On The Run

Chapter 2

I walked down the street, weaving between abandoned and broken down cars. We hadn't been in Pembroke, Georgia for long and I didn't know where to go to find food and anything else we might need.

After about 15 minuets of walking I made it to town and as I suspected it was completely deserted. Stores with smashed windows that had been hit before and houses that were beginning to fall apart with overgrown lawns lined the streets. "Doesn't look like there's much here, we might have to move again" I mumble to myself looking at the dark scenery.

Soon, though I finally came to a corner store that looked like it might have something to scavenge inside. I peared through one of the many small shattered windows; glass and wrappers cover the muddy floor and there were only a few bags of chips on the shelves, still it was beer than nothing. I went to work instantly grabbing anything I could find and shoving it into my backpack, I didn't know if there was someone else coming here to scavenge for food. After I grabbed everything I was disappointed with my haul, if you could call it that, it was just three bags of chips and a soda; I sighed, took one last look around and left.

I wasn't about to give up on my search, I kept walking further into town, searching for something, anything to gather up for me and my sister. I rummaged through cars, only finding a half full bottle of Tylenol and a hunting knife, both I knew would eventually come in handy seeing as how right now my sister was only ten and had no abilities yet and soon I knew she would develop that fever that started it all. I thought about it a lot, how it would start and dreading how it might end. Death I saw the word on the notice again, that word haunted me every momen of every day now, created the thoughts that ran through my head every night and controlled my actions during the day. I stopped and pressed my hands against my temples, forced the word and the thoughts away to the back of my mind, I couldn't think about all that now I had a job to do and my sister to get back to.

The sun was going down now, I had been out for hours and I was running out of places to look, their was nothing here. I started thinking I should look for a car instead of food now, we wouldn't survive here for long with every scrap of food gone. My sister wouldn't like that plan, she hates moving from town to town very month or so "every place is the same; their all ghost towns now" She had said once; she was right, destruction and emtyness was everywhere. I guess I always held out the hope that we would meet someone else out there, that we could find a place that was filled with stores that hadn't been hit yet and we could stay for a while. That hope was beginning to fade away now; but that didn't mean I was going to let us starve and die and if that meant moving every so often I would do it. My mind was made up now and I began looking along the streets for a car with a battery, gas and hopefully windows that weren't smashed.