I had taken over driving for a wile to let Effie get some sleep. She crashed for about three hours before waking. "It's fine Eff, just go back to sleep."
She yawned. "I don't think I can. I'm not use to being able to sleep for more than a few hours at a time."
"I know the feeling."
We were about to slip into another awkward silence before a question popped into my head. Now that I think about it, it's something I should have asked a few day's ago. "Effie?"
"Mmm?" she muttered. I glanced over and saw she was half asleep already, eyes drooping again. Right when I decided to leave her be for a wile she stirred again. Jerking into full awareness. "Yes?" she asked.
"Just wondering," I paused, "but what happened to you? How did you get out of the building?"
"Oh, uh...well, after our argument," she began, "I went back to the stock holders and they were all cannibal freaks. Now that I think about it I should have turned and went back out the door, but I wasn't really thinking and went for the telephone by the window instead.
"I was so scared. I knew what was happening of course, but I hadn't seen it up close yet. So, anyway, I stupidly went to the phone and I started dialing, I don't even know who I was calling, but one of the zombies came towards me and I kicked him. I tore my skirt but that didn't really matter. The thing was though my heel went into his heart. It was stuck.
"I had to grab the table to keep my balance as I tried to pull my shoe out, but it wasn't working. I pushed the heel deeper in, there was this horrid smoshing sound, and the thing just dropped dead. Actual dead dead, not undead.
"Then there was another one coming towards me and since the heel thing worked with the first one I took off my other shoe and hit it in the temple with the heel. I was high on Adrenalin so it took no effort for the heel to go in. Dead." She snapped her fingers on the last word like she was talking about how to get a stain out of a white shirt.
"Wait a second. Wait, wait, wait. Hold the phone...You killed zombies with a pair of high heels?" I didn't even attempt to hide the astonishment in my voice.
"Yep."
"So how did the virus get around the building?"
She sighed, "I had opened the door and the other zombie stock holders got out. They already bit a few people before they were killed and no one wanted to admit they were bitten. The whole floor was put under quarantine, but they let me take this three year old who was lost down to her mother. Turns out the girl wasn't clean. The mom was pregnant and turned pretty much as soon as the girl bit her, even though the girl wasn't showing any signs yet. I got out of there as fast as I could. I was the only one fast enough and close enough to the doors to escape the quarantine. The odds were in my favor." She shrugged.
Her eyes were on the road but I could tell her mind was at that day.
"It's not your fault."
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