David woke with a start. Where was he? He looked around him and saw Mark asleep next to him on a dog-bed they had laid out the night before. Oh... right. The end of the world.
Whoopey.
He stood up and looked around for Cody. Howie was sleeping a few feet away from them, but he couldn't see Cody. He walked towards the front of the store and peered out the window. It looked somewhat peaceful out there. Only a couple cars were parked in the lot, no people, the sun was shining... he had to remind himself the events from the day before.A tear ran down his cheek... both his parents were dead. It felt so unreal.
"Down!" David heard his brother whisper harshly to him from behind. He quickly complied. Ducking under the window, he leaned up against the wall with his brother. "I saw one," Cody whispered again, "Coming out of the woods across the parking-lot, heading straight this way. Hopefully it'll just pass by..."
They peeked over the wall. It was still coming their way, slowly, but surely, dragging it's left leg along. "Damn it all... it's still coming..." David said. He looked over at the exit and noticed his Machete. "Is... that.."
"Yes."
It was the same machete Cody had used to kill his own mother. David sniffled, but held back his tears. "I didn't realize you took it with us..."
Cody picked it up. "I figured we'd need it... I'll go take care of it." he ran outside.
David watched closely. The walking corpse had made it halfway across the lot already. It was right next to a car when it noticed his brother walking up with the blood stained machete. he watched as Cody stopped and let the zombie walk up to him, machete ready to swing. This was new, seeing his older brother like this. He didn't think he had it in him to act so mature, and to be brave.
Cody swung, and blood flew, as the zombie's head fell off its shoulders. As Cody ran back inside, a van pulled into the lot. Cody stopped just before entering the store. David got excited and ran out to be with Cody. "Good grief, people..." he said.
"I know right? Kinda nice to see." Cody said, smiling. He waved at the people as they exited the van.
The first one out waved back with his AK47
David's heart skipped a beat. "Whoa..." he wasn't about to admit it, but it kind of scared him. He jumped a bit at a sound to his right. Turning, he noticed that Cody had dropped the machete and was staring at the van. "Cody, what-" he stopped as he watched people exit the back of the van. He started shaking, and he couldn't move.
There, being lead inside by a large, muscular, African/American man, was Jack and Rose.
Monday, 23 March 2015
Saturday, 21 March 2015
Playing With Death - Part 7: The First Day Ends
Cody drove up slowly to his work-place. "Alright, stay in the car, I'm going to check it out inside..."
"What??" David yelled. "And leave us in here??"
"Hey!" Cody barked back, "I have to make sure it's safe inside, alright!?"
David opened his mouth to speak, but stopped. "Fine."
Cody hopped out of the car and made his way to the left entrance. He put is finger near the trigger of the gun and rounded the corner, keeping the gun up. The automatic doors were still working, and the lights were on.
But it was quiet.
He stepped inside. He rounded the next corner and examined his surroundings... for a quarter of a second. He gagged, and was barely able to stop himself from losing everything in his stomach.
There were dead bodies. Everywhere. Not just the zombies, but people too. Oh my gosh... What's happened to the world? There was obviously a major struggle... and he gasped as he saw the woman and children... some whose legs and arms had been completely torn off, a man's face had been chewed to a bloody mess, a woman's decapitated head lay nearby.
It was terrifying. But he had to push himself. He had to if he was going to survive.
He moved on to explore more of the store. He knew every corner of the place, which came in handy. He could examine every spot in the store without missing anything. He examined the store for the next fifteen minutes, not finding anything but dead bodies. But now he had to make his way into the back of the store, where they stocked everything.
He pushed his way through the double doors on the far right of the store. He looked inside the break room: nothing in there. He made his way to the back office: still nothing. I think I'm good then, time to grab-
CLICK
Cody whipped around and threw his gun up, his heart racing like a thousand horses. Fear and dread ran through his mind.
A man stood before him, holding out a gun as well.
They both stood there for a moment, and then a sigh of relief came from both of them, as they sunk to the ground against the wall.
The man spoke first. "Livin' hell out there..."
Cody nodded. "What was your first clue?"
The man chuckled. "Bennings. Howie Bennings." he extended his hand. Cody took it, and shook his hand firmly.
"Cody. I used to work here... this morning."
Howie laughed. "A lot's happened in the past few hours... you alone?"
Cody shook his head. "No, in fact, I gotta grab the rest of my family real quick."
"Cool. I'm gonna find something to use as barriers in front of the doors while you do that."
Cody walked outside to the car. He had no choice but to let them see the horror that was inside. If they were going to live like this, it was time for them to get used to it... sooner than later. "Guys," he told them, "You're going to see some scary stuff inside, but you need to be strong, okay?"
They all nodded, but it was a different story when they walked inside. Lucy hid behind Cody, and Mark Just stood in shock. David held his stomach as he said, "Oh Go... this is messed up..." Tyler was simply ignorant.
"It's getting dark." Howie piped. "There's some dog beds we can use to sleep on."
While David helped set up sleeping arrangements, Cody and Howie dragged the bodies to the far end of the store, away from the veggies and fruits. After an hour of dragging corpses, Cody found his own spot and tried his best to get comfortable. Howie was to take the first watch for half the night, and then switch out with Cody.
Right before he fell asleep, all he could think was Will I survive tomorrow?
"What??" David yelled. "And leave us in here??"
"Hey!" Cody barked back, "I have to make sure it's safe inside, alright!?"
David opened his mouth to speak, but stopped. "Fine."
Cody hopped out of the car and made his way to the left entrance. He put is finger near the trigger of the gun and rounded the corner, keeping the gun up. The automatic doors were still working, and the lights were on.
But it was quiet.
He stepped inside. He rounded the next corner and examined his surroundings... for a quarter of a second. He gagged, and was barely able to stop himself from losing everything in his stomach.
There were dead bodies. Everywhere. Not just the zombies, but people too. Oh my gosh... What's happened to the world? There was obviously a major struggle... and he gasped as he saw the woman and children... some whose legs and arms had been completely torn off, a man's face had been chewed to a bloody mess, a woman's decapitated head lay nearby.
It was terrifying. But he had to push himself. He had to if he was going to survive.
He moved on to explore more of the store. He knew every corner of the place, which came in handy. He could examine every spot in the store without missing anything. He examined the store for the next fifteen minutes, not finding anything but dead bodies. But now he had to make his way into the back of the store, where they stocked everything.
He pushed his way through the double doors on the far right of the store. He looked inside the break room: nothing in there. He made his way to the back office: still nothing. I think I'm good then, time to grab-
CLICK
Cody whipped around and threw his gun up, his heart racing like a thousand horses. Fear and dread ran through his mind.
A man stood before him, holding out a gun as well.
They both stood there for a moment, and then a sigh of relief came from both of them, as they sunk to the ground against the wall.
The man spoke first. "Livin' hell out there..."
Cody nodded. "What was your first clue?"
The man chuckled. "Bennings. Howie Bennings." he extended his hand. Cody took it, and shook his hand firmly.
"Cody. I used to work here... this morning."
Howie laughed. "A lot's happened in the past few hours... you alone?"
Cody shook his head. "No, in fact, I gotta grab the rest of my family real quick."
"Cool. I'm gonna find something to use as barriers in front of the doors while you do that."
Cody walked outside to the car. He had no choice but to let them see the horror that was inside. If they were going to live like this, it was time for them to get used to it... sooner than later. "Guys," he told them, "You're going to see some scary stuff inside, but you need to be strong, okay?"
They all nodded, but it was a different story when they walked inside. Lucy hid behind Cody, and Mark Just stood in shock. David held his stomach as he said, "Oh Go... this is messed up..." Tyler was simply ignorant.
"It's getting dark." Howie piped. "There's some dog beds we can use to sleep on."
While David helped set up sleeping arrangements, Cody and Howie dragged the bodies to the far end of the store, away from the veggies and fruits. After an hour of dragging corpses, Cody found his own spot and tried his best to get comfortable. Howie was to take the first watch for half the night, and then switch out with Cody.
Right before he fell asleep, all he could think was Will I survive tomorrow?
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