This was the first sunrise I have seen in days. It was brisk morning, but the November sun made it feel warmer every minute. I hated smelling like a corpse, but it keeps the zombies away, for now.
Rodney wasn't that bad of a driver. The tracks seem in good shape still. Well, it's only been about a week since the whole thing started. While we travel down the tracks, I stare out the windows at all the cars sitting there and hundreds of zombies walking around. There were some inside buildings, trying to get out.
Because the train is moving, the zombies notice it and start heading towards us. Any of them in front of the train was run down. There was a lot of slimy blood and guts all over the front of the train. Splashing all over the place. Kind of gross to look at. Good thing it wasn't night time. Who knows what would come out.
We were traveling pretty slow. About ten miles per hour. We could drive faster than this train.
"Are we in Washington?" I asked, gazing at a rusty old building that looks like the United States Capitol Building.
"No, you're looking at the old Capitol Building to The State of Minnesota, before Canada took over," Mr. Sanders explained.
"Why is it so rusty?" I was a bit confused. "Don't they take care of buildings around here, Especially old ones like that one?"
"It wasn't worth fixing up after the roach infestation of 2103. They abandoned it in 2117 when Minnesota became a province of Canada."
I was amazed that a building would simply be abandoned.
While riding down the road, there were lots of places falling apart. Glass was all over the streets. If you think this felt like Halloween, you're correct. But there aren't any ghosts, witches, little princesses, or even a superhero costume. The sad thing is, it's only been two days since Halloween.
There were decorations for the holiday still up. Most of them torn a little bit. At a food market, there were rotting pumpkins sitting outside. Cars parked in the parking lots everywhere you go. Many of them on the streets or crashed into buildings.
Windows were broken from looters, graffiti painted on buildings, lots and lots of the dead, all laying on the road or walking around.
The farther we got away from downtown, Saint Paul, the worse it got. There were guts, and I believe I just saw some intestines hanging from the top of a doorway. I felt like I was about to vomit. In fact, I did.
"Eeeww!" Jill complained. "Did you have to do that right on the seat in front of me?" Now I have to find another seat."
"Sorry," I cried. "It's what I have been seeing for the past few minutes of riding on this train."
"It's a light rail," Madison corrected me.
"Light Rail, Train, Whatever." I growled, "They both run on tracks."
The light rail started to move a lot faster. I just hope there aren't any broken tracks further up. It wouldn't be fun if the train fell off a bridge or something. We passed a few more markets, and even an old McDonald's with the sign missing an arch. The building was broken into, likely scavengers were searching for food. It reminded me of Jennifer and mom when we were stuck in the mall at the McDonald's.
I had a few tears in my eyes. My sister. She's alive. I know it. But she won't know that I am alive. There has to be a way to let her know that I am still walking around and not dead like those zombies roaming the streets outside.
But then, we were passing a pawn shop. There could be weapons in there.
"Stop the train!" I cried.
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ISISRAXTOSA: Nowhere To Run
Horror~STORY ONE~ No one knows what the future holds. Everyone has a prediction. It doesn't mean it will come true. That's what one child learns in this futuristic story.
