Infestation

Chapter One: Memory Lane

I had my head against the window, my eyes close shut, trying to get enough sleep as I could before our next stop. I breathe in deeply and after a few second, I let out the breath I kept in, trying to relax my muscles. Memories would flood through the sleepy brain that would try to register them as dreams. I fidgeted in my sleep wanting to refuse the memories that would come and go, but since the memories are being relentless, they finally intervene in my dreams.

"Come on Shorty!" A little boy about the age of seven had his arms cross over his chest, making sure he had his chest popped out trying to act tough as much as he can, especially in front of the adults. The boy did not want to overdo it, though.

This boy and I grew up together on this fence in camp away from the scary world the lies from the outside. I struggle to keep up with the boy, the sweat caking my short white frilly dress, that barely came down to over my knees, my long black hair is tied up in a ponytail, a few strands of my bangs would fall over my hazel eyes. The name that the boy calls me is a nickname that everyone calls me. Everyone has a nickname, no one calls each other by their real name, I never knew why my daddy told me he would tell me when I get older to understand what lies behind these fences.

"H-hang on, Danny..." My voice is small just like my height is. Danny isn't much of a nickname, it is honestly his real name that he entrusted me with, he only trusted me with his real name, I never knew why, but if it's just us I call him Danny, but around other people, I simply call him Dusty. I would tell him my real name, but my father never did tell me what my real name was.

"Shortly, we need to hurry before the adults realize that we are missing!" He let out an exaggerated sigh. "I want to see what the adults are so afraid of!" He started to pout, plotting down on top of the hill.

I finally reach Danny on top of the hill. I sit up straighter, turning my head to look over my shoulder so I can see the small camp that we all live in. The camp is a manageable camp with tents for bedding, enough food for everyone and we have a storage for water that is next to the little farm that we all had to build. The small camp has been here all my life so far anyways. Us little kids didn't have to be out in the disastrous world. I shudder at the thought of what the adults could have been so afraid, part of me don't want to see what Danny is wanting to see, but I am his best friend, so I have to be there for him, even though I am two years younger than him.

I look back at Danny who happened to be staring up at me with his chocolate brown eyes, his short black hair dangle in front of his face. I shook my head and let out a sigh, then I offered my hand to him."Danny, I don't know why you want to do this..." I smile a light smile. "But, I'll be by your side thick and thin," I promise him.

Danny instantly had a brighter smile on his face and he took my hand. We then happily walk down the hill towards the fence that kept the things that the adults are afraid of out. I had a hint of fear that I hid pretty well in front of Danny, I didn't want to show him my fear, if he really wanted to do this, then I would be right behind him! Through it all!

My brain started to fight the memory out, not wanting to remember anything further. I squirm around a bit, mumbling something under my breath, very lightly. After a few moments of my brain fighting the memory, the memory returns taking place at the fence.

Danny is looking out through the fence, unable to read his expression. I simply stared out through the fence as well, seeing what Danny is seeing. Danny and I pass the border that we were supposed to never cross. We were supposed to not see what lies beyond the fence for a reason, it could have mess with our minds. What lies beyond the fence are corpses.