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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.

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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.

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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.”


Some Fun News

Hey Everyone,

So I found out some pretty cool news the other day I have been meaning to post it here. A cool website called Zombiepedia recently did a ranking of “Awesome Online Zombie Stories” and B4TD actually was ranked! We are all very excited about this and wanted to share the news as well as encourage you to read the other stories. They are all very well made. Be sure to check them out