"Jake. Look." The blonde boy looks and also spots what Red sees. More people, about four of them. "They have a kid my age." Red points out the brunette talking to an older man, laughing.
Jake nods and looks back at Red. "Let's go introduce ourselves." Red's face then showed shock, what the hell?
"Are you trying to kill us?" She ask making him shake his head.
"That boy, the kid my age. He's Zack. I know him." Jake says looking back at her. "We were best friends before bus all happened." Red nods and sighs.
"Let's go then." Jake nods and stands up walking towards them. The older man looks and then grabs his gun, making Jake raise his hands with Red.
"Stop right there." He says, cocking the pistol. Red looks at her brother as he nods.
"Wait. Trav-"
"What you two want?" He ask cutting off the boy Zack.
"Travis that's my friend." He says again making the older man, Travis, lower his gun slowly. "Jake, Reds, how you guys been?" He ask walking toward Jake as Red's brother does the same.
"Could be better, bud." Jake hugs him and they then do a handshake.
"Guys, these are my friends." Travis says towards the other three. "Jake, and his younger sister, Red." They all look at each other with confusion.
"Hey, sir." Jake says putting his hand out to Travis. "You must be Zack's uncle, Trav."
"Yes." He says back. "This is my wife, Mel."
"And you know me." The girl says smirking at Jake. She then looks towards Red, and winks at her. Red just looks away from the brunette and sighs.
"Hey, Dylan." Jake says. "This is my sister, Red, I think you two will be good friends." Red looks at her with her arm cross and huffs out some irritated air.
"Yeah I think so too." Her golden eyes flash with excitement and a story. Red was now interested.
...
Boom!
"The fuck?" Red jumps up from the small bed hearing something crack and boom, loudly. The girl holds her knife ready to strike and kill.
Boom!
The room flashes a white and Red then jumps again. Even worse than a person. A storm. Red curls up in a ball, scared. The trauma of the past makes her afraid of these types of storms, it's scary. Now she wish that Rosie was back, it's been a week since she's meet the dog, and she still comes by.
But now Red was alone facing this alone. Again. The rain starts smacking on the wooden windows, harder than before and much more of it. The wind also picked up, moving things outside, with loud thumps. Red's blue eyes were much more darker, more or a light grey than a blue. She holds her head as it keeps going. Not wanting a storm to happen.
There was then a crackle. Like burning wood. Red knew what that sound was. She grabs her bag and gun standing and jumping to the other side of the smaller room hearing a tree break through the building. Red pulls up the hood on her jacket and starts running.
Where?
She doesn't know.
She keep going.
Not stoping.
She then stops noticing she couldn't see. She quickly opens up her red jacket and reaches into the inside pocket and pulls out her flashlight. She then starts running again seeing the dead groan and follow her.
Red dodges them, making sure she doesn't run into one or become a sick one. The leaves below her her were of course wet, making her slip, but she catches herself before she falls, every time. She then looks back and hen forward, and notice a hill, she tries to slow down but trips over a stick and goes down. All she was as swirls of darkness as he tumbles down, then everything stops as she realizes she wasn'f falling. Red sits up and sees her light picking it up and running off again. She wasn't sure where she was heading, but she was going.
There were of course more and more dead around, she keep dodging them and doing zigzags. At this point, she knew if she ran back, she would be no where near the train station. Her lungs burn, but she keeps running. Lighting stickes making her yelp and go faster, knowing she'll probably die tonight.
She looks back again and then forward, seeing a brick wall. This makes Red slow down and run along side it. Maybe she can get into this place. Where's a hole? She keep going till she trips again. She looks at her feet and sees a wooden board covering a hole. She smirks and quickly opens it and slip it. She closes it again, and stands up. She then notice her flashlight slowly going out making her groan quietly.
"No." She whispers and hits hit but it goes out. "Damn it." Red then saw lighting strike a building in front of her. She was clearly on the other side of the enterance, so Red walks aside the building trying to find a door. Wanting to get dry. That side of the wall ends but she notice a burned down part of it. More lightening strikes showing a door that was there. She walks up to it and opens it but notice it opens only a little bit. Thank god I'm a stick. She takes her bag off and slips through and grabs her bag with her.
She sighs and stands up seeing a three way hallway. Not sure where to go, Red decides to go straight, she sees graffiti on the walls, making her wonder if there's people here. And she hoped not. She sees doors to her left but doesn't walk into one yet. She keeps looking around and stops when she hears footsteps from a head. She looks and sees a part of the wall sticking out and hides behind it.
"I'm going to bed. It's your shift Willy." A girl with a rouged voice says, as another kid hums. The footsteps get closer to Red. She calms herself and makes sure the girl doesn't spot her. She notice her start to walk pass her and down the hall. Why did I have to run off?
Red then sees the girl open a door and walk in. She walks down and passes the door, but then she hears the door open again. Red turns around and sees the girl about to walk out. Fucking great.
"Louis is that you?" The girl then looks where Red is and they both look at each other for a second. With Red noticing the girl had no right eye. She then grabs a weapon making Red rush to her and grab her mouth and take the weapon from her hand.
"Don't scream." Red says, whispering. "I was about to leave. So, do us both a favor, and make this less of a trouble." Red then leans closer to the girls ear, and whispers in her calming voice, "Just walk back in. And pretend nothing happened. Go to sleep and have a good day tomorrow." The girl nods, making Red slowly take her hand off her mouth, she then hands the cleaver back. "Make sure your grip is tighter, next time."
Red then shuts the door.
Rushes out the building.
Out of the wall.
And out into the darkness.