Rachel POV
The rest of the day was spent searching for anyone else left in the town. We had circled the small town about 3 times and still hadn't found anyone. We finally ended up back at the grocery store.
"Well the power seems to be out, the police won't answer, and my phone's about to die," Puck sighed in desperation, flicking the light switch repeatedly.
"We need a car," Quinn said. Everyone turned towards her. She shrugged when we all looked confused. "We should drive to the next town over and see if there's police or someone who can help,"
"It's only about a 25 minutes from here to Delphos," I said. "We can take a car over there, check it out," About an hour later we were all piled into Kurt's car, speeding towards Delphos.
The streets were, again, deserted. The hum of the car was the only sound I could hear. A corpse dragged its feet towards us, trailing after the car slowly.
"There's nothing here," Santana's annoyed voice cut through the silence after the second time around the small city. Kurt sighed and pulled over, cutting the engine.
"Let's just look around for a bit," he suggested. "Then we can go," Some of us groaned, but we all piled out and followed him. Corpses wandered about, some trying to follow us but eventually giving up.
"No one's here. We should go," Mercedes grumbled. Despite the complaints, we kept trudging along the abandoned road. Within an hour or so the sun was blinding. After another 10 minutes we had stopped walking in favor of the shade offered by a large tree.
"What if there isn't anything left?" I think Kurt was just the one to voice what everyone was thinking.
"There is something left out there," I tried to sound positive, but my voice reflected my attitude. Sad and hopeless. Finn ran a hand up and down my arm in a soothing motion.
"There must be something left. The military and the police are probably attacking the corpses right now! And scientists might be working on a cure!" Tina definitely managed to inject more enthusiasm then I could. It was silent for a while after that.
"We need to get new clothes," Quinn broke the silence. Puck looked at her incredulously.
"Babe, there are dead people taking over and you want more clothes?" he chuckled. She shot him a mocking glare.
"I've been walking in heels for at least a day and a half. I can't take anymore," The girls in the group nodded and muttered agreements. Now that I stopped to think, my feet were sore. Really sore.
"I think I saw a mall back that way," Soon enough we were trailing through the mall in search for suitable clothes. I grabbed a few pairs of jeans and t-shirts in my size, as well as a few hoodies and a jacket. My normal style didn't seem very practical considering the conditions. I found a pair of running shoes and a dressing room to change in. The dress pooled around my feet, revealing my dirt-stained skin. I really needed a shower. I pulled on the jeans and threw a shirt over my head before going in search of the others. A feminine scream split through the air. I took off running towards the noise.
Mercedes POV
I had changed out of my dress into a nice pair of jean, a flashy shirt and a pair of flats. I grabbed the rest of the clothes I had picked out and headed back towards where we had decided to meet. This was probably stealing, but there was no one here. And dead people were coming back to life. I turned the corner to the little booth in the middle of the mall when a pair of hands reached for me. I heard a quiet groan before I was face to face with a corpse with a nametag. A scream ripped out of my throat.
Quinn POV
I had heard the scream just like everyone else. A discarded pile of clothes lay in the middle of the floor. There was blood, a trail that lead around the corner.
"Oh my god..." I covered my mouth with my hand. Mercedes lay in a pile of her blood, a corpse gnawing on her throat. I stumbled backwards. A stray tear trickled down my face. This was the second friend I'd lost in the last day, not to mention the ones that aren't with us now. I heard footsteps behind me and spun around. Puck, Finn, and Rachel stood behind me, wearing matching looks of horror.
"She's, she's...Mercedes..." Rachel trailed off, her voice cracking. Puck came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my trembling body.
"Shh babe, it's okay," The corpse hadn't noticed us yet. We backed away from it slowly, hoping it would stay that way.
"We can't leave her like this!" I hissed at Puck. He looked just as sad as I felt.
"I don't know what we can do," By this time the others had arrived, open mouths gaping at the shocking sight. Corpses began to filter from several of the other stores, heading towards us.
"Quinn, we have to go!" Puck pulled me away from my friend.
"No!" I squirmed in his arms. "W-w-we can't leave her," Now I was sobbing, my whole body trembling.
"I'm sorry," he said, continuing to pull me away with the others. "We need to go,"
Rachel POV
A man sat in the backyard of a church, his head in his hands.
"Sir?" I called. I was still a little freaked from the incident in the mall. He didn't respond so I walked over. Satisfied that he wasn't a corpse, I sat next to him. The others waited in the street cautiously.
"Sir?" I asked again. When he didn't say anything I continued to talk.
"I'm Rachel Berry. My friends and I are from Lima. We were performing for a football game when this happened," He looked up, black hair falling in his face. "I used to think I could go to Broadway and be an actress, but that was before the corpses came," he gave a small smile.
"Corpses? Is that what you call them?" I nodded. He smiled again.
"What do you call them?"
"Walkers," He stood to leave.
I know, I know. Glenn's previous group probably didn't go through Ohio. But...
