The Underground vs. The Undead

(2) Living Dead Girl

The mosh pit did get pretty violent around the time we kit the bridge of Alice. But as I predicted, when we finished the first set, all but two people left. And they probably would have left too, except they were passed out drunk in a pool of their own piss at the back of the club. I rolled my eyes and started packing up our equipment.

"That gig wasn't half bad! Manager gave us $300! Aparently the pit didn't cause any damage at all this time!" Nattie ran up waving three hundred dollar bills around, and then gave Spencer and I one each.

I stared at what I had in my hand.

"Nattie! We actually made money this time!"

"I KNOW!"

"Thank you for not setting your drums on fire!"

"YOUR WELCOME!" She squealed, pulling Spencer and I into a hug.

"Nattie, can live with her, can't live without her."

"SHUT UP SPENCER!"

"GEEZ woman! You are entirely too loud!"

"Sorry so who's up for-"

And that's when Nattie's sentence was cut short by the first, truely bloodcurdling scream I'd ever heard in my life.

Some crazy lady burst through the front doors.

"CANNIBLES! CANNIBLES THEY'RE EATING HIM! OH MY GOD! DEREK! THEY ATE MY BOYFRIEND!"

She collapsed on the floor.

I looked up just as one of the 'cannibles' burst through the door.

"You crazy ho! Those aren't cannibles! Those are ZOMBIES."

"Nattie! don't antagonise the Traumatised!"

"Don't use big words against me!"

Spencer ran to go protect the weeping widow, and in the process, knocked over his bass, cause a loud sound to rip through his bass, and stop the advancing Zombie hoard in their tracks.

"DUDE! Zombies are scared of Punk Rock! Spencer get up here!" Nattie said, running back to her drums.

We jammed out the hardestcore song we could think of as one by one, each ghoul's head EXPLODED.

After all the dead were, well, dead, and sweeped into the street, we were greeted by the distressed widow.

"Thank you! Thank you! You saved my life with Rock N' Roll!"

"No problem lady. Now, I suggest you go buy canned food and get to higher ground, because judging by that hoard, I'd say we've got a full scale invasion on our hands."

We all just looked at Nattie like she was crazy.

"How the hell do you know that Nattie?!" Spencer said, rubbing his eyes.

"The only way to be prepared for the Necropolypse is to prepare in advance. I read lots of books and watch lots of TV."

"Well so do I, but I don't think just because I saw an episode of Buffy that means there's gonna be a vampire invasion!!" Spencer looked flustered.

"Uh, after that Spence? I wouldn't be surprised if King Kong went rampaging through the streets tomorrow."

He ran his hand through his hair.

"Well, what do we do!?"

Nattie spoke up first, of course.

"Well, I've got some canned food back at my place, and I bet we could go buy a whole lot if we leave now. There's two cases of bottled water in the van so... we should be good..."

"Good? GOOD?! Nattie, for godsakes, the dead are literally RISING out of the ground, and making MORE dead people that want to eat our brains. How is that good?!"

Spencer looked close to tears, which was disturbing because he was usually the one with a cool head.

"Technically, they don't just want to eat your brain, they want to eat you in general. But you have to keep a cool head Spence."

Since when was NATTIE the calm, smart one?!

"What are we gonna do?!"

"CALM down Spencer. Ok. Rodeo is gonna be full of zombies by morning, and California itself will be overrun by the end of the week, so we have to act now. Pack up, get in the van, ASAP, and we'll go get survial supplies and whatnot from my house. Then we need to get the heck outta here. I'm talking cross country baby. We need a place to hide out in the country where there's as few people as possible..."

"Spence, are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Only if you're thinking East Canada, Hay."

I grinned. "Exactly."