Chapter 2 – Connecting
‚,Take my hand, quick !'', he shouted at her, spreading both his hands out. She took his right hand and he supported her hands with his left one as good as he could. He pushed her up the roof of a house in the middle of nowhere in a small village. It was a cloudy and cold day.
‚Do you really think they cant get up the roof?'.
,,They're way too dumb for that.'' he said, laughing at his own joke, Kao looking weirdly at him.
‚,You need to stop doing that Domi''.
‚,Why? My jokes are totally funny, you should laugh at them Bobo.'',she shook her head and put on a mild laugh, absolutely ignoring the screaming and scratching of the creatures below the roof.
‚,What do you think we should do? We can't keep going on like that. I don't want you to carry me around like this, all the time. I don't want you to get hurt nor do I want anything to happen to you just because of me.'', she told him, worried and thoughtful. He was not really listening, he was busy looking at her lips moving and how her hair was floating in the air. She had that pullover on that suited her well and her skinny brown pants. Her eyes were shining blue in the light. Her glasses were reflecting the clouds moving along the horizon. Dominic could've stayed forever like this, just that little moment.
‚Are you even listening?' Kao said irritaded, obviously noticing that he wasn't paying attention at all, like always.
''You're so hopeless Domi'', as she slapped his cappy down so that his vision got blocked. After Dominic pulled a grimace, with the cappy still down and both laughing afterwards, the conversation turned serious again:
‚,Do you think we'll find anyone someday?'', he asked, getting concerned while taking off his cappy.
‚,I'm sure we'll find someone, we can make it.'',
,,Let's go then, I don't really want to wait until more of those things show up.''. He took her hand helping her up. They both walked to the other side of the roof, ready to jump down, ready to run, again.
‚,Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit ''.
‚,Stop saying shit all the time, that's not really helping you know''.
‚,What do you even know? What was your name again? Sarah? I just killed someone! You have some weird friends you know, walking around pulling that shit on me''. Sarah looked down, upset, not knowing what to say, but still too nice to say anything or point her out on anything. Liz, realizing that she said something heartless, apologized.
‚,I just wasn't prepared for it okay, I'm really sorry for what happened to your friend. Even though I have no idea what actually happened.''
‚,She was normal when I saw her last time.'', with that being said, silence broke in. With all the hectic Liz wasn't paying attention to Sarah's looks at all. She was actually a pretty girl, with darkbrown short hair. Wearing a blue/white striped shirt and a baige cardigan over it and short blue jeans.
,,I... I like your jacket''. Liz tried to break the silence. Sarah looked up and tried to smile as good as she could at that moment. Liz looked over at the zombie with the screwdriver in its skull. It was disgusting. Liz started to feel sick, all those big black blocks of buildings didnt help at all. On top of that the bad weather, everything was shit.
‚,We should get out of here, can you walk already?''. Sarah tried to get up but Liz already saw her fall coming so she hurried to provide that. She gave her support and they started to walk out of the darklooking alley. Every step they took in the tons of waterpits that were laying around sounded so loud. Everything else was dead. They kept walking, but huge black blocks just kept coming.
‚,Do you know how any of this happened? I can't remember anything''.
‚,I'm sorry to hear that. But neither do I. I remember visiting my mother at the hospital with Briana and then we woke up, in that alley.'', she silenced again.
‚,Oh well atleast I don't have to deal with pregnant women anymore''. Getting a very confused look by Sarah for saying that, Liz just kept walking without mentioning any further. After walking for a long time, they reached an end to that village of endless black buildings and even the weather started to cheer up.
‚,DUDE, we finally made it'' screamed Liz out of happiness.
‚,What do you mean with dude?'',
‚,Nevermind. Are you able to walk by your own now? You're kind of heavy.''
‚,I think so. Thank you...uhm? I still don't know your name'',
,‚I'm Liz! Nice to meet you'', she said and shaked Sarah's hand violently while having a wide grin on her face. With eyes wide open Sarah tried to reply as nice as possible
‚,N-nice to meet you too, Liz''. Finally getting along with eachother, more or less, they moved along. A growl clings in the distance. Both of them being immediately alarmed by it start to hurry in the other direction of the growl, in the other direction of the wide field of grass and road, when they suddenly bump into a being of those creatures. They both scream, Liz pulling Sarah behind her, trying to protect her. Just as the zombie tries to attack them, touch them with his shrinkly blooddrenched hands, he got hit in the back of his head with a baseball bat. It got killed instantly.
The grass cracks as the two walk on it. Everything on the land is dry, untreated. The wind is completely still. Where once birds used to sing is now complete silence. Omar tries to immitate the birds and their wonderful songs so he whistled.
‚,You're not really good at whistleing''.
‚,Well thank you, I guess that means I'm atleast mediocre at it, right? I'll take that''. He says, continuing to whistle.
‚,Have you actually killed some stuff with that thing''.
‚,It's a gun and yes I have, it's completely natural to hunt down your food.'' he suddenly broke in total happiness before he could even respond to Ash's answer.
‚,Look at that, do you see that back there, there are other people!''. Ash stood there in complete mistrust. The people were walking towards them in average speed.
‚,Let's go, let's go get them. Isn't that great, I just met you and now theres others coming too.'', he said, already facing the direction of where the others were coming from. Omar was always a cheerful person, he would get happy with little things and never care too much about negative things. Ash raised her rifle, pointed it at one of those people. She had that person exactly in her visor. Nothing could stop her from missing the shot. She put her finger on the trigger and pulled, once again, merciless.
‚,What the hell are you doing ?!'', Omar asked completely surprised and shocked by it.
,,Saving our lives''. She put her vision on one of her targets again and shot the rest of them. Omar didnt do anything, he just sat down, disappointed and frustrated. He couldn't understand.
‚,They were not like us anymore, they already turned. There's no human life in that anymore.''. Ash tried to explain.
,‚Let's just move on'', said Omar with a dull voice. He stood up again, looking crushed and looked at Ash waiting for her to move. She didn't want to upset him any more than he already was, so she just walked ahead. Omar went along, with his head still down.
''Do you think we should just take all of the cans with us? It might end up being too heavy.'', asked Anita while putting some drinking supplies in her spacey bag. The store was full of aliment products and some electronics & books.
''I don't think we can use much of the food that is lying around here, it seems like pretty much everything has passed the expiration date.'', she said, turning around to look what Randi was doing. Randi had long hair, but she always used to tie her hair up because it was annoying her. Her slacky pants that she usually wore looked always good on her. Randi was sitting on one of the shelves that had fallen down and was biting on her sweater while reading something she had in her hands.
''You know what Paty said about this don't you Randi?'',
''Don't mind me nits, she'll never know'', Randi said, with a big smirk on her face, continuing to read. While walking through the store Anita started to feel bored so she decided to hop through the store while singing. Every once in a while she would stop to see if she could take anything with her that would be useful for the group. With every jump the store seemed to grow a little. Anita took some spraying cans with her, followed by some ropes and some knifes that were still in good state. Ending her tour, in a very clean and organized store, she returned to Randi.
''I can't believe she fell asleep again'', she said, giggling. Before Anita could wake her up a shot was fired. Randi instantly woke up:
''What was that?'',
''I don't know! What should we do?'', said Anita, absolutely dreaded.
''It's going to be fine nits, just stay here, I'll be right back.'',
''You can't leave me here alone, please'', Anita said, breaking out into tears. Randi turned around, seeing the anxiety in Anita's eyes she couldn't help herself but come back and give her a hug.
''You're going to be fine, just hide here.''. Agreeing silently, barely wanting to let go of the hug, Anita hid behind the spraycan shelves. Shivering. Randi ran out of the store and saw Paty already running up to the highest stage of the mall. Too shocked to shout after her she just followed her upstairs. As she came closer to the top, she started to hear it. Zombies. Randi raised her gun, already prepared to shoot. A terrible scream came off one of the stores in the back of the storey.
''Come on Randi, there is no time to waste!'', Paty screamed as she noticed Randi behind her. Ray was hopelessly shooting every walker coming near him and Anne as they were backing out of what seemed to be the storage for the mall. Paty froze. Her face turned from worried to a face without expression to a slowly turning face losing hope. She realized that there were dozens, no, hundreds of them. Both, Paty and Randi, lowered their guns with faces full of fear and panic. The walkers overran Anne and Ray, they were trapped. Ray turned around and Paty realized that he was crying:
''What are you guys waiting for?! Help me! Sh-she got bitten!'', Ray cried, supporting Anne with his unoccupied arm.
''You have to leave her.'', Paty said, as calm as she could.
Taking a bite of her apple she sliced a head of a walker up. Blood splashed out and filled the ground. She was surrounded by zombies, coming closer every moment she wasted. The leafes were falling off the countless trees in the forest. With fast movements she swings her machete through quantity of zombies, still eating her green apple. Wood cracking under feet as she took her step towards another creature while impaling her machete through its head. More blood fills the floor, it starts to form a puddle. Irritating growling everywhere.
She got attacked from behind, rotten arms tried to reach for her. It only took her one swing to cut its arms off.
Her clothes were dirty, full with blood and other dirt from the many encounters she had, from the many fights she went through.
She cut her way through two of the walkers to make her way out of the circle of zombies she was in. They immediately followed her. This time leaving the apple in her mouth she made a quick turn and with all her momentum beheaded three walkers at once.
For her everything seemed to be in slow motion while she fought, her eyes clear to every movement her opponents made. Already used to the blood and the horrifying sounds of zombies she didn't maintain her reflects not one bit.
She took the last bite of the apple, ready to face the last zombie, the armless one. It was approaching her very slowly with eyes linging for blood, for food. The mysterious girl wiped her machete off at her pants, both sides and put it back into the sheath. She places her left foot in front of her, the hissing sound of the leafes nearly being louder than the whining of the walker. Ready to finally kill the zombie she stretched her right arm in the opposite direction of it. One last look into the eyes of that miserable, once human, being. She aimed for the head and throwed the apple with all the strenght she had, breaking its head in just one shot. The walker fell to his knees and then to the ground without any reek. The puddle was now completed. She turned around and went ahead, without looking back even once, unknowing of what she might find or who.
to be continued