We all walked back to the saloon. I felt so nervous and alone now. I knew they were going to blame it all on me! All because things seemed to just happen at the time of my appearance. I bet they are going to kill me or force me to go out to the world of the dead. I placed my hand slightly over my hip to double check on my pocket knife. It was still there and ready for use. Should the need arrive.

I took a seat on one of the tall up and down chairs, whatever they are called. Tammy and Damion sat next to each other, but away from me. Rustle was sitting right behind me. I could tell he was keeping an eye on me. Carren, Mark, or Peter didn't make an appearance. I doubted that we would ever see Jennifer again.

"I assume that we are all here. Those of us still alive anyway," Rustle said.

"I didn't do anything to them. It seems like I did, but I didn't," I responded. I sounded more angry and hurt than scared. I was glade for that.

"Would you mind if we talked without you?" Tammy asked.

I frowned a little. "No, I wouldn't," I said and got up. I walked past Rustle. I was glade I wouldn't have to tell them about the colt people I saw outside not that long ago. I walked out the door and closed it behind me. I didn't want to pry; I had a hunch of what they were going to say. I just walked over to the food court.

It seemed cold and empty. I looked at the wooden boards that covered the broken glass windows. I looked away and walked behind the McDonalds counter. I poured myself something to drink. A coke-a-cola as it was called. Now, it comes in limited portions, which will soon run out. I hopped over the counter and took a sat at one of the nearest tables. The chairs were small steel chairs that were spray painted black.

I sat down thinking of all the events that had just happened. The virus hit, I came here. I cut Jennifer's arm off, then I saw the colt. Soon, people started going missing. It was all happening too soon for my taste. It's only been two days, soon to be three. I hate these damn surprises! Why did it have to happen to me? I took a sip of my tasty coke. I felt myself becoming soothed, just a little.

Why did I have to get blamed for it all anyway? I mean, it could just as easily be one of them. One of them, The thought snapped inside me like a twig, or all of them? Could this all be some deadly game they started, just to see how long until I go insane? If it was only one of them, then who could it be?

That wouldn't explain the colt though. I took a longer sip of my drink. This coke seemed to have a different, more flavorable taste for some reason. I didn't really care much, I took another quick sip. The colt I saw had way too many people in it. I only saw seven people in this plaza. There were way too many that saw outside, on that day. What if they were all in the colt? I just neglected to meet the other members. It could all be some kind of cover up, and they are discussing how long until they get me. Deciding on if they want to use me for some evil sacrifice or something like that. I looked down at my soda, and took the finishing sip.

I slammed the cup on the table. I looked back up at the wooden boards. Maybe the break in wasn't an accident? Maybe the zombies were there to help cover up their secret? My vision soon became blurry. I blinked a few times, but that only gave me a headache. I held my forehead a little, and felt myself becoming sleepy. Oh dammit, I thought quickly before passing out!

Several people came out from the back doors. They were hooded and cloaked in black velvet. There was a gold trim around the front of the hoods. They all came and surrounded the unconscious corpse of Charlene. She was one of the ones who had made this plaza a safe zone. If you could it safe that is.

They moved aside as a few other members came carrying a large portable bed. The few people surrounding her and bent down and picked her body up. They carefully placed her body on the bed. It took four people in total to carry her on the bed. They took her to the back rooms. One of the other members unlocked a silver cage door and held it open. The four members carried her inside and place the portable bed on the ground. They picked up her body and placed it on the larger bed. They rolled up the portable bed and took with them when they left. The other member closed the door and locked it back up again. It wouldn't be too much longer until Charlene would awaken. Their leader was looking forward to it.

I blinked my eyes for a few minutes to get my vision back into focus. I felt like I was having a hang over. I only had one once, that was after I went to a party I wasn't supposed to go to. After that, I never drank again. I hated the headaches. I took a quick glance around.

"This isn't right," I muttered to myself. I wasn't in the plaza, this couldn't be the plaza. I turned my head to look to my right side. Too fast, I thought to myself. Things went spinning for a little bit, then came back to normal. I sat up slowly and saw some people. They were hooded and cloaked in black. They were the colt!

I could stare. One of them turned and saw me. The person walked up to the cage. The person removed their cloak…I was stunned. It was…Roberta!