Chapter 3
The food the soldiers were eating was noodles in a mess kit. The food had to be eaten cold due to the lack of wood in excess. The cold food seemed old, and the soldiers thought it was bland. There were only 50 kits left, and with 20 soldiers now food was to be wasted.
"Good grub, eh boys? Taught those Germans whose boss! Just a few more battles boys, then this war will be over."
"You got that right Captain! Can't wait 'til I can get back home to my wife and daughter."
"I can't either Corporal. Shouldn't be too much more until we can be back on U.S. soil." As he says this, a private runs up to him, blood dripping down his face, gore on his boots.
"Cap- cap- captain! Z-z-z-z-z-zombies! Killed the scouts, barely escaped." he manages to gasp out. The Private seemed to be very frantic and tense. He was jittery, and his whole face was whiter than snow. His uniform was tattered in many places and there were bite marks on his arms and legs.
"Private, calm down. There aren't any zombies here, you're safe."
"They, they, they bit me sir! What's going to happen?"
"Calm down. I don't think anything bad will happen. How are you feeling?"
"I feel kinda lightheaded, nauseous, and very, very hungry. Otherwise, I am great."
"Well go lie down, son; I'll have some food given to you. It ain't the best, but there's worse out there."
"Thank you, Captain."
"No problem, son. "
As the Private walks over to the bunks with a slight limp, John beckons to John. "John, I need to speak to you."
John walks over. "What do you need to speak to me about John?"
"You saw that scout, said he got bitten?"
"Yes sir, everyone did."
"I need you to kill him."
With that statement the memory floods back to him with a rush like a wave. The wave hits him and he passes out. He remembers everything. The shooting. His parents. The mafia. It all comes rushing back to him, as he remembers the night. He remembers sitting at the table where it all happened. The mafia kicking in the door. He remembered it all. He tried to explore the memories again, but he heard the distant call of Charley.
"John! JOHN! Snap out of it!"