of a problem. Carly’s injured. We need to get her to the doctor. She’s in sort of bad shape.” Mary shot up, and looked at us with wide eyes.
“What happened?”
“I’ll tell you later, but for now, call an ambulance. We need to get Carly help.”
“Okay,” Mary replied. The people from the parking lot appeared at the window. They looked like they were confused, and I looked to Carly. Mary was dialing numbers on her cell.
“What the hell are they doing?” Carly asked. I shook my head, wondering that myself.
“No idea.” I helped Carly try to keep the bleeding to a minimum, and Mary was not getting an answer. She looked at me frantically.
“Fuck, let’s just drive her there ourselves!” I said. “Carly, let’s go.” Carly didn’t respond, but looked at me with the same eyes as those that were outside. There was something really fucked up about them, but I just couldn’t put my finger on it. “Hey! Let’s go!” I shouted. She leaned toward me, and then tried to bite me, grabbing at me with her mouth wide open.
“Get the fuck off of him!” Mary said. She practically tackled Carly, and Carly fell to the floor, then went for my ankles. She almost got a hold of one, but I kicked her away.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here!” I said. We grabbed our suitcases and went for the door. Carly tried to get back up, but I smacked her hard in the head with my bag. She fell again. This allowed us time to get out, but the people at the window tried to get us just like Carly had. One of them, an older woman with long white hair, grabbed Mary’s sleeve. I was able to knock the woman in the head with my bag, and with Mary’s hand in mine, we made it to the car and got in. We locked our doors, and caught our breath.
“I think we should go to the church,” I said. “It’s probably the safest place to go to for now. We can leave town in the morning.” Out of the corner of my eye, I watched a bloodied man run for his car, get in, and speed off.
“Are you sure we shouldn’t just leave?” Mary asked.
“It’s almost eight, and I don’t want to be driving until four in the morning,” I said. “Reverend Danthers is a good man. I’m sure he’ll let us stay there.”
“Okay.”
We drove down the street toward the church. There were a few accidents in the area, and we spotted a woman on top of her husband. There was blood splattered all over the lawn. The woman looked up at us as we drove by, but did not abandon her meal. Mary looked down and gagged, nearly vomiting all over the floorboard. I looked forward solemnly at the church.
We arrived soon, and outside the church, Reverend Danthers had just dropped a body down the steps. He looked extremely disgruntled. He saw us pull up, and smiled. We got out of the car.
“Reverend, this is my wife, and we need a place to stay for the night, would it—” The Reverend cut me off.
“Please, come in! It isn’t safe out here. God’s house will keep you safe for the night.” I smiled at the reverend, and then at Mary, and then we headed in with our belongings.
“What is happening to the town?” I asked, as the reverend was locking and covering windows. I helped him out a bit.
“I don’t know any more than either of you,” the reverend replied.
“The end of days?” I said. “God must be tired of us.”
“That isn’t it,” Danthers said. “ God made a covenant with Noah that he would not wipe out humanity again. This is something else entirely.”
“These people—these things that used to be people are attacking others for some reason.” I looked at the reverend for a moment, and he looked back at me with a solemn expression on his face. I was sitting on a pew after we’d finished with the windows, next to Mary, who was silent. Danthers sat in the pew in front of me, turned back to meet my eyes. “I wonder if this is exclusive to Belford.”
“I wonder the same thing, Mr. Fletcher,” Danthers replied. I didn’t know what to say
“What happened?”
“I’ll tell you later, but for now, call an ambulance. We need to get Carly help.”
“Okay,” Mary replied. The people from the parking lot appeared at the window. They looked like they were confused, and I looked to Carly. Mary was dialing numbers on her cell.
“What the hell are they doing?” Carly asked. I shook my head, wondering that myself.
“No idea.” I helped Carly try to keep the bleeding to a minimum, and Mary was not getting an answer. She looked at me frantically.
“Fuck, let’s just drive her there ourselves!” I said. “Carly, let’s go.” Carly didn’t respond, but looked at me with the same eyes as those that were outside. There was something really fucked up about them, but I just couldn’t put my finger on it. “Hey! Let’s go!” I shouted. She leaned toward me, and then tried to bite me, grabbing at me with her mouth wide open.
“Get the fuck off of him!” Mary said. She practically tackled Carly, and Carly fell to the floor, then went for my ankles. She almost got a hold of one, but I kicked her away.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here!” I said. We grabbed our suitcases and went for the door. Carly tried to get back up, but I smacked her hard in the head with my bag. She fell again. This allowed us time to get out, but the people at the window tried to get us just like Carly had. One of them, an older woman with long white hair, grabbed Mary’s sleeve. I was able to knock the woman in the head with my bag, and with Mary’s hand in mine, we made it to the car and got in. We locked our doors, and caught our breath.
“I think we should go to the church,” I said. “It’s probably the safest place to go to for now. We can leave town in the morning.” Out of the corner of my eye, I watched a bloodied man run for his car, get in, and speed off.
“Are you sure we shouldn’t just leave?” Mary asked.
“It’s almost eight, and I don’t want to be driving until four in the morning,” I said. “Reverend Danthers is a good man. I’m sure he’ll let us stay there.”
“Okay.”
We drove down the street toward the church. There were a few accidents in the area, and we spotted a woman on top of her husband. There was blood splattered all over the lawn. The woman looked up at us as we drove by, but did not abandon her meal. Mary looked down and gagged, nearly vomiting all over the floorboard. I looked forward solemnly at the church.
We arrived soon, and outside the church, Reverend Danthers had just dropped a body down the steps. He looked extremely disgruntled. He saw us pull up, and smiled. We got out of the car.
“Reverend, this is my wife, and we need a place to stay for the night, would it—” The Reverend cut me off.
“Please, come in! It isn’t safe out here. God’s house will keep you safe for the night.” I smiled at the reverend, and then at Mary, and then we headed in with our belongings.
“What is happening to the town?” I asked, as the reverend was locking and covering windows. I helped him out a bit.
“I don’t know any more than either of you,” the reverend replied.
“The end of days?” I said. “God must be tired of us.”
“That isn’t it,” Danthers said. “ God made a covenant with Noah that he would not wipe out humanity again. This is something else entirely.”
“These people—these things that used to be people are attacking others for some reason.” I looked at the reverend for a moment, and he looked back at me with a solemn expression on his face. I was sitting on a pew after we’d finished with the windows, next to Mary, who was silent. Danthers sat in the pew in front of me, turned back to meet my eyes. “I wonder if this is exclusive to Belford.”
“I wonder the same thing, Mr. Fletcher,” Danthers replied. I didn’t know what to say
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