The Unmentioned

The Morning After

Her choice of room was nothing to glance over. To many things could happened at night with her exposed like that.

Infected could just as easily enter her room or some looters could have followed us and try something. I argued against her naivety, but she was a persistent little girl.

Too used to being outside had a negative effect on her.

Brat, I only let her have it because of her having to watch her little weak acquaintance Sam and Jack. This is a reluctant reward.

The weather was another wall to climb. With the rain and wind growing stronger, we had to move, else we're stuck in a cheap motel for weeks with little access to food and clean water.

Wildlife was our dinner. This kept them all curled up underground in their little graves.

Too many delays kept us from moving on. We've wasted enough time dragging two more unintended liabilities with us.

It's as if every person we pass; Marcus just has to bring them with us. His naïvety keeps me on band that he still is young.
20 or 21, I couldn't remember the last time we stopped to celebrate getting older. Birthdays were the last things on our minds.

Said liabilities were Sam and Dawn. I had yet to see either of them prove useful. Sam provided only a friend to entertain Mika.
In all honesty I could care less if they both were left for dead.

My real concerns were my brother and sister. Marcus and Mika.

That whore, Samantha or Sabrina.
What ever the fuck her name was?! She and her father are nothing to me as well. I pitied the boy enough to let him stay.

Should his father and sister leave...he's going nowhere.

As for Dawn, again. She is yet to prove use. Otherwise I'll leave her behind, just as I have for so many others in the zone.

If she ever does, then yes she stays.

Mika was still asleep.
Her titanium of head was comparable to our mother. Once that woman decided on something, she stuck with it. Once she had bought tickets to a water park but underpurchased as she had only gotten three tickets instead of 6, for the whole family.

I had flitered behind her and watched with wide eyes as my mother got the extra tickets...infact she got a season pass and a VIP into the the games rooms and free foods. She didn't pay a penny more than those three tickets.

My dad had been passive, a kind hearted man that didn't deserve to die the way he had gone.

Both of their demise.

I could still remember swinging my father's favorite club and throwing my mother's lamp.

All the thinking on the past distracted me from the sound of wet footfalls. My eyes stayed trained on the ground when I noticed.

They were quick and light, a stalker could have gotten in. Even a runner.

A flash of lightning and I spun on mh heel, my colt drawn from it's place at my belt.

Runner.

I shot at its head, missing once and making it twice at the neck.
The body of the infected fell to the ground lifelessly before it even reached a yards length to my boot.

"Haven Breach. ", I relayed.
In my time with the guard at the quarantine zone, it was passed around from soldier to soldier.
Self definitive term that we used a little to often for my taste.

The gun shot would alert the others in my group as well as the rest of the infect lurking in the shadows.

" AAAAAAHHHH!!!! ", My head snapped to the direction of my sisters room. Fury burning in my eyes.