Here is the third part. Tuh Da. Hope you enjoy it.

Get the Shot

Cat made herself a bowl of Ramen and settled down on the couch in the living room

Cat made herself a bowl of Ramen and settled down on the couch in the living room. She thought about cleaning things up before she got comfy but the old couch cushions were just too soft for her to resist them. She instantly felt sleepy and happy as she sunk into the old musty couch. It was a very old couch, she remembered her aunt bought it the first day she moved in.

"Come Kitten help me pull this old thing outside," her aunt coaxed her out of her bedroom with the prospect of something to do.

"Why are you getting rid of the couch Aunt, where will we sit?" she stared at the little dirty couch poking halfway in the door, on its way to the trash heap.

"Since you're going to be staying here for awhile I thought we would go out and pick one together. Does that sound fun?" her aunt questioned hopefully.

"I guess so. Won't you miss your couch Aunt?" Cat remembered how she missed her old baby bed when her parents had gotten rid of it.

"I'm going to miss a lot of things Katherine, this couch will be the least of my worries," she starred at the couch when she said it with a lost look in her eye.

Cat hadn't understood what her aunt was talking about that day ten years ago, but she knew now. They had gone out to a bunch of second hand stores looking for the perfect couch. When they did not find one Cat's aunt drove them to a brand new furniture store and they picked one out. The couch hadn't been expensive but money was tight to begin with. Spending a little money didn't hurt though; it made the transition just that much easier.

Cat flipped the T.V on and started turning channels. Her aunt didn't really get any good channels, but Cat wasn't used to watching T.V anyway. She usually watched the news and sometimes an old movie would be on. Tonight she decided to settle on the action news, because she was bored. She knew it was awful to wish for something news breaking to happen but she couldn't help it. They always showed the same thing, dogs saving kids or someone finding a mauled baby in a gutter somewhere. Tonight was different though. The news woman was standing right in the middle of the storm. Cat couldn't tell what was behind her, it was so dark outside.

"Jeeze its not even 5 o'clock yet," she peaked out the window and looked up at the dangerous clouds.

She looked back at the T.V. She looked hard at the scene behind the women. She could just barley make out shadows moving around. Maybe it was a crowd of people watching them film, or maybe something really cool was finally happening. The news women didn't look as collected as she usually did. She almost looked scared

Cat got down on the floor and turned up the volume knob.

"I'm here downtown where a strange mob of people have begun randomly breaking into shops and attacking civilians," the news women said.

Cat just stared at the screen in awe. A mob attacking people? Didn't that usually happen when something cruddy was going on in society? She wasn't aware of any pay cuts or job losses, but then again she didn't really watch the news that closely.

"Police have been throwing smoke bombs and tear gas into the crowd but they don't seem to be affected…Wait! I've just got word that some of the police that entered the crowd earlier to try and calm the civilians have been spotted going along with the mob! This is just unbelievable...what the hell is going on!" the news women finally seemed to have lost her cool.

"Jay! Get me a close up on this! I don't care if you have to go down there! Get the shot!" Cat heard someone yell off camera.

The news women wobbled off camera as the camera man started walking towards the crowd. As he got closer Cat could make out some of the figures stumbling around. They looked sick and diseased, like zombies. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. This had to be some kind of joke or a movie stunt. There were no such things as zombies. There wasn't any disease that turned people crazy and flesh eating like in those movies her aunt watched. As she sat mesmerized one of the ghoul people grabbed a man that was trying to take pictures. Cat gasped as the poor man had his throat ripped out by this insane monster. It was impossible! This wasn't happening. It couldn't be happening. Then Cat thought about the dreams she had been having. Could she have really predicted this? She shook her head and dropped it into her hands. There were too many questions she couldn't answer for herself. Maybe she should just forget all of this and go to bed.

She began reaching for the knob without bothering to look at the T.V when she heard an explosion. She ripped her head from her hands and almost jumped to her feet. The camera man had made it down almost into the crowd. He had secured himself on top of a monument out of harms way. Cat gave him credit, he was incredibly brave. The huge booming continued and the camera man turned towards it. Zombie heads started to explode out of no where. Cat could not see what was hitting them, it just seemed like they were starting to blow up.

"Maybe it was some crazy disease, and now its making them combust," she almost prayed this.

The camera man shifted his camera to his other arm and pointed it behind him. Katherine Deschain had never been so shocked in her life. There standing in her T.V screen, giant coat billowing in the wind, was the man she had run into this very afternoon. She could only see his silhouette on the screen, and his smile. The street lights glinted off his teeth and his eyes.

"But they aren't really his eyes Cat they're just his glasses," she assured herself.

In his hand was what looked like an enormous hand gun. Cat had seen plenty of hand guns, she had even shot one once at a shooting range when her aunt dated a cop. But she knew this was no ordinary hand gun. They didn't have these out on the market where just any yuppie could go out and buy one.

The mysterious man started laughing and shooting at the mob. Heads were exploding everywhere and Cat could hear the camera man start to whimper. The giant silhouette began walking towards him with his gun pointed. He wasn't going to shoot the poor man was he! Cat had never been so scared for someone she didn't know. But even her fear could not pull her eyes away from the telly.

At the last minute the camera man jumped from the monument and dropped his camera. Cat could see his feet running away from it, and all the other zombie feet walking around it aimlessly. Then two huge pair of boots came into the lens' view. They stopped for a moment and then knees came into the picture. Slowly the cameras view skewed upwards until it rested on a face with dark hidden features. A great white smile spread across the screen and the deep red glasses glinted as the man tipped his head slightly to the side.

"It isn't polite to meddle in other peoples business," the man grinned even wider and slowly placed is hand over the lens. A sinister chuckle arose from deep within his throat, and the T.V screen went fuzzy.

Katherine just stood there starring at the fuzzy screen. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. It was impossible, she must be dreaming. She was sure she had dozed off while slurping up hot ramen and sinking into her loving couch. She snapped back to reality when the colorful beeping bars appeared on the screen. Something was really wrong. Something horrible was happening. She knew she should do something about it but what could she do? She was a sixteen year old girl home alone on a Friday night. Was there really anything that kind of person could do?

"You have within you right now, everything you need to deal with whatever the world can throw at you. Your past is not your potential."

Katherine Deschain ran up stairs to grab her jacket.