PROJECT ANDERSON

CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO: SARGE

None of us got much sleep last night, because Amber kept waking us up at every little noise and screeching as she filmed for her channel.

It got so bad that I thought Melissa and Steven were going to strangle her...well at least that what they threatened her with.

Then this fucking owl decided to make the tree its perch for the night and hooted until until nearly day break.

"Are you sure we should be on the road today?" Johnny asked with a yawn. "Uh...I'm exhausted."

"So am I, but I don't think I can stand to stay another night in this house." I answered as I stood up off the floor and stretched out my aching back. "I have some instant coffee in the trunk, so we should be fine."

"Where are you going Sir?" He asked before standing up himself.

"I'm going to see if I can get ahold of Andie before we leave." I said before heading towards the corridor. "Wake the others and eat some breakfast...we are going to need all the energy we can get."

"Alright Sarge...I'll try to save you some."

"Don't worry about me, just make sure to make me some coffee and I will be fine." I said before I headed for the door.

once outside I was hit by the fowl stench of decay and bile, and immediately pulled out my gun...anticipating that a Crawler or horde was somewhere nearby.

Upon following the putrid smell around the back of the house...I found three of the ugly mother huggers feasting on something in the tall grass that made up the backyard.

But thankfully they hadn't noticed me yet, so I took the chance to observe their movements and study their rotting features to see if I knew anyone.

they were crouching around whatever the hell they were eating.

Ripping and tearing at the flesh of their prey and looking around as if they were worried someone was going to take it away from them.

That must have been how they controlled them...by with holding food from them.

From what I could tell they all appeared to be men in various stages of decay.

The worst of which had no nose and one of his ears was hanging by a small string of flesh.

The least of which was almost completely normal besides the fact that he no longer had a pair of lips.

The third and final man was in between the other two and might have turned months or weeks before.

I was just standing there by the house contemplating whether I should kill them or if I should just leave them alone.

Leave them be Sarge. - Andie

He kills them. - Johnny

How would you know? weren't you in the house? - Andie

I was...I saw him through the window...three shots to their heads. - Johnny

Way to ruin the story bro. - Melissa

Sorry, but we didn't know that - Johnny (slapped)

Don't give anymore away asshole. - Andie

After shooting the three Crawlers I decided to head back to the front of the house to see if I could find out where they might have come from.

There didn't seem to be any Crawler farms around, but Steven did say that The Director had multiple men posted throughout, so they could have come from anywhere.

Maybe during the night they busted through their enclosure and headed out to find food.

So you didn't check to see what they were eating? - Andie