"We don't need guns. We got a gas powered metal box of doom." Llewellyn said. "Roll up your window." He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and looked back at the horde of walkers, they were getting to far away. He slowed down. "So I don't know what you wanna do, but I'm gonna pull over soon by the lake. There's a small island in the center with a cabin, you're welcome to stay for the night, if you don't mind going for a swim."
Natalie closed her window slowly, her hand tapping on her side. "Sure you won't mind some extra company?" She eyed the gaggle of walkers through the rearview mirror. Natalie couldn't stand the sight of them, they were horrible. Dying but not quite dead, what a horrid sight
Alex and Moonshine raced between the old cars, knocking aside any zombie that got in their way. She could see that truck in the distance. It seemed to be heading to the lake.
Alex smiled. That was a good idea. The zombies couldn't swim well. She'd be at an advantage there.
"No, I could use some extra hands anyways. And ya'll are the first livin people I seen for weeks, it's nice to have someone to talk to other then this ole mutt." Llewellyn said. He had been listening to the same tapes over and over again just to hear someone else's voice. He was getting sick and tired of hearing his own. The bridge was coming up again, and Llewellyn sped up, losing the herd of walkers. The lake was now in view. He drove around until he found the shortest way between the island and the shore and pulled over. "Well, this is it. If you wanna leave, I can spare some food, but I don't have much. I was plannin on fishin later tonight. This place is full of bass and trout." Llewellyn checked the are for walkers, when he saw none, he got out of the truck and started to pack up his things in the truck bed. There was a rowboat on shore, covered by some foliage. It seemed sturdy enough, so now he had a way to transport his supplies to the island, and a way to go back and forth. Llewellyn thought he could easily live here for a while.
Natalie pulled her bag on to her back and got out of the truck."No need to leave your supplies to me; I can take care of myself just fine. Just need some shelter for a little bit and some company, the birds in the woods are begining to be annoyed by my constant chatter." She smiled at her own bad joke. She walked over to the boat, flipping it over to inspect the insides. She didn't see any holes just a lot of spider webs, the spiders scattering out of the boat quickly. However, Natalie didn't see any oars. She dug through the sound to find them
Three options flashed through Kania's head in the first second the situation hit her. 1. Run away, and risk getting followed by the zombies, the thing she'd been trying to avoid from the beginning. 2. Try and kill them all, and risk being bitten, or killed. Or, 3. Try and hide in a closet or some other place in the building, and risk being found, then being totally trapped. Immediatley after this, another sensation went through her head. Pain. Extreme pain. At the absolute worst time, she struggled to think. The zombies were all coming closer. She charged at the young male, then ducked left and went behind him and bludgeoned him in the head. He staggered but didn't fall, and she hit him again until he did.
LLewellyn brought his supplies to the boat, Beau scampering behind him. He found a large fallen branch and snapped it in half. Beau went to get all his weapons and took inventory, he shoved the boat into the water and tried to coax Beau to get in. The dog eyed it wearily and held his ground. "Fine, get eaten ya dumb sonovabi.tch." he mumbled"So where ya from?" Llewellyn asked Natalie.
Alex and Moonshine were cut off from the road and were now being driven back into the heart of the city toward some old buildings. She urged Moonshine to run into an old building. She lept off of Moonshine and hurridly barred the door with some old furniture and stepped back with her rifle, waiting to kill anyones that managed to get in.
Natalie patted the dog lightly, "Don't be rude to the poor thing, he's just frightened." She smiled lovingly at the animal. "I'm from Rogue Island. And you?" She pulled her bag a little tighter as she eyed the water nervously. Although Natalie was from the Ocean State she had always hated the water. She clicked her heels together as she looked around to see if any walkers were near by. She went frigid although she didn't see anything
Kania turned to face the next walker closest to her, and was startled to see it closer than she thought, only a few inches from her face. She instinctively stepped back, and tripped over the body of the male zombie, loudly crashing to the ground. She clenched her teeth to keep from crying out, and looked up. Two of the zombies had come closer, each about two feet away from her, and the third not far behind. Kania quickly grabbed her bat and swung it at the closest zombie's legs. It surprised it and it also toppled to the ground. She scrambled to get up and quickly darted away from the zombies. She pulled the rusty knife out of the holster she kept it in and drove it into the closest walker's heart to distract it, then stabbed it as hard as she could into it's neck. It slowly fell to the ground. The third zombie was shambling towards her. This time, she was ready. She finished it with a few blows to the head. The tripped zombie was still struggling to get up. She slammed the bat into it's skull, killing it. The room quiet now, Kania stumbled into a corner and collapsed, clutching her head. She put her hand in her mouth and bit down until she tasted blood, and did everything she could not to scream.
"Well dam.n if you ain't far from home, Natalie." Llewellyn said with a laugh. She must've been tough to get so far away from the heavily populated north east. Llewellyn could only imagine how bad off New England was. "I'm from eastern Kentucky, lived in the mountains my whole life." He said, getting into the boat. "Let me tell you, that came in handy once everything went to sh.it." He waited for Natalie to get in the boat and watched as Beau jumped into the lake and started to swim. The dog probably remembered this place from their hunting trips. "My closest neighbor, lived three miles down the road. He wandered to our barn, and took a bite out of my ole man. My first thought was a terrorist attack." Llewellyn said, bursting out into laughter, then quickly shutting up. He shouldn't speak of everyone's death like that.
Alex jumped as she heard a loud crash coming up stairs. She spun around. maybe the thing she should be worring about was inside and not out.
"Stay, Moonshine," she ordered the horse as she crept quietly to the stairs. She followed the sounds of what sounded like a fight.
Kania's head felt like it had just been run over by a train. She sat for a few seconds, but she knew she couldn't stay down for long. She managed to hold on to one thought. Get up. Get up. Get UP, you useless girl. She ground her teeth and slowly pulled herself to her feet. RUN, she thought. The zombies could come at any second. RUN. She picked up her bat and shouldered her backpack and forced herself to a run towards the stairs.
Natalie stepped into the boat gently, "Things haven't gone to shi.t. We were like this before, we're just a wee bit more," she paused searching for the word, "forward about it. Things go to shi.t when we give up and not a sole is left on the planet. While I'm still alive, your still alive, and everyone is the world has not gone to "shi.t" or anything else expelled from the human body." She smiled encouragingly, "And it's okay to laugh. If that's what you find funny then it's just fine and dandy to laugh. Sometimes-in a world gone dark-we need to laugh at something unlaughable."
"I like you, you're optimistic." Llewellyn said with a grin. He started to row with the makeshift oars. Beau whined low in his throat and Llewellyn looked up to see a newly turned zombie lumbering towards them. "Ignore it, Beau. Thing wants us, not you." Llewellyn said, continuing to row calmly towards the island. The walker started to trudge through the water, but it didn't get to far before falling on its face. It struggled for a bit and he realized it couldn't get up. "What do ya think is goin through the walker's minds? Do they only think about food, or do they have other instincts?"
Alex held her gun up as something head towards her. Just then a girl ran into sight. Alex aimed and readied to pull the trigger but stopped just in time. That girl was alive!
"Hey!" Alex shouted at her, "Are you okay?"
"I think, they think depends on who they are. This one is probably reaching out for help; he's scared. However if they've beem around for a while they're just ticked and hungry. They can't take it anymore. It's not instincts, it's life... Of the dead." Natalie thought, argueing inwardly. Maybe it was instinct, maybe Natalie just thought too much of people, in this case things. She looked back at the confused walker with a quiet sigh.
Kania was sprinting-well, running as fast as she could, when suddenly she saw a girl on the stairs, pointing a gun at her. She dived out of the way, then stopped when she heard her ask if she was okay. She leaped up. "Walkers. In the building." She started racing down the stairs. Gun girl could follow her if she wanted. Wherever she went, they both had to get out soon.
Alex looked back the way the girl had come and saw the hoard coming. She swore and ran and jumped on Moonshine, "Hey! Jump on! Double on horseback is still faster than on foot!"
Kania ran into the lobby and saw the horse standing there. She looked back and saw the girl being followed by a huge pack of zombies. Suddenly the girl was there, on the horse, offering her a ride. She silently cursed herself. Don't just stand there while you're being chased by a huge crowd of freaking zombies, dang it! Goddang headaches... She hopped on the back of the horse. She could use the speed.