Into The Dark

by LittleHorrorLion

Have you ever had one day where things finally felt like they were falling into place? That absolutely nothing could go wrong? That's the feeling that Ellis finally obtained — despite the zombies and all. Today was the day that they could finally escape the hell they were living in.. but within a single second that all disappeared; all because of him.

1. Four Months Deep

Ellis McKinney could perfectly remember the way the world operated around him before the sickness ran its course.

The southern hick could remember the weekly hours he spent maintaining the proper functions of vehicles at the local garage, the number of claps the small crowd at the bar would give his band depending upon how well their performance went, his mother hollering for him to come downstairs when Keith would come over and sending them both off to the store with a list of things to gather — his mind remained perfectly wrapped around the memories he always figured to soon play a small role in his life as he aged. However, Ellis knew perfectly well now that what he once prior thought surely wouldn't be the case in what he was entirely to sure of what would be an unfinished novel.

The good ol' days were gone, and all the young man could do now was cling to the hope and promises of yesterday and continue to trudge on. There was no turning back, because turning back meant surrendering to the defeat forcing itself upon him. Turning back meant remembering the things he desired to be forgotten, but remained forged within his mind.

And the southerner didn't want to remember that the world was trying to die.

A hand then reached out to Ellis, and his cerulean speckled hues soon provided it with his attention.
"You don't plan on sleeping down there, do ya'?"

Sparing a glance over at the Charger that now lie dead next to him, Ellis' gaze returned to rest on the man whom currently offered him a hand.
"I think I like it better up here, Nick."

He wasn't supposed to just let the world die.