How It All Ended

Chapter 32

The man scowled at us when Shauna and I didn't answer him. "Did you hear me? I asked you two a damn question." He was an older man and was tall and stocky. The man was wearing wire-rimmed glasses, and he had a head of balding gray hair and some thick stubble on his face. He also wore a black apron and black rubber gloves that went up to his elbows.

The people trapped in the garage were still knocking on the door, trying to get out. The man looked past Shauna and me, and he barked, "Quiet down in there!"

The noise coming from the garage died down, and the man glared at me and Shauna, "I'll ask you one more time, what do you think you're doing?"

I calmed down enough to answer, "Looking for our friend."

"Your friend, huh? Did you find them?"

"Yeah, she's in your garage, actually."

The man smirked. He kept the weapon trained on Shauna and me. "Quite a few people in there now. I forgot who's who. Don't really care anyway."

I was starting to think that Shauna and I would be joining Amber and the others inside the garage.

The man noticed the weapons me and Shauna were holding, "What do you have there? Looks interesting."

"A gun and a bat," I replied. "Wanna trade them for our friend?"

"Shit, no," The man scoffed.

"Why not?" Shauna inquired.

Frowning, the man replied, "Because that's our dinner in that garage. I can't let you have them."

"Oh, you cannot be serious," I muttered.

"Very."

Shauna started to panic. She raised her pistol and prepared to fire. The man aimed his shotgun at her. I hurled the baseball bat towards the man before he could fire. The bat hit the shotgun, and the man fired one of the barrels off to the side, almost hitting Shauna. When she dropped to the ground, I thought she had been hit for sure.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

Shauna started to get up, "Yeah."

The cannibal regained his composure, and he was about to shoot at me this time. Shauna fired her pistol, and the rounds tore into the doorframe, missing our attacker. The cannibal was forced to retreat back into his home.

"Try to get Amber out of the garage!" Shauna yelled. "I'll keep an eye out for that guy."

"Okay," I responded. I went right for the garage, but the door would not budge. Not only that, the lone window was gone. The glass was replaced with a sheet of metal that wouldn't move at all when I tried pushing on it. I could hear Amber and the others inside the garage, kicking and screaming, trying to get out.

I began striking the metal in the window frame frantically, trying to knock it out of place. "It won't move, Shauna!"

"We have to hurry," Shauna replied. "Keep trying."

"Yeah, okay." I just couldn't get into the garage. I threw the bat down out of frustration, "Shit!"

"What?"

"I can't get it open. I don't know what to do."

"Dammit."

Shauna raced over to me, and the two of us tried to get the garage door open, but it was locked up tight.

In the panic to try and get our friend, Shauna and I stopped paying attention to the house behind us. The last thing I heard before I blacked out was Shauna screaming, "Dom, look out! He's-"