She didn't like this.
The area was a suburb in the center of the city, the backyards were tiny and close to the building, just a walk away from the busy city.
"How can anyone live here? Its so close to the city, they probably can't get much sleep during the night." She commented, Balto just barked in response, agreeing.
The car stopped and she got out. Stopping to look around for a moment. Balto followed her, climb out her side of the car.
Glancing at one of the houses, she thought for a moment that she had seen someone. That wasn't a good thing. Usually that meant there were infected people nearby. But when she glanced back, there was no one.
She attached the car key to her pants' belt loops. Slowly, they began towards the house, she stopped, glancing at the driveway. Unlike most, the driveway didn't have grass growing through the concrete. The old red trunk wasn't rusty or show any signs that time had pasted it. It still looked like it had just been pulled out of the box even though it was years old. At least 50 by a rough guess of her own.
The house was the same, didn't show any signs that no one had been there for years unlike the other homes she'd been to. Even the nicest houses had long grass with vines growing up the side and into the sliding.
It was clear at this point to her that someone had been there.
So of course she knocked before entering.
No answer so she took a step back before kicking the door down. The dog barked several times.
"Shhh" she told him with a flat hand.
She pulled out the gun and pointed it forward with both hands gripping it. Her hands lightly shook till she realized it and tightened her grip. The gun shot around the room.
The only light came from the open door and it barely lite the room. She took a few more steps into the room. "Jess! Jess! If you're in here, come out! I-I'm uninfected and I-I've heard you on the radio" She paused.
"Please don't blow up the city! I know it can be hard being alone" She said quietly and lowered gun as she went down the hallway. The tan carpet looked like it had been cleaned recently. There wasn't dust on the pictures that hung on the wall, the shelves were clean of dust as well. It was surprisingly clean, nice. It somehow reminded her of her own home.
She pushed open the last door open in the hallway. It looked like the room of a young girl. It was pink. Stuffed animals were all over.
The gun was at her side at this point, she didn't even think she'd use it.
Balto started to growl.
She looked down at the dog then back up.
"Back down Balto!" She yelled at the infected person who jumped at her.
She dropped to the ground. Her eyes closed. The gun fired.
Balto growled as she opened her eyes to the dead body on top of her. She backed away and the body fell, the head crashed to the floor with a bang.
She was unable to stand up as she just stared at the body.
His body. The body of the police officer who had risked his life for hers was laying on the floor as it was being eaten. A dead moan escaped his body. She slowly entered the room, holding up the pair of guns. One turned, something dropped from his mouth and the guns fired.
"Oh god" She covered her mouth before running out of the room and into the bathroom. It had only been luck that she had found the room so easily.
Her breakfast came up and out like that. "Fuck" She said after a few minutes, still sitting by the toilet with Balto next to her. He licked her cheek and she patted his head.
"I don't think he's here" She said with some trouble. She took some of the toilet paper and wiped her mouth before flushing the toilet.
It took a moment before she could get up.
She slowly walked out of the room then downstairs. Before leaving, she had to at least check this one last time.
The basement wasn't as normal as the first floor had been. The walls had sliding sliver walls while the carpet was black. A small office was in a nearby room. It was where the station had been broadcasting. It was all set up. Looking around, this was the only room where nothing seemed to have been touched.
Running her finger down the radio panel she was able to pick up the dust on it.
She stopped and turned on her hand held radio.
His station was still playing some Seether song.
"Damn"
Balto sniffed around, but didn't find anything either.
She left the office and closed the door to look out the window. The window was surprisingly cold and she rested her head against it. Her breathe showed on the window.
She sighed.
Looking down she saw words on the window. Or at least it looked like words. She blew on the window, each word showed up, just like that.
If u're reading this then u shouldn't be. Go to South Washington Avenue. Then to go the last house on the block.
When she breathed more she found a map, she smiled and followed with her finger before it disappeared.
"Found him" She said with a smirk.
Looking down at her shirt she noticed the blood and pulled it off as she walked out the front door. She at least cared enough to place the door back in its spot.
The clothes were thrown in the back of the car and she quickly changed into a pair of blue jeans and a black turtle neck over. For once she was glad she had put an emergency bag in all the cars. She washed off her hands with some liquid then got in her car to take off.
They were all set to go in two minutes.
It was different this time around. They only had a few hours before night fall...