I sat away from everyone, on top of a sand mound not too far from camp. My diary was the only thing that kept me seriously sane, I can't believe all this apocalypse shit really happened. One minute I was with my friends and having a great time, the next thing I know I'm trapped in a K-Mart forever, thank God Claire and the others found me just in time. I shook my head and looked at the camp just below, time had passed a long while and it was getting dark. I got up, dusted myself off and went back to camp.
I walked past mikey's van, I could see Claire inside, saying orders and mikey going crazy at his keyboard. I just kept walking, trying to find someone to sit with, or talk to even. I saw Alice at one of the camp fires by herself sharpening her knives, I was the only one not scared of her. The others were terrified from what she did with the crows earlier, Alice saved our lives. I walked over and sat down beside her, "Hey." Alice cocked a smile, "Hey K." I smiled back then looked down at her knives. "Sharpening huh?" Alice nodded, "Yea, got to keep a tight upkeep with these babies." Alice put the knives in her bag.
We sat in silence for a couple of minutes, I began to tap my finger on my diary I was holding. "You keep a diary?" Alice poked at the cover. I chuckled, "Yea, hobby of mine." Alice laughed too, I've never once seen this girl smile with anyone, I think she needs it. I would look around sometimes in between small talk conversations just to make sure Claire was still around. One minute Claire would be at mikey's van, walking back and forth from the hummer or talking to Carlos for a game plan.
Claire came and sat down beside me, "Everyone's heading to bed." I nodded, got up and left for the hummer. "I'll catch up." Claire spoke, I stopped nodded once again and left. I wonder what she would be talking to Alice about? Hopefully the plan for what we were going to do next. As I came closer to the hummer I heard a ruffling sound, "Hello?" I called out, but no answer.
I walked around the front of the hummer to see LJ sitting up against the front wheel tire. "LJ?" I asked, there was still nothing. Is he dead? I kneeled down next to him, "LJ?" Then I felt like I was hit by a freight train, LJ tackled me to the ground, but it wasn't the LJ we knew, he had turned.
I didn't have enough time to scream, I had to be put to action. I had my hands around his throat trying to push him back, the stench from his undead flesh was grueling. I finally managed to feel for his gun around his waist while battling him off, he loved these guns. I pulled it out of the holster and shot him, and I kept shooting until he fell, I could hear people running, the first one on the scene was Claire. LJ had fallen on top of me during the fight and I hadn't got to push him off yet, I was still in shock from what I just did.