"WAKE UP!"
Something thumped me on the head, and it turned out to be Tallahassee's hand. He was whispering urgently, and he was waking up both Wichita and Little Rock. "C'mon, get up! Hurry!"
"What's going… hmmmpft!"
Tallahassee covered Little Rock's mouth. "Zombies… lots of 'em." He whispered back, "This here lodge is near a town on the other side of the forest. Vegas said her traps might keep them at bay for a while, but we better get out before they come. Everybody head out front to the balcony, keep your guns with you."
I stood up and saw Vegas tying something to the balcony, which turned out to be a piece of rope. She mentioned to us as we got up. "They're already in the back yard and in the kitchen." She whispered as she pulled me forward. "Stay quiet and go down this way. The front door is locked, so it'll be a while before they get here. Get down and help Wichita and Rock when they come down. I'll cover you." She nodded at Tallahassee as he helped me on the rope.
"Nice and easy down, buddy." Tallahasse said as I gripped the rope, and slowly slid down the balcony. It was a slow decent, and I could already hear the zombies growling from inside the house. My feet touched the ground, and I mentioned for the two sisters.
Wichita nodded and made her way down. When she touched down, Little Rock followed and I raised my gun and checked around us for zombies. Finally, it was Tallahassee's turn.
Then I saw it… a pair of eyes by the trees, the gleaming white teeth in a snarl. I took aim and shot, and the zombie fell dead, just as the door in above us… where Vegas was still in, cracked open above us.
"VEGAS!" Tallahassee shouted as he jumped down from the rope and looked up. We heard her UZIs blazing, and her screaming as fought the zombies in the room. Wichita had started running, and slid into the driver's seat of Vegas' jeep. She started the jeep, and mentioned for us…just as Vegas jumped from the balcony.
She landed on the ground, rolled over and stood up, her hand guns blazing as she shot the zombies on the balcony and the ground, "GO! GO!"
The four of us scrambled to the Jeep, and she jumped in the back. The zombies followed us, and I could hear her rummaging in the back for more UZI bullets. "Head for the road!" She shouted as she continued to shoot the following zombies. Wichita made a left, and soon we were back at the road again. Vegas lowered her gun and panted. And then she laid down in the back and was silent.
"Vegas?" Little Rock said as she scooted into the back and looked at her. Vegas's eyes were closed, but they flickered as Little Rock touched her. She smiled, "I'm fine… I'm just… tired."
She closed her eyes again, Tallahassee scooted into the back with Little Rock. He touched her cheek, her neck and her arms, checking her for wounds. When his hand brushed against her thighs, the blade in her gauntlet extended, almost missing Tallahassee's hand, and then it retracted back. He looked at her only to see that her eyes were slightly open, and she was slightly smiling.
"I am not wounded." She whispered, "You guys were able to sleep, I wasn't. No sleep and all battle makes me tired."
Tallahassee smiled and crawled back to where her head is. He gingerly raised her head, and after adjusting his legs, he laid her head down his thigh, as he leaned back against the wall of the Jeep. Vegas looked at him, smiled, and her eyes fluttered closed again. Her breathing slowed as she fell asleep.
He looked at Little Rock, mussed up her hair and mentioned to go to the back seat again. I looked at Tallahassee as he nodded at me from the rearview mirror. "Can you read a map, Columbus?"
"Yeah… su.. sure." I said as I looked at Wichita as she drove. "Why… where are we headed?"
Tallahassee grinned at me as he looked down at Vegas, "We headin' down to the beach, buddy."