The In Between Apocalypse

Day One: A Week Later

   They had found one of the best places to be in an apocalypse. A suplus store.
   They had given away some of the food and supplies as it turned out to be too much, they had repacked everything after taking over the store.
    " Hey, Ragvard?" a kind of worry in her voice."
    " Yeah honey?" the pet name almost a joke because of her flower name.
    " Do you think we'll make it out?"
    " We will," He sounded determined, his accent coming out, " I'll teach you Swedish while we're here."
    " That'd be great."
    " Jag älskar Ragvard, what do you think that means." he winked and smiled.
    " All I understand is your name."
    " Well, Jag is I, älskar is love and put it all together. "
    " Hah! Well, I do love you." she laughed.
    " I love me too, and you, let's look around for some more useful stuff."
   They went down the isles, he pulled out a box of black, lace up boots with a strap to make sure they were tight.
   Finding his size he took two pairs, and I third which he was going to wear after he got some thick socks.
   Carrying the boots, he took a large tactical bag from its hook and put them inside temporarily.
   Ragvard moved on to the clothing and changed his pants with some new black pants that weren't dress blues.
   Then took a thick, black handkerchief that had a small metal hook with a linking piece for it on two of the corners and connected it around his neck, testing it out he put in on his face, covering his nose and mouth.
   He found two more connections, making that handkerchief act like a face mask of sorts. That inspired him to find a gas mask. Which he did so easily.
   Weapons were going to be important too, melee felt like what he should do. He found a long and sharp machete with a slightly curved blade near the tip. Finding a sheath for it he attached it to a leather belt he had found.
   Afterwards he received something to treat the leather then a sharpener for his newly aquired blade.
   He grabbed bags of dried food, the kind you just add hot water to and they're done, and shoved them into his bag.
   A short scream, the sound of something getting punched, two thuds then nothing.
    " Crysanthymum!" He shouted, a shh, was easily heard in the silence, Ragvard stealthily walked over to her general area, he picked out a switch blade, keeping his thumb on the little tab.
   When he caught a glimpse of two middle-aged people, a male and a female he pushed the tab and the blade popped out a quick and quiet, shkk, the two looked up from the dark skinned woman passed out on the floor.
     " Get away from her." It came out like a quiet bark, they looked uneasy.
    " So you're together?"
    " Yes, why does that matter. What did you do to her."
    " Nothing, she just passed out, collapsed right here."
    " Then who screamed?" he inquired with suspicious.
    " That was my wife, it reminded her of something that had happened a while back." she looked away, the husband added," She's mute."
    " Mkay, then what happened to. Crysanthymum then?"
    " We think she's infected."
    " Like from some cheap zombie movie, you've got to be screwing with me."
    " Not at all, now, were you in any highly populated areas?"
    " Yea, five days ago."
    " Was there a sudden frenzy where everyone just started running?"
    " How'd you...?"
    " A few months ago something got loose, a drug in a manner of speaking."
    " How do you know about it?"
    " We were coincidently in the area were it began. I worked with some of the people involved with it too."
    " Then what exactly happened."
    " Sit down, this is going to be a long story."