We last left the girls in a tight spot. What will their next move be? Read and find out. Don't forget to leave a review.

Wichita POV

I didn't remember where I was when I came to, the outside cold and Little Rock's warm body. I felt hungover, I needed water and some Advil fast. I patted her on the head in a failed attempt at waking her so I resorted to a light slap on the cheek. She stared at me all groggy and confused. "It's time to get up," I said shielding my face from the sun; it warmed up quite a bit from last night. We were both filthy, wet and thirsty. We stayed close to each other, taking no chances after last night. But the beast, whatever it was must have moved on by now. Right?

We found the outdoor restroom facility for campers, it took longer than I thought, especially when it came to pulling ourselves out of that hole. "Did you slap me in the face?" Little Rock asked, still waking up it appeared.

I couldn't help but laugh, "Just a tap." We had no other clothes, not even me after what happened with the car. I promised her I would get us new clothes even if we had to steal some off a clothes line. We each chose a shower stall; Little Rock did happen to have travel size soap but we both had to share. She joked about sharing a shower so long as I didn't stare or get soap in her eyes. We were back to back in our respective stalls and the first thing we got when turning on the hot water was a fill on blast of freezing followed by lukewarm, we shrieked and shuttered similtaniacly. "You have to be awake now!" I called over to her. What I got in response sounded like gurgling, "Don't worry I'll find us something to eat."

"Uh...that wasn't me..." I stopped scrubbing at my body long enough to hear more loud gurgling and growling, it was echoing from somewhere close by.

"Ok, we are out of here!" I turned off my shower, Little Rock did the same. We put on our still damp clothes and hauled ass out of there.

I had no plan. We needed a car and some weapon if possible but the only problem was where to find these things in a reasonable amount of time. We stuck to the path, Little Rock pointed to a sign, "Wichita, look! Ranger station!" In deed there was a ranger station but for all I knew it was an hour away, these woods were huge. We ran as fast as we could but it didn't take long to get out of breath; I needed to get in shape, man. "Come on, Wichita!" For a curvy runt she sure could rum let me tell you. The growling died down but that was no reason to stop, it took us 15 minutes to find the station, tiny cabin to be more precise.

I couldn't believe it was unlocked, lights out with no one in charge in sight. There was a CB radio left on, I tried calling out to anyone that might be out there. Little Rock found the arsenal, rifles in a cabinet. "Do you know how to use one of those?" I asked.

"I've played all the Call of Duty 's."

I walked over to her and took a rifle, loading it quickly which made her jaw drop. "Gun range when I was 12. I hunted deer before."

"How do I not know about this?"

I just smirked, "You know me, I don't like to brag."

She armed herself and we raided everything else we could get our hands on including the fridge. There was a jeep parked in back of the cabin but I couldn't find the keys. We rushed to it where I suspected we'd find the keys on the seat or maybe even in one of the visors. Nothing, we both looked around desperately and came up empty.

SMASH

The passanger side window exploded as two hands came through, lunging at Little Rock. In the confusion she pushed over close to me, narrowly missing the bloody looking hands of the park ranger. Little Rock couldn't control her screaming so I couldn't get a word in. I grabbed one of the rifles, aimed at this rabid ranger and fired. We were both in total shock, I just killed a man and it wasn't a cop like I had once imagined it would be if it ever came to a stand off.

"Wait! What are you doing?" I called to Little Rock who had the bright idea of getting out of the jeep and check out the corpse; I shot him right between the eyes.

"What was wrong with him? His eyes...all of the scars on him...Is he a zombie?"

I chuckled, "There's no such thing as zombies."

"Well not anymore since you just wasted this one."

She seemed way too excited about this, murder or not. I finally got her back in the jeep. I wasn't sure where to head next, we figured the next town over to get some clothes with the money potentially...

It was a ghost town. I mean that in the literal sense. Well no ghosts but no people either. Cars on the street were abandoned and store windows broken. "Hey, a lingerie store!" Little Rock pointed out.

"You want lingerie?

"Yeah...don't you think I'd look good in lingerie?" I knew she wanted my honest opinion but I couldn't help but smile at the thought of her prancing around in that. The store looked pretty shady, so I just told her we'd find another one. "Can you teach me how to shoot? You were really cool back there."

"Uh...sure," I said then immediately thought of something funny. "I owe you one for keeping warm last night with your monster boobs."

She laughed, "My what?"

"Well they did keep my torso toasty," I joked.

Oh course she had to change the subject and get all serious, "...Do you think that monster last night had anything to do with the ranger being like that?"

I distracted her by pointing to a goodwill up ahead; I knew what was happening but I think that it was both in our best interests to keep our minds off it... at least for a little while.

What terror awaits them next?