Thank you for the lovely reviews! I don't have the best memory of the parts of Joel and Tess, even though I beat the game three times, so please forgive me if I do get something wrong, but it is my story, so I am going to change things around.
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I kept my distance, not wanting to catch their attention. Last thing I needed was to become a part of nature or become a great log thing that the spores can spread and grow upon. I ducked behind rubble, corner's, bushes and any large objects, such as cars that could hide me. Even though I was far, I felt anxious. I mean, what happens if they turn around? I'm not the most hide-able thing around here. Who wouldn't get suspicious about the mysterious shadow following them trying to act like a wooden plank? I'm not the most silent person when it comes to tailing people. The last time I attempted this daring stunt was like two, maybe three years back, and it ended so horribly. Let's just say if it weren't for my infected siblings, my brain would have painted the dirty ground a lovely shade of rosy, dark red. I sighed deeply to myself. I really hated that I always broke my promises of staying away from stupid, idiotic, and daring ideas that involved a very high risk of death and yet I still did the damn thing! I mean, I felt a tad bit guilty of not saving the survivor's but then again they did had a shotgun pointed right at my forehead after I accidentally slipped on a slippery floor, falling out of my hiding spot and blowing my cover. They didn't pull the trigger because when I fell, I banged my head on the damn floor which set pain through my body. And, out of my human instinct, I grasp my head to stop the throbbing pain, somehow pushing my hoodie back revealing my non-mutated face, which stop them. And somehow, we made a lot of noise that my infected siblings heard and they bashed through the door and tackled the human's.
God. It still chills me to the very bone when I think about that day. Their screaming, the sound of their skin being rip apart, the screaming and chewing of my infected siblings as they feasted on them still echoed in my ears as if it happen yesterday. I just remember fleeing out of there as fast as I could, trying escape the scene. It was too painful to watch. To hear. To hear them, the survivors screaming for help, because I was them once and I was in that same position. I can terrifyingly remember watching a group of runner's rip my parent's apart in the hospital. Then it was my friends as we tried to escape our quarantine zone after it got overrun. All it took was one damn idiot sneaking in a recently infected person for damn money. And it resulted with me losing my twin, my family, my friends, and somewhat my humanity. I lost everything in one day because of that one idiot.
I pressed myself against the side of a brick building and peered around the corner as I watched the human's, my human's to be more exact, approach a blue door. I could smell the scent of various humans that seem strangely close by. Is there a quarantine zone around here? I watched as the woman opened the door and entered the dark building, then the man followed, gazing around to see if they weren't being followed, but since he couldn't see me he turned around closing the door. I was more surprise that I didn't smell any of my brother's or sister's. Usually they would be in nearby buildings hiding in the dark with the spores that flourished like wildfire inside. Might be because those group of soldier's I always spot from my safe house office building cleaned them out. I really don't understand why they take their searches all the way where I am currently staying. The office building is like in the mid-center, but slightly on the outskirts of the city. I think people would have a lot more common sense to stay away from the city. I mean, c'mon. It's common zombie 101 knowledge. Never enter the forsaken and verified death cities! There's more infected in the inner cities than the outskirts or edge of the damn cities! But human's are too naïve for their own good freaking sake to use their common sense!
I step away from the wall and quietly and quickly sprinted my way to the same blue door that my human's went through. I feel like I branded them or something because I just realized I was calling them MY human's. I slowly grasp the rusty door knob, that looked like it was going to break off at any moment, and very gently turned it. I finally heard the click that told me that the door was now able to be open. I felt my heart rate slightly accelerate at the nervousness I was feeling. I have to admit, my chest was starting to lightly ache. My heart has been beating very slowly after I turned. It's been beating like eight beats per minute or something. My heart has been pretty much in a dormant state, beating slowly as if I was in a coma or if I was bleeding out slowly, but it was managing to keep me alive. I pressed my other hand against the metal blue door, trying to keep the door movement as quiet and unnoticeable as possible. I managed to open a slight crack, but stopped when I heard their voices. But I think they didn't hear me for their voices didn't change tone. I slowly moved myself to the other side of the door and sucked in my stomach as I squeezed through the crack as silently as I could. Each little noise made me more paranoid by the second. I closed the door, being very careful to not make the loud clicking sound doors made when they shut. Once closed, I crouched down all the way to the floor, blending in with the darkness and cautiously crawled my way to them, stopping and pushing myself closer to the floor.
"Grab the ammo on the table Joel. Might come to good use," stated the woman as I watched her point at the only table in the entire room. The, who might be this Joel guy, man grab a tiny object off the table, grabbing my attention. I watched as he opened it and begun to mutter what sounded like number's, while the woman knocked on another metal door that was in the room that I didn't see. I adverted my attention from the man to the door as it started to open. I watched as a young child pop his head into the room and gazed at the woman with confusion. I tilted my head in confusion also. I haven't seen a human child since I was like fifteen, after I changed and everything happen. Considering the fact that it was dangerous for a woman to get pregnant when I was still human in the year 2013 I believe, before the outbreak happen. Being pregnant made a woman incapable of running away or to fight, which resulted her instant death. And because medical supplies were not in stock, so child-birth would be very painful.
I watched as the woman take out what looked like a green slip of paper from her back pocket and held it in front of the human child. I watched as the human child eyes widen in happiness and he made a grab for it, only for the woman to rise it slightly away from his reach. What was she doing? "This ration card is yours if you check our path is cleared and of Robert's men. Understand?" questioned the woman. The human child nodded his head and the woman give him the green paper. What was a ration card? I remember a lot but my memory is somewhat fried so I don't remember a lot of words. But I never heard of a ration card. I've remember food stamps, but not ration cards. The human child closed the door and I could see him run by a window that was in this building.
"Tess. Are you sure this is our Robert?" questioned Joel. I gazed between him and the woman, Tess, who was currently leaning against the metal door, with her arms cross. Robert? Who's this Robert guy that got them so uptight?
"Yes Joel, this is our stupid Robert," answered Tess, "The very same bastard that owes us some gun's." Did she just say gun's? I slightly started to shake at the memories of my near death encounter's with gun's.
"You sure you wanna go through with this? You know Robert's little henchmen will be guarding the shipyard."
"I know Joel. We've been there plenty times before, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind us putting some bullets in his guards heads," replied Tess with a slight smirk. That smirk scared me more than my near death experience at the end of a shotgun! What have I gotten myself into?!
"And what happen if shit goes south?" questioned Joel. Tess shrugged her shoulder's.
"Kill everyone. Kill or be killed," she answered simply. How can both of them speak so calmly about killing people? It sounds like killing people is a job they do on regular basis. Suddenly, the human child came back and banged on the window, before running to wherever he was needed. Tess opened the door. "Let's go before we lose Robert again." Joel said nothing but followed. The metal door closed behind him, but it didn't close all the way. The door was slightly ajar. I could see my human's go around a fence, escaping my eyesight. I slowly got up from the ground and tip-toed my way to the metal door. I tugged it open even more and peered my head around the door. I could see human's everywhere. Waiting, many doing nothing. I was about to turn around when the thought of being found out and the thought of death screamed at me in every direction, but I didn't follow these nut jobs for a half hour for nothing. Fighting against my best judgement I took my first step into a quarantine zone.
Zones that I tried to stay as far away due to the horrible memories.
"Okay...into the city...what have I gotten myself into?" I questioned to myself.
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