Okay.
I'm really sorry.
I have been feeling glum because I've had no reviews and my best friend Black has left so I ditched this.
But it is now summer holidays so I will put my best into this story and not give up half way!
So as a sorry I will upload a chapter everyday this week until Friday.
Hope you enjoy and once again sorry .
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Act 4: 7 Wonders of the World
"What... Save the wor-"
"Right then! We're in town now so you have to be quieter! And also-" I stopped halfway through my sentence as I noticed they had both stopped paying attention to me.
I looked out of the window and saw what they were gawping at. The street was empty of life. Most zombies had probably been attracted elsewhere by various noises so all that was left was the aftermath. Windows smashed beyond repair, fire spreading like an unwanted disease, smoke filling the sky and covering the sun, bodies and limbs lay tossed here and there like they meant... nothing. I was angry. Pissed. Infuriated. What the hell was happeneing? Why was this happening?
We drove slowly down the high street, silently paying our respects for the dead. By the time I had woken from my haze, Steph was in the front seat with a sleeping Ash on her lap and Sam was on the phone in the back seat.
I tuned in to her conversation.
"Yeah we're safe. She said she would come for you guys. I don't know why! No one knows what goes through that girls mind. We're in the town. We're on our way. Don't wor- Oh! Lilly?"
Sam looked at me through the front mirror and asked, "Do you know where Austin lives?"
"Think so." I replied, "Next to the primary school right?"
"Yeah. So we'll be there. Promise. In a car. Um.. 4 seater. 4 of us. Yeah me, Steph, Lilly and her nephew Ash. We will squeeze in somehow. Yeah I was wondering that too. Lilly?" Sam asked.
"Yeah?" I looked up again.
"Where are we going?"
I was about to answer when something interesting and maybe useful caught my eye. I swerved the car suddenly and skidded to a halt.
I opened the door without a moments hesitation and ignored the angry voices of Sam and Steph. Cautiously, I crept up towards a burning police car that had seemingly smashed into a shop wall. I held up the edge of my hoodie to my mouth as the gas got thicker. The smoke stung my eyes like needles and stuck to the back of the throat but I continued.
Pulling down my sleeve, I smashed the front window with my arm. Rubbing my watery eyes, I saw the bodies of two dead cops. The smell of burning flesh filled my nose and made me gag. But I'm made of tough stuff so I blocked out the feeling of being sick.
I peered through the shattered glass to see if what I was looking for was there. No.. no...no... BINGO! I reached inside and busted the door open. Shit! I slashed my finger on the glass.
I sucked on my finger and with my other hand I grabbed the gun and bullets from the officers belt. Great, I thought.
I would have to get out of here soon.
The fire started licking the bottom of my feet and I turned around to run back to the car.
"Hello? Headquarters to Officer Murino?"
Ooh.
World why must you tempt me so?
Now that was the sound of something useful and utterly irresistible. Coughing and spluttering, I turned back and scanned the burning vehicle for the radio that seemed to be working. I spotted it on dash board and reached in to grab it. When half my body was in the car, I smelt the one thing I truly didn't want to. Oil.
Snatching the radio, I made a run for it towards the car.
Just as I was about to reach the car a huge explosion uprooted me from the ground and I was sent flying.
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Shit.
...
I can't hear anything.
I lifted my head slowly and see Sam running out to get me.
No.
Stay in the car.
It's dangerous.
I felt myself being lifted from the ground and carried princess style to the car.
Wow. Sam is stronger than expected.
She gently placed me into the drivers seat and looked me in the eyes. By this point I had my hearing back and was back to my normal self, if a little dizzy.
"Oye oye. Well that was something different. Thought that only happened in movies," I giggled slightly.
SLAP!
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Eyes wide with shock, I held my red cheek and looked at Sam. She had tears in her eyes but her face was completely angry.
"What's wrong with you?! Don't just run off without telling us anything, especially not towards a burning car! Not all of us are geniuses like you so I can never figure out what you're doing! Do you know how much that worries me? JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU'RE DOING AND I CAN HELP YOU! I'M YOUR FRIEND RIGHT!?" she screamed/sobbed.
I watched as her face was contorted with all different emotions surfacing at once.
"I don't want to put you in anymore danger than necessary. But I will tell you what I'm doing next time." I apologised.
Well, that's an apology from me.
"Ok. Sorry I slapped you. Are you hurt? And why did you go to that car?" she asked checking me over.
Hmm... Think I will keep the answer to thst last question a secret till we are all together. I slipped the radio and gun under my seat and focused on the first question.
I looked myself over.
All limbs attached. Bleeding from the head and finger. Gash across arm with some shrapnel stuck in it. I think it's glass. Other than that, I'm ripe as rain!
I never got that saying. Shouldn't it be ripe as an apple or something?
Anyway, Taking Sam's arm and putting it in my mouth, I held the glass in my arm, closed my eyes and tugged it it as hard as I could,
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!
I bit down on Sam's arm. Hard.
"OWWWWWW!" she screamed.
Ouch. My ears.
Using the bloody piece of glass, I sliced a piece of my school shirt off and wrapped it around my arm to stop the bleeding. Meh. It will have to do for now.
The blood from my head was starting to leak into my left eye so I cut some more off and wrapped it around my head. When I had finished my little first aid treatment, Sam had crawled back to her seat mumbling about bite marks and things. To my left Steph was holding a still sleeping Ash and was looking at me worried. She was always the quiet type but said the most logical, useful things at the best time. Looks like it was one of those times as she opened her mouth.
"You didn't answer the question."
I closed the door and started driving.
"Which question?" I asked curiously.
"Where are we going after we pick Austin and them up?"
"I thought I told you." I answered puzzled. "We're going to save the world!" I smiled genuinely.
She looked thoughtful for a second but the emotion came and went.
Well, better start heading to Austin then.
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Driving in silence isn't given enough credit. Sure music and chatting can be nice but driving in silence through a blazing town has a certain appeal. You're left to deal with your own emotions and thoughts to sort out so you're prepared for the next obstacle.
We had just left the town centre when the silence was broken.
"7 seats."
"What?" Sam and I turned to Steph at the random phrase.
"We need 7 seats and I see a 7 seater car. Unlocked." She said pointing out of the window.
Oh yes. Bringing them along was a good choice. Samantha, who gets on with it. Stephanie, who says the most useful shit.
I pulled up next to the 7 seater car. I had no idea what it was but it looked good enough.
Looking at the house it was parked infront of I made a quick assumption.
The car keys were in the car. Unlocked.
Idiots.
Peeking from a window was half of a womans face and from what I could see, she was frantically shouting to a person pacing infront of the door. So either she was being a bossy bitch or telling him to go get the car ready. Same thing.
"Lets go." I said sliding out of the car.
I walked around to the boot with Sam.
"Help me carry some of this please," I asked quietly.
She nodded and held out her hands for the bags. I gave her three bags to carry and took the last one.
I went back into the car and grabbed the two bags at the back. I also grabbed some essentials. The new gun and radio, my phone, the Sat Nav, some gum and a few CDs.
I slammed the door shut and locked the car leaving the keys on the roof. Ahh... I will miss my convertible. We had good times. Taking one last look at the car, I strolled over to the 7 seater which already occupied 3 people and some bags. I dumped the rest of the bags in the boot and hopped in the front seat.
I slid the radio and gun under the seat stealthily.
As soon as I slammed the door shut, the screaming woman from the window came running out.
I stepped on the gas and speeded off before she had the chance to catch.
Looking in my right mirror, I saw her collapsed on the floor crying her eyes out.
To be fair, I left you a Mercedes.
"Good spotting Steph." I smiled positively.
We all needed a bit of positivity right now. She nodded and with that smooth transition over, silence fell over the car again. It was strange getting used to the bulky 7 seater as the Mercedes was a much smoother, light weight ride. But I eventually got used to it. Okay. Time to evaluate the situation.
Apocalypse.
Elaine dead.
Sam and Steph and Ash.
7 seater car.
3 people to pick up.
We will need yet another smooth transition for us to all be safe.
Wait. Gaaah! Something isn't right. There's something I've missed.
Come on Lilliana think! It's something so obvious. Right infront of you. The reason behind everyth-
We just stole a car. That was far too easy.
I hadn't expected the owners to put up much of a fight but that was still way to quick... Austin's house.
"Sam. Austin's house is next to the primary school right?" I asked seriously.
"Yeah. We're nearly there. Why?" she answered.
Oh no. Oh please God no.
Why haven't there been any of those not-really-dead-but-is-dead things around while we've been driving?
They would all be attracted to noisy places right?
I turned into the street and my eyes widened with the sheer horror of the situation.
Sam and Steph had the exact same expressions.
"Guys... This just got a whole lot trickier."
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So there you have it.
Sorry yet again.
Check in tomorrow for the next installment.
Senpai out ~