Tim, Kat, and Michelle silently walked down the streets of Denver. Tim and Michelle were obviously starting to get exhausted. They were dragging their feet and hanging their heads. Kat still had her pistol in her hand and was alert and jumpy to every little sound.
"Can we take a break," asked Michelle.
"Okay," said Kat as she went over to a liquor store and opened it. "Here we go."
Michelle and Tim rushed inside and sat down on the floor. Kat walked in cautiously and locked the door. While Michelle cracked open beers and started eating the candy off of the shelves Kat just walked over to the cigarette cabinet and grabbed 5 cartons of Marlboro's. She opened one and lit the cigarette. The nicotine tasted good after that morning's battle.
"God damnit Kat! Your not supposed to be smoking! It'll slow you down," shouted Tim.
"Tim, at this point in my life these are the only things that are keeping me from killing myself," Kat shouted back.
Michelle just sighed and rolled her eyes. They always fought like this when Kat smoked. The truth was that Kat had started smoking when she had to kill her own father about 2 years ago. It never slowed them down a bit. Time and Kat argued for a little longer then Tim finally gave up and sat back down. Michelle and Tim finished their beers.
"We should get going," said Kat as she stomped out her cigarette.
"Alright," said Time and Michelle as they got up.
They all left the shop leaving their messes. They walked in silence for over and hour.
"Look," shouted Michelle, pointing to a high window in a building.
The building sat nicely on the horizon. In one of the windows there were Christmas lights.
"Let's go," said Kat.
They all started walking towards the lights. They were walking briskly but hesitantly. They were all afraid that they were going to get attacked the closer they got to the lights. It took them 20 minuets to get to the building. The front doors were yanked off their hinges.
"I don't like the looks of this," said Michelle.
"Well, it might be the only chance we have to meet some more of the uninfected," said Kat.
"But, what if there's no one there," said Tim.
"There's always a chance and a doubt," said Kat.
They started walking up to stairs. The elevators were obviously out of order. When the infection struck the whole city pretty much shut down. TV and radio stations went first then the utilities. The lights were on the 5th floor. They all took a deep breath as Kat knocked on the door. When the door opened they were faced with a gun barrel.
"Who the fuck are you," shouted the person with the gun.
"We are uninfecteds, like yourself. My name's Kat. This is Tim and Michelle," said Kat calmly.
"Oh," Said the boy and lowered the gun. "Well come on in, my name is Jeff and I live here with my little brother Dustin."
Kat, Tim, and Michelle walked in and admired the house.
"Where are your parents," asked Michelle.
"Dead, the infection took them both," said Dustin.
Jeff and Dustin didn't look like they were related at all. Jeff was 5'8" with brown eyes and straight brown hair that fell down to his shoulder. Dustin was 5' with blue eyes and blonde hair. Jeff was skinny and Dustin was a little bit chubby.
Jeff looked Kat up and down obviously not sure if she was trustworthy. Dustin just went back into the kitchen and continued whatever it was he was doing. Tim was looking at Jeff thinking that him and Dustin would slow them down.
"What are y'all doing here? It isn't really safe to stay in on place," said Kat.
"What are you talking about," asked Jeff.
"Well the infected will come and if you don't move they'll know that you're here and send more to come for you until you're overwhelmed by them," replied Kat.
"What do suggest we do then? We have no where else to go," said Jeff his voice starting to rise.
"I suggest you come with us. We take refuge where ever we can find it but it's safer then just sitting around," said Kat.
"Let me sleep on it," said Jeff.
"Then we'll discuss it more tomorrow," said Kat.