him down let him up and sympathized with him, the female, I noticed her name was Roland, she told him they weren’t trying to hurt him only restrain him, that everything was gonna be okay and that they would be with their mom. The doctors would make them better and they would come home.
I don’t think she believed what she said either, but it was nice of her to be so kind to him. She tried to give him a hug. He pushed her aw ay and stormed into the house.
I looked up at Dan and Dawn’s house and saw movement behind the curtain. I wondered why he didn’t come out. We went over to talk to Jake; he wouldn’t let us in and refused to come over to sit with us. What else could we do?
Chapter Seven
We went on back over to Old Joe’s porch and devised a plan to get more supplies because this wasn’t gonna be over any time soon. We asked Old Joe if there was anything he wanted, and he said “Just some chew and an opportunity to kill that boy.” We waited until dark.
The only problem we would have would be getting around the soldiers. We knew that ‘asshole’ Clark was on the corner we needed to cross, there would be another soldier on the other side of the street, at the opposite corner at the dead end. There would probably be one patrolling the main street between blocks as well.
Old Joe waited until the soldier on the dead end turned into the yard of an empty house, to relieve himself I guess. He walked up toward Clark under the pretense of wanting to talk to him. I didn’t think it was gonna work on account of what he had said to him earlier, but it did. While he did this, Evan and I sprinted through the backyards and shot across the street unnoticed.
Evan busted the glass of the convenient store and unlocked it, while I kept watch. We were still unnoticed. There were no Infected in there and we were able to quickly fill two duffle bags with mostly nonperishables. They did not sell tobacco of any kind so they didn’t have any, but there was a connecting door between the store and the tobacco shop. It’s a good thing, too. I would be needing cigarettes soon, and since my chances of dying increased a hundred fold over the last few days, I was going to get my smoke on. Evan kicked the door in and we proceeded to go into the store room beyond.
We weren’t expecting to find Infected in here, supposedly it hadn’t spread like that yet, but we discovered that they had lied to us. And neither one of my sisters had called me back yet. I wanted to get this over in a hurry, I had to get back and get a hold of them.
There were three infected people in the tobacco store. I know one of them was the owner, Shirl. A forty-something husky voiced biker chick, with bad teeth, who obviously wasn’t as tough as she looked, because here she was all zombiefied and looking to eat us for dinner. I shouldn’t say mean things about her because she was always so nice, and would give you store credit if she knew you. As I was saying a silent prayer for her, Evan’s hand shot out as faster than I can blink and split Shirl’s head clean open with one powerful swing of the chucks. She went down and brain matter began seeping out of the large gash that he put in it. It was so gross. I was hoping we wouldn’t have to see a lot of that.
The other two were young boys somewhere between sixteen and twenty years old, both with a good strong build. One was blonde and the other was a redhead. I didn’t recognize either one of them, but I think they were her sons. I didn’t think I had it in me, but when I saw the blonde one turn towards Evan and he wasn’t very far from him, as quickly as I could I whacked his head with my pink, shiny club. He must’ve been ‘undead’ for a while by then because his skull gave way very easily, and I leaned back away from him just in time to avoid a huge sluice of blood coming right at my bare face. Eww. I would’ve puked so hard if that shit had hit my face.
I threw down the club and
I don’t think she believed what she said either, but it was nice of her to be so kind to him. She tried to give him a hug. He pushed her aw ay and stormed into the house.
I looked up at Dan and Dawn’s house and saw movement behind the curtain. I wondered why he didn’t come out. We went over to talk to Jake; he wouldn’t let us in and refused to come over to sit with us. What else could we do?
Chapter Seven
We went on back over to Old Joe’s porch and devised a plan to get more supplies because this wasn’t gonna be over any time soon. We asked Old Joe if there was anything he wanted, and he said “Just some chew and an opportunity to kill that boy.” We waited until dark.
The only problem we would have would be getting around the soldiers. We knew that ‘asshole’ Clark was on the corner we needed to cross, there would be another soldier on the other side of the street, at the opposite corner at the dead end. There would probably be one patrolling the main street between blocks as well.
Old Joe waited until the soldier on the dead end turned into the yard of an empty house, to relieve himself I guess. He walked up toward Clark under the pretense of wanting to talk to him. I didn’t think it was gonna work on account of what he had said to him earlier, but it did. While he did this, Evan and I sprinted through the backyards and shot across the street unnoticed.
Evan busted the glass of the convenient store and unlocked it, while I kept watch. We were still unnoticed. There were no Infected in there and we were able to quickly fill two duffle bags with mostly nonperishables. They did not sell tobacco of any kind so they didn’t have any, but there was a connecting door between the store and the tobacco shop. It’s a good thing, too. I would be needing cigarettes soon, and since my chances of dying increased a hundred fold over the last few days, I was going to get my smoke on. Evan kicked the door in and we proceeded to go into the store room beyond.
We weren’t expecting to find Infected in here, supposedly it hadn’t spread like that yet, but we discovered that they had lied to us. And neither one of my sisters had called me back yet. I wanted to get this over in a hurry, I had to get back and get a hold of them.
There were three infected people in the tobacco store. I know one of them was the owner, Shirl. A forty-something husky voiced biker chick, with bad teeth, who obviously wasn’t as tough as she looked, because here she was all zombiefied and looking to eat us for dinner. I shouldn’t say mean things about her because she was always so nice, and would give you store credit if she knew you. As I was saying a silent prayer for her, Evan’s hand shot out as faster than I can blink and split Shirl’s head clean open with one powerful swing of the chucks. She went down and brain matter began seeping out of the large gash that he put in it. It was so gross. I was hoping we wouldn’t have to see a lot of that.
The other two were young boys somewhere between sixteen and twenty years old, both with a good strong build. One was blonde and the other was a redhead. I didn’t recognize either one of them, but I think they were her sons. I didn’t think I had it in me, but when I saw the blonde one turn towards Evan and he wasn’t very far from him, as quickly as I could I whacked his head with my pink, shiny club. He must’ve been ‘undead’ for a while by then because his skull gave way very easily, and I leaned back away from him just in time to avoid a huge sluice of blood coming right at my bare face. Eww. I would’ve puked so hard if that shit had hit my face.
I threw down the club and
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