Chapter 5

to find a punk

Zack, Maggie, and mark walked into the room with a couple of people inside. They were trying to figure out on how to escape this whole situation. Mark started to talk to everyone with a deadpan voice "the radio does not work, I tried the one at the sheriff's office there..nothing at all..." he said to everyone. "listen we need to find a way out or else..." the door opened and it came in a rather interesting looking man. He had bug eyes and was looking rather plump. He was still dressed in a police uniform "deputy sugars, finally glad that you are here!" the sheriff said as he was obviously annoyed. The deputy had a look of arrogance, his nostrils flared up and looked disgusted at everyone due to the fact that the smell of corpses was in the air. "where have you been? Do you have any idea what is going on?"

"sorry, I have a fucking thing called a life mark...so what is all of this bullshit about riots going on?" the deputy was actually sounding like this was all of a giant joke. The sheriff looked shocked as the other people did, there were people that actually got angry at him. "i was going to get a honey from the tourism district and have a good night" it was something that made everyone angry "now people are acting like they are fucking stupid"

"now Gerald, I get that at times you are absent minded however..." Maggie opened a window, the sounds of a screams, destruction and moans could be heard. "right now...there are people that are our friends, family, loved ones being hurt, killed and being turned into those god damn creatures.." Maggie stopped as she stopped as the deputy was rolling his eyes. She shook her head in anger as she looked at the sheriff "what do we do?"

"i say that you calm the fuck down with your fried chicken making ass" deputy sugars snapped at mother maggie "we are the law, we are the ones that decides shit...you dont" sugars arrogance was strange in this situation where people need to work together. Deputy sugars looked at mark and asked "what do we do?" which caused everyone to start yelling in outrage. As Zack was looking out of the window, he saw the little girl from before. She ran down an alley to somewhere strange. Zack snuck out of the room while everyone was arguing and he knew that he had to find the little girl. He felt a special bond to the poor girl. As he was walking out, he felt a strange hand grab him and turned him around it was the sheriff.

"are you crazy about going out here? With all of those things out here.." mark's concerned tone was showing of care "why are you out here?"

"mark when I was walking back to the hotel, I saw a little girl running down an alley way and when I was trying to stop her, I was knocked out...i want to know why she is running away" Zack told mark who instantly became more understanding

"i know that you wanna help her, but we cant run out here without knowing what is going on or at least have a slight idea" mark told Zack, hating that he said that but he knew that having a calmer head would prevail more that just going out without any sort or planning

"its strange, I feel a connection to the girl….that's why I need to help her" Zack told mark with determination. Mark sighed as he knew that nothing was going to change his mind. "also, I need to go to the police station, there is a prisoner there that I need to see" as Zack said that, mark realized that there was a prisoner.

"there is a prisoner in the jail?" mark asked Zack with confusion, this was the first time that he heard about it. "when was there was a person in the jail? How did you know?" mark asked him with a hint of suspicion, he was than handed a file from mark "what's this?

"i found this at the hotel I was staying at, apparently the person who had this file...knows what's going on.." Zack told mark as he was reading the file, when he finally was done he looked up with Zack.

"you...you realize that whoever is in that cell has a connection to what's going on" mark said as he gave it back to Zack "OK, I'm going to go with you….after all..." he held up the keys to the police station. "there are somethings that may help us down the road.." he told Zack as he walked back inside "you stay here, i'll tell mother Maggie is in charge"

after a few minutes of waiting, mark came out with a small backpack. He gave it Zack as it knew it was it help. "thank you, maybe I'll be needing this"

"so, whatever we see...you better be ready to use that gun you have" mark told Zack, basically telling him to be prepared for the unknown. As Zack nodded marking readied his gun "alright, we will take my car" mark told Zack the two started to walk to the car.

As the two drive down the road to the police station "...what is happening, I feel as if everything in life makes no sense...this is such a nice town and look what's happening" mark confided in Zack as he was trying to focus on driving "..this is all feels like a sci fi movie"

"i know, but its best that we try to figure out the pieces before things get worse..." Zack told mark as he looked out the window, mark looked at him "hey, where is your family? Zack asked mark as he saw that he was focusing on driving as safe as possible

mark looked at him "we are going to get them after this" mark said as Zack nodded "l am sorry, but I knew that you wanted to find that girl...but please, let me get my family"

Zack realized that the man was needing to do something important, Zack nodded as he said without saying "we will" mark smiled as he sped off to the police station. As the two got to the police station, it was a small building

"the jail is in the back of the building" the two walked in with their guns pointed out. They walked into the waiting office, there was a desk, three chairs and a vending machine for soft drinks and another for snacks. Mark looked around as he searched for something "there is something wrong here?"

"what is it?" Zack asked mark who confused

"well there is a set of keys, there are shot guns in the other room..we may need them" mark said to Zack as he was looking around "you stay here" he said as he went into an office part of the office. Zack sat there, he looked at the clock "3:34" he said to himself as he thought to himself

"maybe I should just go help mark" Zack said as he got up and looked around the hall, as he walked down the hall, he looked at the doors and he managed to find an open door, he thought mark was in there as he walked in..it was the holding area...as he walked into the room he quietly screamed out "hello?" he called out cautiously till he got to the final cell at the end of the long hall way. Inside was a corpse and two zombies, they appeared to be police officers..or used to be "holy shit.." as the two saw Zack, they got up and charged at Zack..zack quickly took out his gun and fired at the creatures. They both fell onto the ground and the pools of blood around them was a moderate size. As Zack walked up to them, all he did was kick them to see if they would end u the same way the others would. As the two moved away from his foot with the gravity of the kick...he knew they were dead. As Zack looked at the man, he knew that this was bad. Mark ran into the room looking confused

"what on earth happened?" mark asked as he saw the two dead cops "spears and trotski...these two were gerald's yes men" he said as he looked confused at the bodies and then he saw the young man that was turned into a meal. "we were to late" he said as he looked down. "well, this is bad.." he was about to say till Zack looked at him

"where do you put evidence?" Zack said as mark looked confused "there has to be something that he had, a hotel room..contents of his pockets.." as Zack said that mark nodded

"this way" he said as he lead mark to the room, as mark opened the door..he stopped as he was worried "that door is supposed to be locked.." he said as he looked around for the evidence boxes for any new ones and as he found one..he put it on the table. There was a gun, another 9mm revolver like the one Zack had, some seeds "must be from the tree" mark said as he held them up, they were in a small plastic bag '"what them?" mark said to Zack, it was a sign of trust. As Zack took them, he placed them in his pocket and then he found a strange notebook "hey, look what I found?"

"read it" Zack told mark

"this sucks, that sunglasses at night asshole wants me to go because he doesn't trust Vivian! I am only into exciting missions that involve chaos and overall the destruction of companies...not stealing from a nursery of plants. The town sucks...it really really sucks.

I had the local food here and it sucks, the woman who works there was nice though...come to think of it, the food wasn't the reason to why it was bad..it was that fat beady eye black cop. All he did was stare at me with his mouth open. He was talking to some other guy, about something...the problem was s that that idiot's eyes were still on me

the guy keeps staring at me, he followed me around for the past the few days since ive been here...the cop keeps following me. If it's not him...its one of his two cop buddies…

so it turned out that I was right! The cop is a fucking part of the whole secret "hand of 8" the hand of are 8 people in power that seem to be under the organization's thumb! I also saw Vivian and hid her sample for her like she wanted….i don't think the school will care that I planted a famous tree in their garden"

"so the hand of eight's members are very sneaky when it comes to their power here...the ones that I know of are the deputy, the mayor, the head priest and the principals of the high school and the elementary school...they must be making sure that whatever secrets that are in this town...stay in this town..."

mark continued to read the file "what is best that the rest of idiots here don't know is that the tourists are hear mainly to be guinea pigs..." mark than showed that a few pieces were gone "someone ripped it out...almost as if the last pages had something there...hey what's this" mark looked at a strange picture of the man in the tattoo, there was a receipt for the local drug store "hey there is a receipt for a photo lab..maybe we should go check it out?"

"sure, take the folder with you.." Zack said as he than walked to the entance mark followed suit "maybe the photos are done?" as Zack said that a strange blue light could be seen from outside in the alley ways. It was getting brighter and bright as it came near the windows, Zack and mark ducked underneath where they both hid behind a desk. "whatever the thing that is creating that light I dont want to know.." Zack told mark as suddenly the light was all over the room

"no life forms found" a strange mechanical voice said as the sounds of heavy machiney could be heard as if something was walking away. The two got up and as mark was trying to figure out what was going on..zack just felt strange

"now, that thing didn't seem friendly did it?" Zack asked as mark shook his head "let's go"

"wait before we do..let's go to the armory" mark said as he held a key up "it was in the office, I suggest we grab what we can. Mark told Zack as he nodded. The two walked to the armory that was by the briefing room. As Zack and mark walked in, the two were met with a small room filled with a couple cabinets. Mark handed Zack a shot gun and a radio "this will be better than what we have right now...also...the radio will be table if we ever get separated" he said as he went through the cabinets finding ammo, supplies and anything else that could be helpful. As Zack was waiting, he looked at the receipt and was obviously thinking

"let's go to the pharmacy" Zack said to mark who was searching "there has to be something there..."

mark looked at him with concern "now look, I'll help you but we need to get my family"

(you decide, I want to hear what you want me to do? Shall they go to the pharmacy or get mark's family? You decide!)