Run (A Zombie PJM FF)

11

I wake up to the sound of the room door opening. "Get up."

"Unfortunately you already woke me up." I sigh.

"If I untie your arms will you run?"

"If you untie my arms? Will I run?" I laugh. "I'm in the middle of Canada it's ice cold outside. I have no idea where I am."

He nods and unties my arms. I stretch my hands out in front of me, and sigh. "Are you going to tell me what you guys did to my friends?"

"Do you want the answer to that?"

"I want to know why you didn't throw them in here with me."

"Because they're worthless to our goal."

"Whats your goal?" I squint at him.

"You need that medicine nightly?" He ignores my question.

"Do not divert to another subject. Tell me where my friends are and what your goal is."

"Do you need the medicine or not? We have to keep you alive."

"Yes I need it now tell me."

"Your mother works for the CDC. We hear they have a cure."

"A cure?" I question him. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You're heading to Alaska. You weren't just coming to Canada for fun. You're going to the lab hidden in Alaska."

"Listen I don't know what you think I might know or what my mom may know but there is no cure."

"I don't believe you little girl."

"Where are my friends?" He pulls a pair of handcuffs out of his pocket and cuffs my hands together and he leaves the room closing the door. "I don't believe that you killed them." I scream. I throw myself backwards on the bed. I let my tears roll down my face. A shiver runs down my spine. It's so fucking cold. I look out of the back window and see signs stating Alaska is close. I open the window the little bit it opens. I know I'll regret this. In some way I'll regret this. I kick the back window out and tuck and roll out of the back of the RV. I land with a few backwards somersaults. And then starfish out on the ground. Every pain I could feel, I felt. The ground was cold as ice and it felt like my skin was burning from the cold on contact. I shiver and begin to run into the woods. I don't have my phone but I needed to get out of view. They'll realize soon enough that I broke that window and escaped. My hands were still handcuffed so my range in motion wasn't on my side. I weave through the trees, the sound of snow crunching under my socks. It's so fucking cold but I have to keep moving I can't stop.

Eventually I collapse down near a small river. I remembered my dad saying once if I'm ever lost in the cold I needed to find a water source and build shelter. I rip a small piece of my shirt off of my and dip it in the water and squeeze the liquid into my mouth.

Stay hydrated Winter. If you can't access a way to filter the water figure out some way to at least get it into you.

I have to build shelter. I pull my sleeves over my hands to make, makeshift mittens and begin to pack snow into blocks. I suck at making igloos but a mediocre one is going to have to do. I breath into my hands to keep them warm.

Remember snow is really good insulator. If you have snow you can make it. Pack it as tight as you can like this. Make sure you seal the inside so animals can't get in.

My hands feel like they're on fire, but I successfully make a shitty igloo. I crawl into it and begin to pack the entrance. Surprisingly it worked. It's not a sauna by any means but it's enough to keep me warm. I hope wherever Jimin and Yoongi are they're doing okay. I just know they aren't dead they can't be dead. Tomorrow my goal is to find a car and head back towards them.