This day has been the longest day of my life. We've been driving since dawn and I think its almost mid day, the sun blazed heat off of the yellow hood of the hummer. Windows were down, homemade chicken wire replaced them and nothing but a low hum of static on the radio.

"Where are we stopping at?" I spoke over the wind roaring loudly through the windows. Claire looked over, "A couple more miles then I think we'll be okay to stop, do you think Mikey got bit?" I was kind of shocked at the questions, asking me? Claire Usually talks about all this zombie stuff with the other more grown people like Carlos, LJ any of them. Anyways back to Mikey, he got into a scuffle with a zombie back at the last stop, he usually doesn't go out or anything, but one of the other helpers wasn't feeling well so he took his place.

Mikey hasn't acted right since; he looks paler, red under his eyes. I shook my head, "I don't know, he doesn't look good at all and he looked fine before." Claire nodded, "Yeah, we'll watch him." I nodded back and smiled, "What?" Claire asked chuckling. "That's the first time you've ever talked about the zombies with me!" I said all sarcastic, Claire just rolled her eyes. "Your getting older and I think your ready for it, because this world, its evil."