Different Setting

Don't Eat Dinner

Once everybody left the barn, Lee began his work on the lock. Carefully and quietly, he used the multitool to quickly unscrew the four screws holding the lock in place. His palms were sweaty with nerves because he was afraid of getting caught. Hopefully nobody would notice that he was gone.

Finally, the lock was off, and he opened the doors quietly. What he saw, frightened him. There was blood everywhere, and sharp tools, and even a saw. What in the hell was this place? And why did the St. Johns have it locked? He wished Kenny and Carlos were here to see this monstrosity.

"Boy, didn't you hear the bell?" a voice said, and Lee turned around fast to see Andy standing behind him, an angry look on his face. "Dinner's ready," he spoke, slow and solemnly.

"The door was open like that..." Lee lied. "I was just making sure that everyone was inside already."

"It was probably my idiot brother," Andy said simply. "Was anyone with you just now?"

"No," Lee said truthfully.

"Okay, good." After that, thankful that he didn't get caught, Lee made his way inside following behind Andy. He had to admit, he was hungry, and he was looking forward to eating dinner.

In the house, most everybody was already seated at the table. Lilly emerged from the bathroom after washing her hands and took a seat at the table by Sarah, the younger girl offering her a smile. She decided that she liked Lilly.

"Biscuits, wow!" Duck exclaimed as Danny brought a basket full of them in.

"Brenda, you are an angel," Larry commented, probably the nicest words most of the group had heard from him.

"Oh, boy!" Duck cried, bouncing up and down happily.

Lee and Andy had walked into the house, Lee wondering why there was a bookcase hiding part of the hallway.

"Excuse the mess," Andy told him. "We had to block the back door after a walker got upstairs. Don't worry, that was awhile ago and they ain't been back inside since." He walked into the dining room, and Lee couldn't help but wonder why there was a handgun in his back pocket.

"Everybody sit down, and I'll go get the meal," Brenda announced. "Ohh, this is a delight!"

"I could eat a horse!" Kenny piped up.

Lee looked around. Everyone was here and accounted for; all but one person, and that was David. He had to inquire, "Where's David?"

Travis looked around too and frowned. "Yeah...where's Mr. Parker?"

"Now don't you worry about him, I've already brought him some food up. You just let him rest," Brenda said, reassuring the group.

"Mind if I wash my hands before I eat?" Lee asked.

Brenda nodded. "Bathroom's right outside in the hall. And be sure to get under your nails, you've been mucking around in the dirt all day." She smiled.

Lee nodded and headed to the bathroom. He took his time in washing his hands, but he was still curious about these people. They still had to be hiding something from his group. Curiosity got the best of him, so he decided to poke around for a bit. He crept slowly up the stairs, just to make sure they didn't hear him. The first thing he saw was a closet, so Lee decided to take a look in there first. He saw a lot of morphine, and he wondered why the St. Johns needed all that much. Suddenly, a little hole in the wall caught his attention. "What the...?" he questioned.

After checking out the closet, he moved to the next place, which was a bedroom. There was a light underneath a bookshelf, and it looked pretty suspicious, so he decided to move that out of the way too. There was another door behind the bookshelf. He opened it slowly, and much to his surprise, there lay David Parker on the floor with his other leg cut off.