The dead among the living

Chapter 2- The mysterious bolt

As I aim my silver handgun towards the walkers eaten away face, I hear this deafening whistling sound in the air.

All of a sudden the neck biting Walker gets striked in the temple with a bolt hanging out of the side of its head, it drops down to the overgrown grass with blood flowing and rushing out its face raining all over the grass.

What the fuck, who in the world did that.

Shit.

Now I'm panicking, what if they want everything I have, what if they try to kill me?

I look around everywhere in search for the shooter of the bolt, in this abandoned park, but nothing, no sight of anyone anywhere, where the hell did they go.

I glance back to the 4 walkers that should be rushing to clench there teeth into my juicy flesh. All the brain eating, undead monsters lay dead on the floor with everyone of them with a bolt through their thin rotten temples.

Well who ever it was they just saved my ass, but what do they want and who are they?

I walk up to the child Walker and I step my foot into the puddle of contaminated blood that drained from her wrists and I push my pocket knife straight into her infected brain.

Her head falls down to her neck and the child flesh eater now sits there bathing in her own blood puddle.

As there are no walkers that hunger for my flesh and also no sight of the mysterious shooter, Ill guess I'll find that police station for supplies so I can survive.

I stroll out of the ghostly park, stepping over all of the Dead walkers that lay silently on the dark floor.

I can't stop thinking about the mysterious shooter, why did they save me? why didn't they just walk away like other survivors would of? In a world like this you move alone, you survive alone and you sleep alone, no-one trusts anyone.

They should of just fucking left me alone, I was fine, I could easily of killed those mother fuckers by my self, who do they think they are showing up like that?

I'm out of the park centre that carries the stench of death and defeat, I start to walk down the slim road that lead me here but I keep to the sides of the roads because any Walker could decide to pay a visit at any moment.

To make my travel to the police station quicker and safer I begin to start looking for a working car, but I highly dought it, these cars haven't been running for years now, this world is nothing now, just full of sad and empty souls.

I can't even describe this place it's soo lonely and in search for any sunlight, this village hasn't had mankind walking on its surface for a long time, just the flesh eating monsters pass by looking for someone to eat.

Hang on, what's that?, this shadowy figure wasn't there before, it's still, so it's not a Walker it's also to wide to be a walkers shadow.

I make my way over to the shadowy figure, it's clean and untouched by dust, it's a car a black land rover, it looks brand new.

I protectively look around, but yet again no sight of nothing or no-one just dust particles and empty roads, not even a bird in sight, this village is quiet and it has no words to speak.

I cup my hands on the side door window and I study inside of the car.

Oh my God, I can not believe what I'm seeing, I rub my eyes and look again, it's still there, I really can't believe this, I can see in the back seat of the car food, water, gun ammo and fresh clean neatly folden clothes.

I wonder if the car is locked, I reach out my hand and place it on the door handle, I pull the door handle toward me and the car door pops open, inviting me in.

I hop into the front seat and grab the clean new clothes and I quickly put them on, wow, they fit perfectly, it's a dark grey tank top, black shorts and knee length boots, it's not really what I'd choose to wear but it will do.

I throw my old, wrecked, blood stained clothes out of the window.

After everything that's happened today I need to relax for a few seconds, I close my eyes and I think about a few things, like what happened at the park and that blood dripping child Walker on the swing set, also about the strange bolt shooter... Fuck, what if the mysterious shooter left me these supplies and clean clothes to use?

Why are they helping me, I don't understand, people aren't kind and helpful and caring no more. Every surviver that is alive should think about themselves and be a lone Wolf fighting for there own survival and not helping other survivors.

I don't know what this person wants off of me, I don't know what game they are trying to play on me? But the Game is on...

I open my eyes and look at my broke watch 10 minutes has passed. Everything in this car is soo clean, I haven't seen anything soo clean in a long time, everything now has layers of dust and rust settling on top of it.

The water bottle caps are still attached and locked on to the bottle, they haven't been open. I pick one up and open the cap, I consume a sip of the fresh water, it feels so amazing and refreshing traveling down my throat. I haven't drunk clean bottled water since the beginning of this apocalypse, I forgotten how good it is and how good it tastes.

Well, now that I no longer have to go to the police station to collect supplies because I have got ammo that strangely is the right type of ammo for my mini silver handgun.

I'll start a search for a place to stay with no walkers around, I've got to think of a place that would have a small amount of dead lurking around.

The peaceful countryside has a small population, also it's away from crowded noisy towns jam packed with dead, yes, I'm going to the beautiful countryside. That is if it's still beautiful of course.

I look at my ignition in the car, what a surprise the key sits relaxing in the ignition waiting to be turned to start to wake up the engine. I turn the key, and I push my foot down on the engine pedal, the car awakens and drives down the narrow, dim Road.

I start my journey in search for the closest countryside that's waiting patiently to see me....