"So what's your name?"
"Holly. What's your name?"
"Dave"
The girl bites into one of the pear halves as juice drips from it and falls back into the can. "Do you want one?"
"Oh no thankyou I, wont need it haha"
"What?"
"Nothing It was...just a bad joke"
16 minutes later
"So then when people started getting sick from the south. It spread to Mexico and eventually here. Now our governments response to this was to quarantine people. But this only served to trap people. Making it spread quicker. But Canada had a better solution. They deployed the army to protect their boarder so it couldn't spread. They built great big bases and walls at least 50ft high. With the help of the United States may I add. They're hope was that once they helped secure Canada they would help take back America. But at that point it was already too late. The infected outnumbered the healthy. But as a last ditch effort of American pride and stubbornness. We put all our might into taking back one state" I tap my finger on the map "Montana. And they're making good progress on taking back Washington and Idaho. But Montana is where the safe haven is"
She looks blankly not understanding a word I said. "My daddy took me to Mexico once. At least he said he did. I was a baby. What's Mexico like?"
"I'm not a fan" I focus on the road.
Over the horizon I see a blockade of cars. Surrounded by well equipped army looking folk. A man puts his hand out telling me to stop.
"Who are they?" The girl asks
"It looks like the army. Guess they still got some fight in them after all."
I stop my car and roll the window down as the man walks to my side of the car.
"Uhm. Hello?" I say with hesitation
"Hi" The man says with a toothy grin. He wears black sunglasses. From his mouth hangs a cigarette.
"Are you the army?"
"Somethin like that" His smile widens "Dave?"
I'm shocked by what he says. How does he know my name?
"What?"
"I remember you from last time. You spoke to Hank"
"Oh yeah" I put on a fake smile "Where is Hank?
"He's not here right now. He cant protect you anymore boy"
I begin to see more and more men appear from the cars holding things like crowbars and rifles of all types. I look in the rear view mirror. Men stand there too.
"You look horrible" The man says "You're infected. I can see it in your eyes. Bloodshot. And you're sweatin up a storm" He looks past me and at Holly
"Is that your girl? She's mighty pretty"
"She's just a little girl you fucking scumbag. Let us through"
"You are in no position to be barking orders old man"
I hear something to the right of me. Something like a crowbar falling onto the ground. I turn right. Then back at the man. He's pointing a revolver at my face. I gasp before grabbing his wrist, pushing it forwards, and pinning it against the dash. The gun goes off and my ears ring. I put the car in reverse. "Put your head down!" I yell as I push the girl down. The car screeches as it flies backwards. I hold on tight to my mans wrist. Dragging him across the road. Looking back as I reverse the men behind me begin shooting at the car. The rear windshield explodes into tiny fragments of glass. I continue reversing with my teeth clenched when suddenly I feel a sharp pain in my left arm causing me to let go of the mans wrist.
The men behind me jump out of the way of the car. I slam the car into forward gear and drive towards the car blockade. I turn left off of the road and onto the soil. A shirtless man wearing a gasmask runs in front of the car and throws a molotov cocktail at me. Fire explodes across the windshield. He tries diving out of the way but I hit him hard with my car. He goes flying off to the right. We continue driving down the road. The crackling of gunfire becoming more and more mute.
"Holly are you ok?"
"Your...Your arm"
I look at my arm. Its bleeding all over and there's a hole in my left bicep. The pain hits me as soon as I see it.
"FUCKKKKK" I yell through grit teeth. My arm is beating like a heart.
"Pass me that duct tape"
Holly grabs the duct tape off of the dash and I snatch it out of her hands. Her eyes are glossy with tears.
I wrap the tape tight around my arm. my arm goes through a wave of agony. I bite the tape off and press it down onto the bullet hole. I unbuckle my belt and take it off. Wrapping it tightly around my arm above the gunshot to help cut off the flow of blood as a sort of makeshift tourniquet.
"Hey calm down. We still got the truck!"
An infected slams against the windshield making a crack spiderweb across the glass. I let out a startled shout and swerve my truck. The infected man has a face that of pure bewilderment. As if to say "What? How am I moving right now?" Before he notices me and his face quickly shifts to that of rage. He screeches and repeatedly slams his head against the glass. Clouding my vision even more with the cracks in the glass. "GET THE FUCK OFF!" I grab my 38 and point it at his head. I fire. I hear a POP. And the windshield explodes into glass fragments. The infected body rolls off the side of the hood. And I see I am about to crash into a lamp post. I slam my foot onto the breaks. The tires screech. But the truck is going too fast. And it collides with the lamp post. My head smacks against the steering wheel. Why didnt my fucking airbags deploy? Ow. I raise my head and see the hood of my truck mangled and deformed as smoke comes from the engine and floats into the sky.
I look at Holly "You ok kid?" She nods. She had her seatbelt on. Unlike me. My thoughts are cut off by the distant screaming of infected. I open my door and begin unbuckling Holly. "Come one we gotta go"
"Go where!?!"
"Anywhere but here" I pull her out of the truck, throw her over my shoulder, and start running down the street. I look back and see about 12 infected sprinting towards me rapidly gaining on me. FUCK OH GOD NO FUCK RUN! I focus every part of my mind on sprinting as fast as I can. On keeping my feet on the ground for as little time possible as I zoom down the street running faster than I ever have. Running so fast that I could not here anything but the wind resistance in my ears. All while making sure to hold on tight to my gun and Holly. I've ran for about a minute at this point. I turn around to see if I've lost them. Not in the slightest. They're closer now than they were before. Their furious faces combined with how effortlessly they sprint with no noticeable sign of exhaustion terrifies me as my lungs begin to burn from all the running. I see an alleyway and run down it. I come to a dead end as a 10ft fence blocks me from continuing. I put Holly down as I begin looking for another way out. I look up and see a fire escape. The first platform is roughly 8ft high and its missing the ladder. "Get on my shoulder ill boost you up!" I yell kneeling down to lift her.
"But what about you?
"Ill climb up after you!"
She stands on my shoulder as I throw her up. She lands her stomach against the platform and pulls herself up before looking down at me. I jump as high as I can and just barely grab the ledge. I try pulling myself up with one arm but cant lift myself. I've never been able to do a pullup with one arm and it seems the threat of death doesn't change that. In my peripheral vision I see an infected woman running towards me. She wraps her arms around my waist and pulls me off the ledge.
"FUCK OFF!" I punch her in the side of the head hard. She drops to her hands and knees as I take my gun out of my pocket before shooting her in the head. Her blood and brains splatter the ground beneath her.
"Dave!" Holly shouts
I look up at her briefly before looking back down the alley. I aim my revolver and wait. An infected turns the corner fast and begins charging at me. I fire once causing him to spin around and hug the wall. I fire once more and he falls over twitching. 2 more turn the corner. I fire 2 more times before my gun clicks. One of them falls down the other just limps towards me. I throw my gun at it before pulling out my knife. 3 more come charging around the corner.
"COME ON THEN YOU SONSA BITCHES!" I hear a loud bang on the fire escape platform and see a woman standing next to Holly. She kneels down and extends her hand. "Grab on quick!" Dropping my knife I jump up and grab her hand. I see her straining her face as she pulls me up. Don't let go. Don't fucking let go. She pulls me up just as I feel an infected hit the tip of my shoe. I catch my breath on my knees as Holly wraps her arms around me in a hug.
"I couldn't do anything. I thought you were going to die" Her eyes are red with tears.
"Hey its fine! I'm ok. You're ok. Don't worry about it"
The woman cuts in. "Come on" She waves her arm as she walks up the stairs.
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