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Chapter 4

It was later that night, and Angie couldn't fall asleep. She went out to the walkway, said hello to Claire and went downstairs. She tried having a glass of milk but it didn't help. She decided to see what the boy was up to. She went to the adjacent room and looked in. The boy was sitting in one of the corners. "I still can't believe we're keeping him locked up."

"Like we said earlier," replied Claire, who had followed Angie, "it is for our safety."

"Yeah, but he doesn't look at all dangerous."

"That doesn't mean anything."

"We haven't even tried to get to know him. Maybe he is just shy."

"Maybe, but we still need to be precautious."

"Can I go in and try to talk to him?"

"Maybe in the morning. Both of you need to get some sleep. Now back to bed." Angie left, and Claire just looked in. She felt a sort of strange connection with the boy. She couldn't put her finger on it, so she went back to the place where Angie found her earlier.

The next morning, after breakfast, Claire went up to Jared's old spot and looked outside for any activity. Angie spent most of her time watching the boy. About the only time she wasn't in there watching him, was at mealtime or when she slept. Days past, and the group hadn't let the boy out yet. Claire, after talking with the adults, finally let Angie go in and try and talk to him.

Angie walked in very slowly, remembering the first time their paths had collided. She kept her distance from the boy, who did the same. "What's your name," asked Angie. "My name is Angie," she added, extending her hand for him to shake it. He didn't extend his hand. "Can you talk? You are mute, are you?" The boy shook his head. "So what is your name?" There still wasn't any response. "Maybe if you talk, we'll let you out for a bit."

"What is she thinking," said K-Mart, in the other room?

"Well, what would you do, to get a person to talk," said Alice. "It is a smart strategy. Maybe this way we can find out if he is infected or not."

"If he was infected," said Carlos, "why hasn't he become a zombie?"

"He might be...," said Alice.

"He might be what," asked Jill?
"Let's not go there."

"Go where," asked Claire? "What might he be?"

"I highly doubt it, but he could vary well be like Angie and I. He might be infected to help him in someway, and he might have managed to keep it in check."

"But he hasn't used the T-Virus."

"It doesn't mean anything," said Alice. "Look at me. Angie is the only one who requires regular doses of the anti-virus."

"So what is your name," asked Angie?

"Adam," the boy finally replied. "My name is Adam."

"Well, that is a start," said Angie. "What brought you here?"

"My mom left me here, for protection."

"From what, the zombies?"

"No. From Umbrella."

"How do you know about Umbrella?"

"Who hasn't heard about Umbrella?"

"Good point. Why are you hiding from them?"

"Because they did something to me."

"And what is that?"

"I don't know. They injected me with something. I don't know what that something is, but since then, I've been changing."

"How?"

"In various ways."

"How such?"

"That cabinet wasn't there when I was brought here."

"Where was it?"

"The weapons shed."

"Who helped you move it?"

"Nobody did. I got in here by myself." Angie looked through the glass. She wanted Alice to see her worried face.

"I'll be back, Adam." She walked out and into the other room. "Did you guys here that?"

"Yeah," said Alice. "And I am not liking it. I'm not liking it one bit."

"I agree," said Jill.

"So what do we do with him," asked Claire?

"We let him out. Everyone keeps guns on them at all times. If he goes zombie, we shoot him, okay."

"But we've got the anti-virus."

"That anti-virus is meant to keep you alive," said Alice, getting on her knees, "only you."

"I don't care." She ran and got one of the things of anti-virus and a thing to administer it. She walked into the room and gave Adam some of the anti-virus.

"What was that for?"

"It will keep you alive longer."

"Thank you. When can I get out of this room?"

"I don't know. It is whenever the adults decide to let you out. It is not my decision. Though if it was, I would let you out right now." There was tapping on the mirror. "I'll be right back." Angie leaves and heads into the other room. "What?"

"We're going to let him out," said Alice. "But we are planning on keeping an eye on him. We'll take turns watching over the group each night. You may let him out, Angie." Angie about ran to the room and let Adam out.

"Thank you. I thought they'd never let me out. Can I go outside?"

"Not unless you want to die. The place is crawling with zombies, undead dogs, and lickers."

"What are lickers?"

"They are ugly monsters with really long tongues."

"Who's hungry," asked Betty? They made their way to the table and started eating. "I've got some bad news," said Betty, as they finished.

"What," asked Alice?

"We are low on food."

"I thought you said we had enough for a few months."

"That was for Claire, Jared, K-Mart and myself."

"So what does that mean," asked Angie?

"We're going to have to go outside," said Claire.

"What about all the things out there," asked Adam?

"Well," said Carlos. "I guess if you want to starve to death, then we won't have to."

"Don't want that," said K-Mart.

"Then we go outside," said Jill.

"We just have to decide who is going," said Claire. "I'm going."

"So am I," said Alice.

"We need one more," said Claire.

"I will," said Adam.

"You're too young," said Carlos. "I'll go."

"I can do it. Just give me some weapons and I'll be fine."

"I guess it is the four of us," said Alice. "Everyone else will be our eyes. Take various posistions around the warehouse. We don't want to be caught off guard. Let's get ready." They headed to the weapons room. Alice had her swords, a pair of pistols, and a AK-47. Claire grabbed her own handguns, a shotgun, and an AK-47. Carlos took 4 handguns, a sword, and a automatic. Adam grabbed 2 handguns, a couple of knives, and a couple of swords. He wore his swords on his back. The four of them made their way back into the main area.

"Be careful," Angie told Alice.

"I will." The four of them made their way to the door.

"You're clear," said Jill, from the second floor. And with that, the four of them went outside.

A/N. Please R&R. Hope you are enjoying. So the boy finally talked. The next chapter is where the fun begins. One of Alice's and one of Claire's is based on the trailer for the movie. I do not know how long this story is going to be, so don't ask.

Preview: Getting food.