January 6th, Day 16
I just woke up an hour ago but the others filled me in on what happened. Apparently, after I got hit in the shoulders, some random people wearing black came out and surrounded my party. They put bags over their heads, cuffed their hands together with plastic and brought us to their camp, wherever it is.
"You there, stop writing," a woman in black pointed at me. She was beautiful with her long, flowing brown hair. Her brown eyes burned with a passion for revenge. She pursed her lips while she looked over us, but her eyes stopped on me and she smiled with a look of lust. "The person who I told to stop writing, come with me, we are going somewhere where… we cannot be bothered by these people." She pointed to the flap of the tent then walked; no, I wouldn't say "walked", but she swayed her hips while strutting until the flap of the tent was closed.
I set my notebook down, stood up without using my hands and walked outside with one last glance at the others with a look that said 'help me.'
The flap of the tent fell behind me and I felt something hit the back of my knees, making me buckle. A bag slipped was slipped over my head and I was pulled back to my feet and dragged along.
I don't know how long it was, but on the way to where I was going, I heard trucks driving and backing up, men and women talking and laughing.
We stopped, my knees buckled again and the bag was taken off of my head. I looked around the tent and it was a simple tent. It had a folding cot, bed sheets folded at the end of the bed with one pillow on top. There was a folding desk at the back of the tent, with 4 lamps dotting around the room. The lamps were lit, but they were candle lamps, so they didn't give off a lot of light; there was little electricity running this far into the Great Panic.
"What do we have here?" asked a man that had years of a combat experience under his belt. He was wearing Army ACU's. He had regulation short white hair with a bald spot in the back.
"This is the leader of the survivor group we ambushed," the woman told the man in Army ACU's.
"Ah yes," the man said as he walked around the desk. "What is your name?" He asked as he stood in front of me and looked down upon me.
"Captain M. Petramala, United States Marine Corps, retired. Serial number 664268854." I recited as I was told to back in PLC if I was ever captured.
"Do you know why you are here Captain?" The man asked and I repeated the same thing. "Ok…. You are on my property, Captain. I can very well have you sued just for trespassing." He calmly told me. "Oh, were are my manners, I am Major General Charles Manchester and this is my Secretary, Sarah, who you already met."
"Hi," She said with a lustful tone then winked at me.
"You can either get off my property or you can be shot. Your choice." He said, standing up.
"I only have two questions for you Major Gen," I said while getting up, "first question: How can we be trespassing on your property, when you brought us here and my second question is this: How the fuck can you hold onto property while the whole world has gone to shit?!"
"To answer questions, here are my answers: I am really greedy, to put it simply, and you were on my property two days ago. And letting you guys go will only be a mistake." He said while sitting down behind his desk, pretending to go through a stack of paper.
My knees buckled and the bag was slipped back on. Fuck.
I don't know how long it was, but it took 436 steps from the Major General's tent to where we are being held.
I entered through the tent flap and sat down in front of the others.
"So, what happened?" James asked.
"Well, to put it simply: we are trespassing and he's going to sue us or shoot us and here's the fucked up part, he's keeping us here."
"That makes no fucking sense, whatsoever!" Danny exclaimed.
"I know,"
"That makes as much sense as $3 hooker going to a $2 convention without any singles." James said then everyone grew silent.
"No, James, just no."Colt said while James kept asking "what?"
"Captain, get your friends moving out of the tent with everything but their weapons." Sarah ordered as she barged into the tent.
"What? Why? What for?" I asked.
"No questions or I'll have to torture you." She said slyly with a hint of lust in her tone. Carol stared at her like she was going to kill her by…ripping her throat out.
"Um…ok…well you heard her guys, let's get out of here." I said while standing up.
"Yes, everyone grab your stuff except for you, my little torture buddy." Sarah ordered then pointed at me at the last part. I made sure just by pointing to myself and gulped when she nodded.
In all my years of living, that was the only time I was flustered.
Everyone was dragged outside the tent and Sarah pushed me to the floor. I pushed myself all the way until I touched a back pole of the tent, where, apparently, all the cushions were.
I don't know how but then she straightened my legs since they were up and sat on my stomach and started unbuttoning my BDU blouse.
"Wha-wha-what are yo-you goin-going to-to-to do with-with me?" I asked while stammering and trying to get out of her leg grip of death.
"What does it look like?" she asked calmly, while kissing me and she cut the plastic cuffs that tied my wrists together.
"Changing my clothes because they are all sweaty?" I asked after she took off my Olive Drab under shirt.
"We can go with that," She said while trying to undo my Marine Corps Martial Arts Belt. I grabbed my belt, put the bottom of my boots on to the Succubus's stomach and pushed the demon off of me. I got up and put my long sleeved OD shirt and put on blouse.
"What's your problem lady?!" I asked while buttoning up the jacket.
"I haven't had sex in…," she counted her fingers for a couple of minutes, "… 20 months."
I just stood there; looking at her while she stood up. She charged at me and I didn't know until the last second. I grabbed one of her extended arms, swung her around my body once and let her go. She stumbled and fell. But she got right back up and did it again, but this time, I dodged her grasp, rolled and slipped under the tent in one fluid movement. I got up and ran behind another tent. It was night out but lamps were lit so I could see fairly well. I looked to my right and there was a kid who starred at me, wide eyed.
I grabbed the kid's head and punched him in the head hard enough to knock him out. I picked up the weapon which was an AK-101. I grabbed the ammo belt and vest and put them on. I checked the magazine to see if there were any bullets left. There was. I re-inserted the clip and made sure the others had ammo also. I grabbed the kid's baklava and sunglasses and put them on. I walked out from the shadows of the tent and looked at everything that was inside the camp.
IT WAS FUCKING HUGE!!
I made my way over to where the others are being led to.
"Where are these prisoners being taken to?" I asked the guards while I jogged up.
"The 'Main Man' wants to see them." One of the two guards said.
"I can take them from here; go back to the Mess Tent to get some coffee or something." I suggested.
"Coffee does sound good. Alright, you can. Good luck though, he's being a-."
"Anyone of you guys see the leader of this party?" Sarah ran up and asked me. My answer was just the shake of my head. "Fuck what about you two?"
"We ain't seen nut in ma'am." The first guard answered
"Yup, we just see these guys here and that's it really." The second guard responded.
"Hmm….What was your name again, you with the sunglasses?" she asked me with a suspicious look in her eyes.
"My name's Dave."
"Ok Dave, why are you wearing sunglasses when its…," she looked at her watch, "10 O'clock at night?"
"Pink eye, maybe?"
"I don't believe it Captain!" She yelled as she pulled off my baklava. I kicked her in the stomach and rounded to where I shot the two guards from the hip in one movement. I ran over to my friends and untied them and took off their masks.
"Let's try and find the armory so we can get our weapons back." Colt suggested.
"You have any idea where it's at?" James asked.
"Yep,"
"Then you're on point," Ken ordered while he handed Colt one of the AK's. He just sighed while shaking his head.
We started off then I started hearing moaning coming from Sarah. "Hold up!" I shouted and they waited. I bent over her and whispered to her, "sorry about this," then I knocked her out with the butt of my AK.
"It's in here," Colt said then went inside the tent. We followed inside with me, Ken and Colt scanning the room for hostiles. It was clear.
"Holy zombie Jesus on a pogo stick!" James exclaimed.
I shook my head at the outburst then I looked around for my sniper.
After looking for awhile I found my stuff sitting next to Carol's. "Found our stuff Carol." I shouted while raising my Mollie pack and weapon in one hand and her stuff in the other.
"Alright guys, let's get some supplies then we can get out of here." Danny said after we found all our stuff.
"I got something I need to take care of. I'll meet you guys at the main gate." I said while picking up a timed C4 bomb and shoved it into a pouch on my vest. I grabbed another one and set the timer to 30 minutes. I set the C4 next to the most overflowing box that held a lot of ammo and was near the explosives. I quickly grabbed a shotgun and a couple of handfuls of shells and put them into my pockets. "You guys go, you got 28 minutes till this thing blows up!" I ordered.
"Alright, alright. Hold onto your panties while you clean the sand out of your vagina." James said as he herded the others out.
I swept under the tent and ran.
I came up behind the tent of Major General Charles Manchester and entered in.
"Why are you here?" He asked with surprise in his voice once he saw me.
"This," I said then hit him with the butt stock of my new M3 shotgun. "Stay in your seat or I'll blow your fucking head off!" I ordered as I pointed the muzzle directly in front of his face. He raised both his arms and I went to work sticking the bomb where it won't be seen and set the timer for 10 minutes.
After I set the timer, I was on my back, trying to defend myself from my neck being sliced open from a knife. I put my boots onto Manchester's stomach and pushed him off me. I scrambled to my feet and shot him with my shotgun. He staggered back and fell from another shell. I walked over and nudged his side to see if he was going to move. Stone still.
I picked him up and put him into his chair. I started the timer on the C4 and just got he fuck out of there.
After running for 10 minutes, Manchester's tent blew up. I turned back around after watching the boom and airborne shuffled to the fence. I started hearing a faint sound that was growing and growing with every step into the inky blackness. The sounds were the insistent moans of the undead at the fences.
"Holy fuck!" I breathed. I then heard the sound of shoes scuffling on the ground behind me. I turned to see what it was and it was Sarah sprinting at me like a fucking cheetah. Then wham! We both on the ground, but with the wind knocked out of me and on my back with her on top. She was on me like a hobo on a baked potato.
"Now, where were we?" She asked me then without waiting for an answer, pulled me up by the collar and kissed my cheek as I turned my head. "Why must you -." She was interrupted by the honking of two Hummvees'.
"Let's go 'Piglet', we're burning gas here!" James shouted from the driver's door.
"Gotta go!" I said while pushing her off and ran to the Hummvee with James in it. I climbed into the passenger seat and yelled out "punch it!"
"You're not leaving without me." Sarah said as she climbed opened the back door and climbed over Ken.
"Fine! Whatever, just man the .50." James said then hit the gas. The Hummvee lurched forwards, broke through the gate at 60mph, ran over some G's and hit a dirt path.
"Red Ghost. This is Charlie Man, come in Red Ghost." James spoke into the CB radio.
"This is Red Ghost, go ahead Charlie Man." Crackled the radio.
"Give me that," I said while grabbing the receiver from James. "What's the status on your end?" I asked.
"All four of us are accounted for, but Jenna's having a fit that Danny's bleeding foot is on her lap."
"What happened?"
"Got a little bit shrapnel, not bad though. But he did get shot in the ass. He's fine though."
"That's good. We have one extra on the 50, what about you guys?"
"I see the whore. We picked up a kid and he's on our Mk.19 (for those who don't know, a Mark 19 is a rapid fire grenade launcher, it's like the one you use in the mission 'Shock and Awe' in Call of Duty 4).
"Very nice. I'm changing this Hummvee's call sign to my call sign I had back in the Wars for my Hummvee. You guys mind?" I asked the mike.
"Anything better than "Charlie Man", so were fine on this end."
"How about we go with Demon's Hell?" I asked again.
"I like it," Colt said.
"Same here," Ken and Sarah said in unison.
"Alright Red Ghost, good luck tailing us since James is driving, Demon's Hell out." I said while replacing the receiver.
"Roger that Demon's Hell, Red Ghost out." The radio fell silent.
"Now that's a call sign for a Hummvee, James."
"No it's not,"
"How is it not a call sign?" I asked.
He fell silent.
"That's what I thought. Off to California!!" I shouted.
January 10th, Day 20
We just entered Alabama 3 days ago and now we are close to the border of Mississippi. We stopped into a small town to fill up on gas and regain some supplies. Danny's foot and ass wounds have healed up nicely but Jenna is pissed still about blood on her good pants, I don't know. There were only a couple of G's in the town but that was it. We slept the night at the motel and we crossed into Mississippi that afternoon.
January 14th, Day 24
We just stopped in Arkansas to refuel and get some more water, but the town's main road was congested with a bunch of cars.
"Fuck," I breathed as I pulled the Hummvee to a stop and turned off the engine. "You see what I see?" I asked through my throat mike.
"Yeah, that's a huge pile up." Danny's voice answered in my earpiece.
"Alright, there will be two teams, Team A which will consist of Me, Danny, Ken, and Cameron. Team B will consist of Carol, James, Colt, and Sarah. Jenna and Karen will stay with the Hummvees. We're going to check this town out. Since it is a small town, we'll search the main street buildings. Use the cars to get cross the street if you have to. If you find any food, water or 7.62mm Ammo, bring those along. We'll need them.
"Meet back at the Hummvees at 1600 hrs, its 1400 hrs right now so we have two hours. Let's move out guys." I ordered and replaced the receiver back onto its holder. I grabbed my M3 and got out of the Hummvee. The others were already out of the cabin and milling around. "Team A, we'll go right side. Team B, you guys got left. Hubba hubba, let's get this done. I told them then started heading to the first door on the first building on the right side of the town.
Building by Building, we cleared each of the houses on the main street. We checked every nook and cranny and found nothing. We swept and cleared through the cars. We checked under them, in them, and around them.
We only found a couple, but that was it.
"Well nothing was found." Ken mumbled with a disappointed look on his face.
"Except for the clear path to the only gas station, which is on the left side of the town." Colt said.
"Let's go fill up then. Sarah!" I called out.
"Yeah?!"
"Your driving the Hummvee, we're going to put some gas in then heading out."
"'Kay."
I hoped into the Hummvee and got into the turret seat. Now we play the waiting game.
January 23rd, Day 33
We crossed into Oklahoma and stopped to replenish our supplies and gas. Last night though, we crossed into northern Texas. Nothing but desert here. But we stopped at a little town which had a working oven. The girls went off somewhere while we guys made preparations to leave in the morning. By the time the girls got back, they were hiding something behind there back as they came up to us at the fire. They brandished a cake that read "Happy Birthday Mike" in frosting. Though there were no candles to light, everyone asked how old I was. I turned 29 that day. Everyone sang happy birthday, save for Cameron who just sat there scowling.
January 26th, Day 36
Yesterday was brutal. First of all, we ran out of gas for the Hummvee's and ran into, I think around 40 G's but they were a bitch to kill. Some were soldiers who had their full combat gear on! After we got rid of the cock suckers, we took some helmets and looked at the weapons. HK416s. All of the weapons were.
We took all the ammo we could find on the bodies and gave Jenna a 416 and Ken taught her the basics of how to reload, and how to shoot.
We walked all day and crossed into New Mexico without anything else happening. Well almost nothing. All I'm going to say is that Sarah attempted, many times I might add, to get into my sleeping bag. She was caught every time.
February 1st, Day 42
We came into a little town today and it was an almost perfect day except, somehow there was this strange feeling I was being watched, not by Zach, but something else. I don't know, it's hard to explain. Either way, we are heading to California.
We replenished out supplies on both food and water. We also found a couple sleeping bags for Sarah and Cameron.
February 8th, Day 50