Creativities Dead End (Book 1, Series 1) (Zombie Apocalypse Au)

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The mess hall was quiet as everyone that wasn't on night shift tried sleeping. The camp had been packed up and everyone was ready to go. Thomas and Elliot weren't necessarily happy with the move... but they at least came to terms with it. It was hard though.

Hulu walked into the mess hall and up to Virtual who was sleeping in the corner. They shook her awake.

"What?" Virtual asked quietly.

"Spot is awake..." Hulu whispered.

Virtual scrambled out of her sleeping bag and followed Hulu to the medical cabin. Oliver was standing outside, Spot leaning on him for support.

"Spot!" Virtual cried out as they ran forward and embraced Spot. "You're okay! Im so sorry I couldn't stop him- Im so sorry-"

Spot hugged back, "You are fine... everything is okay-" Spot closed her eyes. "I'm fine- just can't walk-"

"What!" Virtual exclaimed.

Oliver stepped away and stood next to Hulu. "I guess we leave tomorrow..." He mumbled.

"Yeah... did we ever figure out how to get Thomas to the car?" Hulu asked.

"He's going to wear a bag over his head..." Oliver rolled his eyes. "But that's not my main concern at the moment."

"Well... just make sure everything is packed. I gotta help Spot back into the Cabin." Hulu sighed.

Oliver watched Hulu walk away. He turned to the shore and walked towards it. It was quiet outside which was scary but relieving. Oliver sat on the rock that he would constantly find Ezmeralda sitting on and sighed. He took his mask off and took a deep breath, closing his eyes. The moon lit up the area before him and he could think.

"Why?" Oliver whispered. "Why him-?"

But he was interrupted...He could hear the soft footsteps and he acknowledged who it was. "Ezmeralda, what are you doing awake?" He asked. "You should be sleeping."

Ezmeralda smiled, "I was going... to the bathroom. What are you doing awake?"

"I was helping Spot..." Oliver stated softly.

Ezmeralda smiled, "That's sweet."

Oliver shook his head but smiled. "Sit down, stay awhile." He patted the area next to him. Ezmeralda sat next to him and looked up at the moon. They were quiet. Denton's owl could be heard in the distance; it was that quiet...

Oliver looked over at Ezmeralda and studied her face. She looked a little calmer than usual....

"You know... I like it when you don't wear the mask..." Ezmeralda whispered. "Your eyes are pretty..."

Oliver looked away and down at his mask, blushing. "Thanks..." He mumbled. "Your not that bad looking yourself-"

Ezmeralda laughed and looked over at Oliver. "Har-de-Har, Very funny-"

Oliver smiled and shook his head. "Hey, you started it!"

"Nah!" Ezmeralda exclaimed. "Anyway, how's the medical cabin?"

"If you mean how's Thomas, he's doing fine." Oliver stated.

"I meant you." Ezmeralda giggled. "How are you?"

"Oh I've been fine... yeah-"

Ezmeralda gently punched him as she looked at the ground. Her smile faltered. "Oliver... Can I tell you something?"

"Yeah, of course." Oliver answered. Then concern grew. "Is it bad?"

"No... I mean... yeah...I need a friend to talk to about it. You can't tell anyone..." Ezmeralda stated. "This is between me and you because I trust you..."