[A/N listen to Dirty Paws by Of Monsters and Men for the chapter]
We have been driving for what seems like forever. A few groups of zombies would tchase us, but nothing very extreme. Sam eventually woke up, but stayed in the front. The three of us in the back had to lay down so any infected people wouldn't think to much of us. We barely talked the whole time. Anytime we did was when we needed help with the zombies or for small things like food or water. I sat up a bit and reached for a walkie-talkie, "Hey mom, will we stop to refil on water or food? We're kinda low back here..." I talked a bit quiet, Lesli had fallen asleep on my shoulder.
"We will have to in a bit... low gas also... But I think there's one coming up towards the mountains around here. But we will have to be on our toes." She answered back. She was now more calm than she was when this all started. I grab my jacket, roll it up into a ball and lay Lesli's head on it. I looked over and see Jak just staring up at the sky. I smile a bit. This is probably the closest our group has gotten. Although I'm not happy about this whole apocalypse thing, but it's kinda bringing us closer. My mom never really explained the situation fully, or told me about what happened to dad, but I figured the worst...
"Hey, do you think this will ever be over?" I look over to my right and see Jak still looking up at the sky.
"To be honest, I... I don't know..." I start to say, "I just want to know what exactly happened and if anyone else even survived this damn thing." I hear him chuckle a bit and I look over to him, "What?" I ask.
"Never thought of you as someone who swore. Heh, but yea, me too..." I roll my eyes and nudge him. "Haha chill!" I snicker at him when I deside to sit up and pop my back. As I do so, I see a truck pulled over on the side.
"Hey, hey-hey-hey!" I say real quick and tap on the window repeatedly.
"Oh my- What the hell Sara?" My mom says and comes to an ubrupt stop. I ignore her and wake up Lesli. She moans and sits up. I hopped out of the back and ran back to the abandoned truck. It was parked, not tipped or anything. With my ax in hand, I wedge it into the door and prop it open and rummage through it. I see a wallet with an I.D. in it. The name Jon Stevens is on it and a picture of a middle aged man was in there. I felt bad for snooping, but these people might still be alive.
"SARA!" I turn around and see my mom and the others behind her running up to me. "What the hell were you thinking?" She stops when she sees what I'm holding and we all go silent when we hear yelling. Being me, I go towards it, I crouch down and see the man in the picture and another girl yelling. She walks towards my direction but I roll over to another bush, she seems normal, not infected. Lesli crouches down next to me and smiles. We follow her to where she climbed a tree and looked up at her.
"Hey! Be careful!" I shout up, she continues on climbing. I look over at Lesli and she shuts and we continue to watch her, "I feel like a stalker..." I say. The girl wraps a rope around herself and goes through her bag. "Hey!" I call up again, this time. She hears me and looks down. I couldn't really get a good look at her, but she was scanning us both.
"Who... who are you?" She called down.
Lesli looks over at me, I look at her. "I'm Lesli, this is Sara." She called up gesturing to me.
"Sara Stevens." She looked down and squirmed a bit and untied a rope and she fell against the branch. We looked up at her and she continues to wrap up her rope. She climbs down then hops down.
"How'd you guys find me?" She asks. We explain our story and she does hers. I give her a warm smile and we continue to talk.
"So your dad was testing on the virus thing?"
"Well, sort of, he found this couple with the virus, I think, and they were stated dead, but then they came to life." When she finishes, she sits on the ground and goes through her bag. I notice that she has a small plush turtle, like I do, Haha. I thought to myself. I kneel next to her and Lesli does the same.
"So your mom and dad tried finding a cure for the virus?" Sam asks.
"Yea, umm... but they keep me in the dark so I talked to Lesli about it earlier and we plan on confronting her when we head back." As I explain this, we hear distant gurgles and groans.
"Shit." Lesli says and looks around.
"Here, up the tree!" Sam shouts. We do as told and climb up to about where she was when we first found her. When we get up, Sam pull rope from her bag and ties it around some branches. "Can you hold this?" She asks putting her bag in my lab.
"What the heck?" I mumble as she starts to climb far out on a branch and it starts to bend. She looms down and I do the same. Lesli does, too. We see two zombies. I look around the tree answer a few more limping towards the tree. I come back and see Sam reaching towards something.
"Hey Sam," I say handing her bag over to Lesli. I could hear the sound of a branch starting to break, and that branch was where we sat, "Come back, it's really dangerous." I worried for our newly found friend, and if she got infected, I wouldn't have the heart to kill her.
She didn't listen, she continue to climb out. I heard a loud snap. Next thing I knew, Lesli was holding onto the rope and my arm. Sam was hanging just feet away from the zombies, which group number grew. I saw the horror in her eyes.
"HELP! Mom! Jak anyone please!" I shout out hoping anyone would come to help. "Sam try to swing over to the other branch!" I shout to her. She nods in response and starts to swing. When she let go, I held my breath. She reached out and grabs hold. One of her hands slip loose but she quickly pulls herself back up hold onto the thicker branch for dear life.
"Sara... I'm sorry..." she says and looks back at me.
"Your good, your not hurt?"
"No I'm fine-" Sam starts but is cut off by Lesli screaming.
"Sara! Your slipping out of my grip!" She grunts trying to keep herself up and not let go of me. I gasp and pull my other arm up, but it's too late. I fall back into the hoard of zombies. I quickly reach for my ax. When I land, I hear a snap in my foot and scream in pain.
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Sam jumped down to help Sara, she pulled out her pocket knife and started to stab the infected in the skulls. Sara attempted to help, but barely stood. The two were back to back and Lesli joined them. Fear of not surviving started to consume the three of them, Sam tried her best to ignore it.
"One," she said as she stabbed another zombie, "Two," she continued until she got to five and her fear was gone. Once only few zombies stood, Sam's dad and Sara's mom and friends joined them and finished them off. Sam double checked for any bite marks. "Thanks god! No bite marks." She shouted. She looked over to Sara to ask if she was good, but something stopped her. Something got ahold of her foot and pulls her forward. Sam hit the back of her head on the ground and looked to see what got her. But she could already tell what had her by the smell of rotting of flesh and the wrinkly grasp. Before anything else happened, she blacked out.
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