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Pen Your Pride

So a little twist on this story.... Well hope you like.


 Chapter 3:

I left the town and walked on the highway. I knew I should have stayed for the night in that town but if that many undead were there during the day imagine at night. It wasn’t safe at all. The sun burned bright orange and red as it began to set. Soon I’d be plunged into darkness.  The clouds didn’t promise anything but a storm.

This was the one thing I feared, being left alone on the highway. As much as I try to face my fear I hate the highway especially at night. It reminded me to much of the people who left a baby girl to be killed by zombie’s.

My throat became parched and I reached in my bag for a water jug. I uncapped the lid then tilted it slowly and the cool liquid splashed on my tongue.  I placed the cap back on and put it back in my bag.

Darkness took over the sky and the only thing that guided me was the North Star. It was somehow easier at night to listen for the undead. Everything became easier to hear.

I felt water hit my skin and looked at the sky. Thunder cracked in the distance and the rain fell harder.  The wind picked up and chilled my bones. Lighting strike in the forest close by. I jumped. I needed to find somewhere to stay for the night.

I began to run through the freezing rain pouring on my face. I sometimes lost my footing and would trip. Up ahead I saw a blinking yellow light. My place to stay, a toll booth. I ran toward it as I heard moans. Lightning came closer to me as the thunder became louder. The wind picked up.

I ran to the toll booths and banged on each booth hoping one was open.  “Come on.” I muttered, at least I wasn’t getting rained on. I went to the last one and pushed on it and it opened. “Thank you” I closed the door.

 I leaned on the glass to test the strength of it. It would hold up at the most maybe five. I gripped my gun in case I got surrounded. I pulled my wet hair back into a bun and shivered from the cold.  I slide to the bottom of the booth and lit a small candle. I tried to warm up as much as possible.  I consumed peanut butter crackers and an orange for dinner.

I listened to the constant sound of rain hitting the glass and thunder rumbling. I leaned my head against the metal wall. I should at least get some sleep. I rubbed the picture with my thumb then closed my eyes.

I was running in a forest with rain falling on me. Constant moans echoed around me. I was being chased. I grabbed a low branch and ripped it from the tree. It would make a weapon. I turned around to find an army of undead slowly coming my way. Their arms outreached trying to get closer to me.

I knew I couldn’t do anything I ran. Soon I saw a town, a gate covered the entrance and humans were on the other side. I ran till I was on the inside. The gates closed behind me and I looked back to see the arms of undead reached through the bars.

Something distracted them and they left. I noticed that something was calling my name. I strained myself to see who it was. I screamed and banged on the gates for them to open so I could save him. I was pulled back and could only watch as the undead ripped him limb from limb.

I watched them rip apart the one person I fought for. I watched as William died in front of me.

I opened my eyes panting and sweating. I slowed my breaths and looked up at the glass. I looked as if maybe during the night an undead banged on the glass but other than the blood and cracked glass, everything was intact.

I stood up and saw the storm had cleared and the sun was rising. I grabbed a nutrition bar and a mountain dew. When I was done with my breakfast, I packed my bag and open the door.

 I walked out the door to find the forest that had been next to the highway had burnt down. It was most likely the lighting but to think I was so close to something that could have killed me. On the other hand, I’m by zombie’s every day of my life.

I began to walk on the highway again and saw cars. I ran toward one, it was a Ford F-350 truck. I opened the door and checked the backseats, clear. I looked for the keys but they were gone.  I climbed out and walked toward the other car, a black bug.

I stopped when I saw a body. Slowly the person moved toward me. It was a little girl about five years old and held a bloody teddy bear. Her shirt was torn and bloody. A bullet in her arm and a gash on her neck. Her eyes were pure white, lifeless.

These were the undead ones that made me want to cry. She died at that young of an age, not being able to grow up at all. That could have been me. A tear ran down my cheek as I grabbed my ax. She became quicker and dragged her left foot. When she was about three feet away, I swung the ax and it sliced through her neck.

I looked away as it did. Once the job was done I quickly walked away from what I have done. At least now she could die peacefully.

The keys weren’t in that car either. I groaned at walked in the burning sun. I saw an exit for a town and took it. The sign read, ‘Welcome to Yorkstown.’  Yorks was crossed out with spray paint and dead was written above it.

It wasn’t William’s handwriting though. I walked into the town already warned by the name. It was vacant of life. I saw a map in front of a welcome center. In the twelve years of walking and searching, I have come about six thousand miles from where I was raised.

I would look for the closest gas station or store for supplies. I found a weapon store and walked in. The glass window was shattered and most of the weapons if not all of them were gone. I found a bow near the back. I picked it up and grabbed some arrows. I searched for another weapon and found a G18. I could finally ditch my revolver.

I heard a crash and spun around to find no one there. I turned back around and a hand went over my mouth. I struggled but my arms were held down. I tried to fight back and saw in the reflection of a window, a figure with blood covering the face.

Was I going to die after all I fought?


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