Ch. 10 - Closer to Survival (FINAL CHAPTER)

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Cell looked behind him as Raven was still driving the truck, he smiled looking back towards the front road continuing onwards. A giant cargo plane flew over the two trucks, Cell looked out and scratched his head in confusion.

"Dr. Cell and Raven Chevez! Follow this plane towards the sanctuary where all survivors will go! This is not a choice! This is an order!" Johnathan yelled out through the speakers on the plane.

Cell took out his walkie talkie on the truck. "Raven change of plans! I know you heard that from Johnathan but looks like we're postponing the old route, it seems like he has a 'sanctuary' that will protect us from the zombie invasion." Cell told Raven through the walkie talkie.

"Got it Cell!" Raven told Cell through the walkie talkie as well. They both drove right behind the cargo plane down to the forest outside of New York. There was a giant glass square area in the center of the forest with buildings and other stuff inside of it. Outside of it were deadly weapons that could mow someone down in an instant.

"What the hell?" Cell asked as he got out of the truck. He looked around and back at the area. "This is your sanctuary? It looks like I can take a hammer and smash the glass with ease." Cell looked over to Johnathan. "What?"

Johnathan shook his head. "This is a new type of glass, it cannot be broken. Watch." Johnathan told Cell taking a hammer from a dead worker that died building this. He hit the glass with all his might but it broke the hammer instead. "You seem to forget, we live in the future Cell, not the past." Johnathan smiled looking at Collins. "So what do you think Mr. Collins?" He asked.

Collins was looking down. "It's.... magnificent." He managed to sneak in a devilish smirk.

"That's good. Okay now this place has two airlock doors! Those two doors each have one code panel! Just in case anyone unauthorized tries to break in they have to type in the other code, but first need to get past the guns before even getting to the first door. If they do and manage to get inside the decontamination hall where the second door is they have to be scanned for names and stuff. If they are from the D.S.U. or the Corrupted Military, then they will be killed from gas inside the hall." Johnathan told all of them.

"Touchy, very safe for the kids." Cell told Johnathan being sarcastic.

"Don't be a smartass Cell, this technology is what we need to survive, it isn't going to kill children, only adults that are from the D.S.U, and the C.M." Johnathan told Cell looking at one of the soldiers on his team. "Morrison, open the door and open the other one. We need to get scanned for infections and other shit," He said.

Collins was sweating. He looked away clenching his fists. "If they find out about my number on my phone I'm dead!" He whispered to himself turning around smiling. "Okay, I'm ready." He smirked a bit. They began to walk towards the decontamination hall. First was Cell, he was clean. Second was Raven, he had a minor sickness that was unrelated to the virus, but the smoke cured him of that minor sickness. Third it was Collins, he got in the hall and was sprayed with the smoke. It came up as normal. He ventured forward inside the sanctuary. Everyone else got checked and some were infected and some weren't.

A man growled at Johnathan. "I am not staying out here! It's cold and damp! And there are those freaks out here man!" He glared at him.

"You're infected! Please stay out here sir, you are not allowed in the sanctuary." Johnathan told him looking around. "I'm sorry sir....but it's for the best of the world." Johnathan told him shooting him in the head as he fell down to the ground dead. "At least your free." He smiled down upon him walking inside the sanctuary closing both airlock doors.

"Thank you Collins, please enjoy your stay....I think we built a casino somewhere around here." He laughed walking away.

"Oh I will....don't you worry about that Johnathan." He devilishly smirked closing his eyes.

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