Where Do We Go From Here
Fluffy-142
Sup Guys? The Fluff man back again with part 2 of WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE. This is a cool special treat for you. Just so you know, I spelled "Ashlynn wrong. It's actually Ashlyn with one "n". Two chapters in one day! Hope you guys enjoy! I now introduce to you:
Chapter 2: RUN!
As we heard the screaming come closer, and closer, so did the realization. We all hopped into the trucks, and took off down the road, we searched for a place to hide and last out the horde. I had suggested the root cellar in my back yard, but 8 people in a 5x7 room, was not a good idea. We needed to find somewhere away from the city and large enough for 8 people to stay comfortably, with shooting room as well. The school was immediately looted for supplies. We made several shivs, med kits, and a few nail bombs with help from the janitor's office. Along with some duct tape, and other miscellaneous items from the lockers, we were set to head off. After stopping at my parent's house for the rest of the weapons and ammo from my dad's gun case, we headed north again. We had a place in mind, but the hard part was getting to it. My dad had a friend whose mom had a small farmhouse.
"So, where are we going again?" Rebecca's voice crackled over the radio after about an hour of driving. I picked up the other one, and explain the situation.
"Were going to Chuck's mom's farmhouse, it's still about 10 min up the road. It'll be easy to defend, the open fields will give us a great lookout, and the woods will give us shelter if we're overrun or for food. I used to hunt deer on this last back when I was a kid. So, status update, how's everyone holdin' up?"
After a few seconds, she replied back:
"We're Fine back here."
"Well, if you guys are okay, we're gonna sprint this last .5 mile. I can hear them again." With that I hang up the radio, and I increase the speed of the another 2 min, we're there.
The house wasn't much, three bedrooms one bathroom, a kitchen, a living room, and only a few windows. Thank God. It was almost dark, as we barricade the door with any spare furniture, and boarded up the windows with the extra wood from the old barn. Other than no heat, a few beds, the four blankets we found in the closet, and no electricity, it was a fine place. We found Chucks old bow in his room from when he was a kid. We brought the 2 ½ dozen arrows from my house with us as well. Good call. Having left all the blankets to the girls, the guys took the first watch.
We've only got about 12 rounds each for the shot guns, loads of rifle rounds, and a few magazines worth for the pistols. We sat on the verandah, locked and loaded. All eyes on the door and all ears open for what we knew was coming in the next two hours. As we sat in silence, the screams and moans of the infected slowly drew nearer.
I must have dozed off for an hour or so, because I woke with a start to James quietly tapping my arm. I start to say something, but he immediately pushed his finger to his lips. And I heard it. Clump! Clump! Moan! I silently mouth the words "Holy Shit" as I listen to the jerky, lumbering movements of a zombie on the porch. As I listen carefully, I pick up the soft crunch of feet it the loose dirt of the driveway. Along with the slight rustle of harvested corn stalks in the rear field, I realize that the house is completely surrounded.
We silently woke the girls. Rebecca and Jess were in the closest room to the kitchen. Kaitlyn and Debra were opposite them, and Ashlynn was closest to the verandah, as Bransin insisted. We had instructed them to load their weapons in the trucks, as to not make unwanted noise when the time came. From the several sounds of footsteps, I had counted 14 infected. That didn't include the possible others that could be lurking in the woods just 600 yards away. As I had explained before we turned in:
"Don't hesitate to shoot." As I said more to Ashlyn more than anyone else
"You all know how to use these, do you not?" I watched as everyone gave me nods, and thumbs ups, all but poor Ashlyn. Bransin volunteered to keep her safe and a good thing too. I was not going to leave anyone behind. Not today, not ever. As I stared around our circle, I furthered my explanation in hushed voices.
"Once the first shots are fired they're all going to attack the house. Jess, that bow of yours is going to come in handy for stealth shots, so go loud with the rifle. The 22's are going to be the quietest, so everyone start with those. You're gonna have to put a few in them for the kill."
"What are we gonna do if they get into the house?" Kaitlyn said. She has long brown hair pulled into a pony tail, a larger build, and isn't one of the most accurate with weapons. We had all agreed to keep an eye on her in case things go to shit.
"Yeah, what will we do?" Debra resounded. She used to be James' girlfriend, but they're just friends now. As I started to think about it, I didn't know the answer myself.
"Well, if that DOES happen, we'll get up into Pap's hollow on the hill. Right above that is a trail that leads back into town. We got everything out of the trucks right?" Everyone nodded in turn.
"Good, because if things go wrong, we won't be seeing those trucks soon." I say a little disheartened.
"All right, everyone get into position, and WAIT FOR MY SIGNAL. Once we start, they're gonna do anything to get into this house."
As we all headed to our spots, I picked up that all too familiar clicking noise.
End of Chapter 2
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