my knees and started bawling uncontrollably. Sydney walked over to me, and i put my arms around him, burying my face into his fur. This couldn’t be happening.

Chapter 4: Runaway

Now we had been running for a while; and running in the dark is never a good idea. I felt like we had to be in some terrible low budget movie (I mean, come on! the lighting was just awful). I at one point grabbed K’s hand and was dragging her behind me.

Slowly, the moans faded and then nothing. We all came screeching to a halt. My hands went to my knees, and I was gasping for breath. My eyes closed, while I was gasping.

“That…was…too…close” I said, breathing heavily.

“That was way too close. The woods seem to be a terrible idea.” P added

I looked up at my company. T kept looking over his shoulder like he was preparing to high tail it out of there. K was staring at me, as was P.

“What……suggest?” I asked P, still trying to slow my breath.

“We go back to the street. We may be able to find a car, a ride, other people. Anything…”

“What about the infected!?” I shot back up.

K and T both looked at me shocked.

“The more people around, the better chance we have to die.” I added

“I’d Rather die that way then like a blonde chick being stalked by Jason Vorhees.” P retorted

I just looked at him for a moment then laughed. I knew we were in a different predicament then anyone would have believed. Real to life (or death) boogie people.

“Lets rest ’til morning, then make our way towards the streets. We could end up somewhere good. I hear New Mexico is nice. “ I said jokingly.

K looked at her phone and I saw her eyes moisten.

“My mom says she has been evacuated.” she almost whispered

“Thats good right?” T asked

“We should have waited, and been evacuated, too.” she added

“No guarantees we would have been alive that long, K” I told her

“Did you get any messages, B?” she asked trying to change the subject.

I went to feel for my phone in my pockets and it wasn’t there. I laughed a little I had always been so bad with misplacing objects. My phone, wallet, cigarettes, shoes, lighter, microphone, remotes, controllers; They’re all objects I have regularly misplaced and accused elves, gremlins, goblins and the entire country of Germany of taking. I guess now I could say the zombies took it, too.

“Guess I lost it. Oh well, if they evacuated Case Grande, I am sure my parents got away too.” I hoped.

I pushed that thought to the back of my head. I didn’t want to think of my parents, or my brother being eaten, destroyed, or whatever else. We hadn’t been very close for the last couple years between my work schedule, them traveling ,working, and just my lifestyle being a bit eccentric.

“K, let me use your phone.” I reached out my hand

She slowly placed her phone in my hand and I quickly rattled off a text to my brother.

“D, phone lost. you okay? When you get this reply ASAP!” that was all I could think to write. I sent the same to my parents.

I stared at her phone for a few minutes when I saw a new text appear.

“We are all fine, B. Parents evacuated, on my way to Jersey. Jersey Safe.” my brother had replied.

I held up the phone for others to see. T laughed, and pointed

“Jersey boys always fleeing back.”

“Fuck you.” I laughed

“Are you suggesting we go to Jersey now?” P looked at me like I had grown a second head

“I am not suggesting it at all.” I grinned

K sighed and looked at me. She was staring at me, and it almost brought brought a shiver down my entire spine.

“ Are you really saying we go to the place they brought us the Jersey Shore?” she sighed

“It also brought us Bon Jovi.” I said trying to smooth everything over

They all looked like I was speaking nonsense.

“ My brother says its safe there. He wouldn’t lie about this now…” I pulled out the radio

“If we keep this low enough, we can listen to see”

Everybody nodded, which was an encouragement for me to just do it. I really didn’t feel like cranking it so I inserted the batteries I had taken. I fumbled for a second to turn it on. We heard a lot static so I turned it to AM radio. I figured due to the fact their signals always seem to go further we might end up with news faster.

We all stared at the machine hoping for news fast. I kept changing the channels hoping for news, and maybe a plan. Then we heard voices.

“This is emergency signal Z. If you are hearing this, congratulations for still being alive! The entire country has been swarmed with a virus as you all are aware of now. The government has not released any official statements at this time. Safe areas are attempting to be established. If you are no longer in your home, sit tight, and more news will be released as we are given it. “

I sighed as the voice signed off. At least we know something. It wasn’t much but we had a voice, which was nice. I turned off the radio and looked at my friends.

“We are going to Jersey.” K said

I grinned at her. I looked over to T, who just nodded.

“It will be nice to see the place that brought us you.” T grinned

“We have to find a way there. I doubt we can walk there.” P added

I sat down on the ground and lit up a cigarette. Smiling at them as I took a long drag.

“We will figure it out in the morning. When we can see well enough to get to the street. I will take watch. You guys rest.”

K plopped down next to me and took out a cigarette.

“You smoke to much.” she said

“No, we have been running to much.” I responded.

I looked over to T, and P who had seemed to already fall asleep. They are lucky. I don’t think I could have fallen asleep if I even had tried. It seemed like a terrible idea, but ,I think I would have seen the person I had killed earlier in my head.

K rested her head on my shoulder, while taking a drag of her menthol cigarette. I smiled at her and she gave me a little smirk.

“You are an idiot.” she said

“I know.” I said

She slowly stood up and went and laid down only a couple feet away. I handed her back my jacket.

“You look cold.”

“Thanks, B.” she said and closed her eyes.

I looked over at her, and then and P and T. The idea to actually travel across an entire country seemed like such a terrible idea. We would have to get there fast, too. I guess if we were in the movies it would be a simple cut scene and I would be down at the shore, eating cheese fries and drinking.

I rested my head against the tree and looked at the sky. I could hardly see the stars now. I wondered what the hell was really going on. I had to wonder, are they real zombies? Are the dead coming back to life? Or is this some wicked virus from 28 Days Later? I really didn’t know and part of me just didn’t want to know. I grabbed my bat just to be on the safe side. Who knew what would happen in the morning. UFO’s could show up and then the zombies would end up eating some Vulcans. Man that sounds like a terrible movie I would have rented. “Vulcan Eaters”…yep I would have rented that. I saw T start to wake up, and he waved at me and sat down next to me.

“Why are you up?” I asked him

“I could say the same thing to you.” He grabbed one of my cigarettes and smiled lightening it.

We sat next to each other for a while, not really saying anything. I was okay with the silence. It was better then moaning.

“You sure we can trust him, B?” he asked out of nowhere

“I honestly don’t see why not. He hasn’t killed us yet.” I laughed

“I guess.” He said

“Go back to bed. I have watch till the morning.” I told him

“You sure, B? you look tired.” he put out him cigarette

“Yeah I am sure, man.”

T went back and fell back asleep fast. I stayed up like I told him I would and when the sun began to rise I shook K awake.

“Mm. what?” she said

“The sun is up.” I stated

“Help me up.” she raised her hands

I slowly pulled her up and grabbed my jacket. We woke up P and T, and all packed up our things and began to head east. I have no idea why, but I let P take over from here. I kinda walked more in the back at this point. T was right. I should have gone to sleep when I had the chance.

“You okay back there, B?” He asked stopping

“Yeah, just still waking up.” I lied

“Hmm well, we don’t have much longer till we reach the street.” P said

I think he knew I was up all night watching out.
He was right. After only 30 minutes we arrived at the street. I guess P really did know this area pretty well. What I didn’t expect is what we saw at all.

Unlike earlier when we had been on a street with it being abandoned. This road was covered with cars speeding like crazy down it. People were also running down the sides. I was just happy to see other survivors, when K said

“We need to be VERY careful. We don’t know any of them!”

We all nodded and began to try to keep to ourselves walking down the street. I kept looking around and saw people speeding right past us. I was almost a shell shock over the last few days,.

“I have an idea.” T said, and he speed off ahead of us to a group of people outside of a pickup truck.

We all just stared and slowly walked up to him. We heard the end of the conversation.

“….So none of us have been bitten. But, we have cigarettes. Give us a ride as far as you are going and we’ll give you 1 pack each.” he said

K’s eyes bugged out of her head. Even before the end she had never really been much of a people person. She hated people more then I think anyone would believe. P just laughed a little when he saw this reaction.

“We will even sit in the back.” he finished, while looking over to me.

I pulled out 2 packs of smokes, and the driver and his passenger just nodded. I handed them the packs, and we all climbed into the pack of the truck. K seemed to be fuming. But ,I had to admit…using cigarettes as a form of currency would work for a bit. Money really didn’t mean anything, but. cigarettes are a comfort.

Slowly the engine turned back over, and we sat in the back hatch. K kept looking over at the other cars, or the people running that we soon zoomed past. At least it wasn’t a ton of traffic. (does that even exist?)

I felt my eyes slowly getting heavy, and I think everybody else noticed. I looked over to K with a small smile.

“I think I am gonna pass out, guys.” I said

I yawned. It felt so amazing to actually yawn. It meant I felt safe enough to sleep. It was like the sandman was above me and actually pouring the entire bag into my eyes. P look at me and smiled the first full smile at me.

“No worries, B. Go to sleep. We will wake you up when we end up wherever we go.”

I smiled and rested my head against K.

“Go to sleep, B.” she whispered

My heavy eyes finally closed and I was happy. I never fallen asleep that fast. It was the first dream I remember so vividly. I was running in the dark. I couldn’t see anything around me at all. I could feel the sweat pouring down my face and soaking into my shirt and even my jacket.

I turned to see what was exactly chasing me. Part of me knew what the answer was. It wasn’t a horde. It was a thousand times worse. Behind me was a this enormous rotting
decedent. It was the size of Godzilla, and it was chasing and trying to reach me.

I couldn’t help but scream, and high tailed it away as fast as I could. But for each mile I seemed to run it took this creature one step. I almost hoped it would catch me and put me out the misery my corpse would soon feel.
I finally stopped running, no longer feeling the fear and went to face the boogie man of my Nightmare. I turned to face it and it was gone. Instead stood a mirror. I decided to walk towards it after a few moments of complete confusion. The mirror was blank.

I reached out to touch it. When I did, it rippled. I began to see myself but then my skin paled, and I was missing an eye. I was completely horrified when I figured out I was seeing. My reflection reached out to me and I heard the moan. I was turning. I screamed.

The car stopping short must have helped wake me up. I was sweating and everyone was looking at me with a look of concern on their face. I must have been screaming out loud as well.

“Is he okay? You said no one got bit! ” The driver yelled out the window

“He is fine, he just had a nightmare!” P protested

“Fine, we are close to our destination.” he responded

Everybody kept looking at me. I cleared my throat.

“Don’t worry, guys. It was just a nightmare.” I told them

“Must have been pretty bad to have you scream like that.” T said

“Yeah, it was bad.” I said

“What happened?” P asked very curiously

“The Devils lost to the Coyotes in the finals of the Stanley Cup.” I laugh

T and K both laughed, and P looked thoroughly confused. I smiled at them and cracked my neck.

“Don’t even worry about it, guys. It was just a dream, and I am just fine. “

Everybody nodded at me, and it seemed like they went back into a conversation I never was involved in.

“So where are we going anyway?” T asked

“No idea, but, it looks like a nowhere town. I am guessing a lot of the suburbs didn’t get infected yet. I can see why, due to the lack of population. They could be safe to travel. “ P told us

“Then we can just go in and out without many issues?” K asked

P nodded. I had to cut in.

“So we are heading?”

“We are going to Jersey, B. But we have a few side trips we need to take as well. First thing we need is supplies. And then we need some wheels.” T told me.

Chapter 3: Not My Idea

We kept tromping throughout the woods trying to be as quite as possible. It wasn’t really working out well for us but we hadn’t heard any real moaning since we first escaped from Flagstaff.

I thought several times that maybe we should of headed back and T and I could have tried to ninja our way though the city to get our hands on a car or something but I knew K would never ever go for that idea. It would be way to dangerous. Needless to say this is not my idea of a good time.

It was starting to get dark and I signaled for everybody to stop.

“I think we need to stop now.” I said

“Why dude? I can still go.” T said

“Yeah, why B?” K asked curiously

“Its getting dark, and if we can’t see them we will have to rely on our sight. its not a great idea,” I responded

Everybody seemed to go silent thinking over what I had just said. I was waiting for someone to break the silence to let me know- hey you may be right. I know I am not a leader but it seems to keep falling on me to make these decisions. I heaved a sigh

“You may be right, B. But, I think we may want to find a clearing I think I see one ahead.” P told us

We began to move a bit forward with our weapons in hand, ready just in case we had to fight again. I was getting really tired. This had only been going on for a few days but I knew that with the current amount of stress and danger, that we were in for a very long ride. A long ride that would not end well, for anyone, really.

We reached the clearing and thankfully nothing seemed to be approaching. We set to make “camp”. Without any real supplies it was everyone just laying on the ground. I am pretty sure that means in the future we might need to think about securing some additional supplies.

T settled down pretty quickly. He took off his hoodie he had been wearing since the first day. He was still a pretty skinny guy, but always a pile of energy. He rolled up the hoodie and used it as a pillow, Laying down he closed his eyes.

K on the other hand seemed to not be resting so easily. She sat on the ground and seemed to be looking around. No pillow, I noticed, nothing to use as one anyways. I walked over to her and took off my jean jacket, and unzipped my hoodie, handing it to her.

“Thanks.” she said smiling

“No prob.” smiling back at her.

She proceeded to lay her head down on the hoodie and seemed to fall right to sleep. She looked like she really needed it. This day had been pretty damn stressful for everyone involved, and I wasn’t really looking forward to tomorrow.

P sat down by a tree and reached into his pocket to light up a cigarette. I proceeded to mirror him and light up one of my own.

“Sup?” was all my wittiness could muster right now.

“Not much, B. Today was not what I expected. Hell, this has been one bad leave you know what I mean?” he added

“Not really.” I had to be honest

“I was planing to sit back, have some beers, go to a few strip clubs, not be hunted down by a bunch of zombies.” he replied

“Yeah I kind of figured that wasn’t in any of our plans. man.” I took another drag.

“Heh, guess you are right about that. Listen thanks for letting me come along. I know what you said earlier..well I know you meant it but I promise I have no ambition to betray you guys.” he blurted out

“I know I just had to let you know thats what I mean to do.”

He nodded we spend the next hour in silence and seemed to be chain smoking. I kept thinking to myself please don’t let anything happen. Kept “patrolling” which meant just walking back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, hoping I don’t hear any moans.

It was getting colder I was happy I had my jacket still. I looked over at T and K to make sure I didn’t see either of them shivering. Luckily I didn’t have any idea what I could do to counter that .

P looked over at me and snickered. I saw him light another cigarette and start to laugh a little. I walked over to him and smiled.

“Whats so funny?” I asked

“You guys are just weird, man.” he replied

“So? You are one of us now.”

“Yeah I guess so. So when we waking them up?” he asked

“I am not planning on it. Just gonna let them sleep.”

“Thats nice of you. Mind if I crash out for a little bit?

“Yeah man, if I need anything I will kick you.” I replied

He grinned again and slowly sat down, still leaning against the tree trunk and fell asleep.

I stood there and kept listening, and looking around. I had to admit I had no idea how creepy it would have been without someone else there to talk to. Pretty much since I met up with T on the street I hadn’t really felt by myself. While it technically hadn’t been that long of a period of time with all the elements being thrown at us. it felt a lot longer then it really had been. I am sure everything will be fine.

I light up another cigarette. Its a very bad habit and I knew that but being board and scared can make even the calmest person slowly become a chimney. And I have never claimed or been accused of being a calm person.

My eyes started to feel heavy which is never a good thing. I knew I was starting to really fade. I looked up to sky to see where the moon could be to try to guess what time it is. What has always been my luck, is the overcast that made it impossible for me.

I felt a hand grab my shoulder ,and I swear I must have jumped 20 feet in the air.

“Wow, nervous much?” a soft voice said

I turned and I saw K smiling. I guess my stomping earlier had woken her up.

“Sorry I woke you up.” I told her

“No need to worry about that. You were supposed to wake me up anyway.”

She sat down next to me and wrapped my hoodie around her shoulders.

“Its cold out tonight.” I said

“Yeah, I guess it is. “ she said, closing her eyes.

We stayed silent for a few minutes. I finished my smoke and felt her reach into my jacket pocket. she took my lighter and lit her own.

“Very strange few days. “ was all she could say.

I looked up at the sky staring into the endless darkness, wondering what could happen next. Vampires? That would be just what we need at this point; zombies and vampires. The human race is already doomed. We are running like mice from a cat. The “last stand” we had been a part of earlier fell apart before we could even take one swing. It was a pathetic effort.

“You are worrying to much stop it.” K said pulling me from my thoughts

“You always know what I am thinking.” I told her

“Comes from being around you so damn long.”

I smiled at her and closed my eyes. Then we heard a branch snap. It shook me out of my little daze. Then we heard more footsteps and branches snapping. It couldn’t have been an animal it was moving to slowly.

K shushed me before I could say anything, and went to raise T while I kicked P. They slowly rose and and shushed them. They heard what I did, and that wasn’t a good thing. I think a little bit of panic erupted in us all. This is not good. This is not good at all. K went to grab her gun.
“Don’t” I whispered

She gave me the most puzzled look, Like I had grown a third head or something.

“They can hear. If they hear a gunshot then they will all swarm!” I whispered-yelled

I guess that made sense since she stopped and I grabbed my baseball bat. I hid behind a tree with my hands clenched so tightly around the metal, I swear it would have left finger imprints. The minute I heard the footsteps get closer and closer ,I had heard all I needed to. A low moan and rattle echoed. This wasn’t going to be a friend, this was going to be an attack.

I sprang from behind the tree and swung like I thought I was Babe Ruth. I heard the sound of metal meeting bone, and a sickening thud. It would have made me feel terrible, if it wasn’t for the fact it wanted to kill me first.

The moaning kept going so I hit it again, and again ,and again, until it finally hit the ground with a thud. I think that will forever haunt me. I know I will be haunted by many firsts. I looked down and saw the creature was still “alive”, and its jaw was opening and closing, and its eyes still eternally gazing at me. It was almost hypnotic, I had the bat still in my hands, and right as its screeching hit my ears one more time I drove the bat right across its face and all movement stopped. I sighed, I had never been relieved. I turn to face my friends and saw their face. Each one seemed to be frozen in shock.


Then, more moans were heard in the distance and getting closer.

“Oh fuck.” K screamed

“Grab and run!” T yelled

We all scrambled to grab our things and headed out deeper into the woods as fast as we could.