As I walked outside I had been anticipating pure and utter chaos. However this morning was quiet, beautiful, peaceful in a perverse way. Looking to my left Sarah was on high alert. As I opened up the door to the street, there were no cars. No lights on, and only a few random people walking. I checked my cell phone to make sure our clocks had been correct. Yup now approaching six thirty, the sight in front of us made no sense. I nodded to her, "Head to the Chevy. Keep low." Sarah began moving in a side shuffle, rotating her focus in a semi circle. I on the other hand, stayed back, making sure there would be no chance of someone running up on my sister. As she reached the door, I noticed a man walking to the right of the truck.
I aimed my gun, waiting for him to say something, anything. Instead I heard an animalistic growl leave his mouth. "Sarah get in! Lock the doors!" No sooner than I warned her, he noticed me, and started limping my way. Sarah shut the door to my truck as quietly as possible. I watched her through the window, as the man got closer. She was in horror while I was studying him. His clothes were torn. A red plaid shirt, black beater, and jeans. On his neck you could see the obvious bite wound that must've turned him. Every ounce of him was covered in blood and I realized how he must've been my sisters age.
Suddenly snapped back to reality, this kid was reaching for my arm. I butted him in the head with my gun, knocking him to the ground. "Fuck. My gun will draw them in." I whispered. Now looking at the area around me, I saw clicks of them...the walkers. Each of them were too into their current meals to notice our small ruckus. I thanked God that I hadn't fired my shotgun like I had planned. Reaching into the back of my top, I got out my knife, and stabbed him in the head.
I got into the drivers seat and my sister just looked at me. No sadness, no anger. Only shock.
"Alex...I," she took a few seconds to continue, "I mean, what the fuck. Where the fuck are we supposed to get supplies. Where?" she gasped.
"Think Sheetz is still open during the end of the world?" I tried to laugh it off to calm her down. "Truth is, I have no fucking idea. All I know is we have to get what we can and then meet Merle. You know the plan. No deviating. This is life and death. I think I know a place to get fuel. Not many people live near there. Probably have no idea whats going on." I put the key in the ignition. "Just because there are these flesh eating freaks around does not mean no seat belts. Safety is still First. Buckle up." Sarah shook her head at me looking out the window as I started the vehicle and drove off.