How To Survive A Zombie Apocalypse

How To Survive A Zombie Apocolype- Three

I put my foot down again and left that street behind though I was sure they were following. As I drove I found myself getting deeper and deeper into the maze of houses. I then realised something. If the virus had taken a few days to get here from Vegas or wherever, these guys probably had a bit of warning. Not that it had done much good. Of course the government would have issued marshal law and advised everyone to stay in their homes. So when the zombies came a knocking, they were pretty defenceless and next thing you know, the suburbs are suddenly a box full of cannibal zombies!

After that, I never went into a town again, no matter how small and harmless looking it was. As stupid as it may sound, when I got back on the highway I threw my map book out of the window. I knew that looking at all the city names would be too tempting, it was best to drive blind, looking only at road signs.

The next few weeks were surprisingly quite for me, it was scary how fast society had broken down and how man had just crumbled. I stayed away from the towns and cities, only stopping at gas stations when I needed to stock up on gas and food.

I couldn’t keep driving my whole life, that much I knew but I didn’t fancy being holed up somewhere on my own for the rest of my life either and seeing as I hadn’t seen another non zombie person since Vegas I wasn’t letting myself get my hopes up.

Two and a half miles out of a small town I saw a track leading deeper into the forest. I looked on the map I had picked up a few days earlier at a gas station and saw that in the forest, a little way off the track a lot of miles along there was a small building, my guess was a hunting lodge of some kind. I turned up the track and kept my eyes and ears open, searching through the trees for signs of zombies. They had a nasty habit of sneaking up on you.

I heard something in the trees and stopped my car, grabbing my crowbar from the passenger seat. I stepped out cautiously, totally on guard. A blur came from the trees.

“Gotta pee gotta pee gotta pee!” It said as it ran past me, I stared in shock, it was obviously not a zombie. A man walked out of the trees after it, holding a baseball bat. I looked at him with a WTF face.

“Yeah she’s… Well she’s Sandy.” He said, when he spoke I realised he wasn’t quite a man, he was about seventeen, eighteen at most.

“Huh…” I said nervously. “I saw a building in the forest on a map and well, I figured I couldn’t drive forever so why not head for that?” I felt the need to explain to him.

“Well then, hey, I’m Luke. That crazy little girl is Sandy, she’s only six but well we think she sees what’s happened as a sort of game. Her minds way of protecting itself. Nothing fazes her or scares her. And she is a kickass zombie killer.”

“Huh…” I said again, trying to take it all in.

“We saw you drive up on out cameras and didn’t know if you were a threat or not. Sandy decided you weren’t and well… Gave-in too nature’s call.”

“We?” I asked, I hoped there were more of them. For the first time in weeks I was feeling hopeful.

“Yeah there’s a couple more of us up at the lodge, you’re welcome to come. You’ll have to leave your jeep though, there’s no track up to the lodge.”

“Thanks. I- I think I will.” He smiled at me then looked for Sandy. She ran up to him and held his hand. There was a baseball bat in her other with bloodstained barbed wire wrapped around the top half. She was so scary it was untrue.

“Come on slow pokes! I want some marshmallows!” Sandy skipped off, dragging Luke behind her. I kept a few feet between us, just because I hadn’t come across any non-zombie people yet didn’t mean I was totally oblivious to what could and probably would happen. Those of us who were left would probably turn on each other, well some of them would and then the rest of us would have to be a tiny bit paranoid in order to survive.

“So what’s your name?” Asked Alex, turning back to look at me.

“I’m Alex.”

“Oh! You’re English, your voice is petty!” I laughed.

“I am, and thanks, yours is too.” Sandy grinned at me then her and Luke stopped suddenly.

“Watch out, we put land mines down here so we don’t get sneaked up on.” Explained Luke. “Luckily zombies don’t really have any intelligence so we were able to mark them really clearly. Keep your eyes on the ground and if you see a red cross, don’t step there.” I gulped but nodded, it was way too late to turn back now.

We walked in silence and soon I was stood in front of a old hunting lodge with makeshift tent extensions coming off the sides. There was a man of about fifty five sat on the roof of the original building, binoculars hanging round his neck, a shot gun resting on his lap.

“Luke and Sandy are back!” He shouted. “And they brought a guest, the human kind.” I was slightly concerned he had to make a point of saying that. Three people came to stand in front of me, the man on the roof slid down to make four.

“Hi, I’m Alex. It’s, well it’s good to see people who don’t want to chow down on my flesh.” One of the people, a tall middle aged, tall and skinny woman choked slightly. She looked as if life was one constant mental breakdown for her.

“Good to meet you too miss.” The old guy from the roof said. “My names Brian.” He had a kind smile and when he held out his hand for me to shake I took it, smiling back at him.

A small alarm began to buzz and panic ran across everyone’s faces. So much for a lovely warm welcome.

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