Serum 365

Chapter 8

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Callie's prospective
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Our group wanders through the halls, Silently. We don't want to talk and we don't know what's out there.
Silently walking. Peeking around corners, looking for anyone.....
Anyone alive that is.
Disappointment fills my body at the fact no ones here. No teachers, no after school practices, no clubs. Nothing. It's silent except for our breathing.
The boys occasionally check the classrooms. Shaking their heads after each one. No one.
lockers are left open. Papers litter the ground. The place seems deserted. Is that even possible during a zombie attack.
I wander forward aimlessly, my brain still reeling.
A year, a whole year.
12 months, 52 weeks, 365 days, 8,760 hours, 525,600 minutes.
"The kitchens right back here." I look over to Scarlet.
She looks so fragile, so helpless.
Her mother better be there.
Wait why hasn't she called her yet? I look at her, and the answer comes to me.
She's scared that she won't like the answer. She doesn't want to not know if her mom doesn't answer.
Ivan steps forward holding the knife in front of him.
"Hello? Anyone there?" He calls out.
Hayden walks in right behind him.
I grab Scarlets hand and pull her along behind me.
"Mom?" Scarlet runs forward, pushing past Ivan. "Mom where are you?"
I look around. No ones here, it's just blank. No blood, no mess, nothing that would hint at an attack.
"Isn't she here until 5?" I call out from behind a shelf.
Scarlets voice cracks, "She should be."
Hayden pulls scarlet into a hug.
"Try calling her. It doesn't seem there was an attack in here."
She shakily nods and pulls out her phone. While she's dialing the number I peek over at Ivan.
He's looking at the knifes in sheer amazement. I groan and walk over to Scarlet and Hayden.
Of course he's looking at the knifes.
The phone rings, and rings.
"Pick up pick up." Scarlet murmurs under her breath.
The phone stops ringing and we all stare.
"We're sorry the number you called has been disconnected. Please hang up and try again later, or click 1 more more options."
I stare at the phone in shock. Scarlets face falls. She turns away from the phone.
"Disconnected? Guys check your phones." I pat down my pockets, Swearing when I realize I don't have it.
"I don't have any service." Ivan calls out. The others mutter in agreement.
"This is really happening isn't it." Hayden calls out.
I silently agree. It doesn't seem real and yet it is.
Ivan walks back to the group with a armful of knifes.
I look at him, "What are you doing?Put those back! That's stealing!"
He drops the knifes in his hurry to put his hands up. "Hey hey chill, they won't be needing it and we need protection."
He picks them back up and stuffs them into a bag near his feet.
"Everyone grab one." He hold the bag out and shakes it. Hayden steps forward smirking. He searching through the bag carefully as to not cut himself until he finds a long think knife.
"What do they even need all these for anyway?" He laughs twirling the knife in his hand. "We all know they don't really cut the meat."
I gawk at the two of them.
Wait, they are serious?
"I know I won't be able to use it anyway." Scarlet sputters out, eyes never leaving the twirling knife in Hayden's hands.
I just groan and walk forward grabbing the smallest one I could find that would still be able to do damage.
"Happy?" I wave the knife in Ivan's face.
He smirks, "Super.
I roll my eyes at him.
"So now what?" I wonder out loud.
"I say we head to my house it's the closest. We can stay there we have lots of food and water. Ivan and I can barricade the doors and windows. We would be safe for a while." Hayden speaks up.
He walks towards the door, face set. "Lets go."
We all follow him to the car. I jump in the back with scarlet. He fires up the car and pulls out of the school.
The car rides silent except for Hayden's soft rambling about what to do.
"Maybe if I no that won't work, but maybe. Do you think zombies are fast? Or slow? Or strong? They would be bad. Can they die? What kills them? Do they smell humans? Where are they? I don't see any. Are we going to be ambushed?"
I lay a soothing hand on his shoulder, he looks back for a second and gives me a small smile. He quickly turns his attention back to the road.
"We are going to be ok." I state, praying it's the truth.

SORRY FOR THE SUPER LONG WAIT!!! I DIDNT REALIZE HOW LONG IT HAD BEEN!!
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