Zombie Town

Chapter 18

"What do we do?" I asked, fear running through my body. 

"Run."

Officer Coleman and I did so until we got into the car. He was in such a rush that he didn't lock the doors but increased his speed on the road. 

"Oh my gosh," I whispered to myself. "How could this happen? How could a human break through our security? I don't know what to tell Martha and Greg. It's not like I'm going to call them and say, 'Hey, I'm kind of screwed right now. Your dad came in, chased some out of my coven and killed others. By the way he's dead.'"

I buried my head in my hands. 

"That's an easy question. You're not. You are not going to come in contact with them. We'll figure something out but for now, we just have to get as far away from here as possible."

My rapid breathing slowed down a bit. Greg's words popped into my head. Everything is going to be okay.

When I woke up, we were in Chicago, stuck in traffic to be more specific. I looked to the right and saw the beautiful blue Lake Michigan and people jogging in different directions. When I turned in the opposite direction, the Buckingham fountain was spitting out water, and there were some more joggers. We passed Soldier Field. All of my life, I've dreamed of coming to the Windy City but now that I was actually there, I couldn't find myself enjoying it because of all the problems I had left behind me. 

What were Martha and Greg going to do with their dad... dead? 

Just like everything else, I pushed them away from so I wouldn't have to deal with them. I had a really bad problem of doing that. 

After driving around downtown, we found some crappy motel and grabbed a room. Officer Coleman said that he would come up with a plan and to go get something to eat. I did as he told me. 

I was walking through a dark alley when I heard someone call, "Hey beautiful! You looking for some fun tonight?" When I turned there was a man standing behind me, in his thirties, and I could see the lust in his eyes. 

"What's a young girl like you doing out here alone?" His breath smelt faintly of scotch and there was a little slur in his words while he struggled to stand up straight. 

He grabbed me by the arm, his grip tightening and whispered in my ear,"I want you."

That was when I snatched my arm out  of his chains and knocked him out. That man was probably a nice person with a loving family. But add a bit of alcohol and he's some sick bastard who messed with the wrong, may I mention starving, zombie. 

So I began to eat, enjoying every moment when his flesh had met my taste buds. It got a little messy, but I didn't care. This was who I was. A zombie. A killer. A monster, and I was foolish to believe that I could actually live a human life in Holdenburg. It was against my nature. 

I pulled myself away from indulging in his flesh. His body was crippled, blood and flesh everywhere, even on my clothes. Was this really who I was? Or was this someone who I was forced to become?

Confusion continued to build up inside of me and the sight of an dead,somewhat innocent, man was not helping, so I threw his body in the dumpster and ran away like a coward. 

Somewhere along the running and thinking, I ended up on North Michigan Avenue, panting under a street light. Stores were closed and people were in their apartments and condos sleeping. Across the street was Millennium Park. Without even thinking, crossed the road. Of course it was closed, but that didn't stop me. I was like Martha, climbing over the gates and taking in the feeling of adrenaline. 

I found the control room and turned on all the lights. It didn't occur to me that people would've been suspicious about it, but I continued my journey along the park. Crown Fountain was turned on and water covered the floor. There were two big blocks, both lit up and the spit out water. I felt like a was a child again as I walked around on the wet floor. I span around in circles, letting the water drip on me. 

I had found myself walking again in different directions. There was a path leading into Lurie Garden, flowers and other various plant life surrounding me. Since it was the spring time, some flowers had bloomed while others where still in the process of growing. I noticed that on one side of the path, there were little built -in decks, in which you could sit upon and dip your feet in the water. I gladly took my shoes and socks off to let my feet relax. 

Time flew by and I realized that I had sat there with my eyes closed for twenty minutes. A glimmering object in the distance caught my eye, and I ran to it. I couldn't believe that I was actually face to face with it! I was standing in front of the Cloud Gate, or as everyone else called it, The Big Bean. It was made out of stainless steel which held Chicago in its reflection. It glistened in the night. 

My eyes looked up to see myself staring back under the bean. It usually would have been crowded with tourists and locals, snapping pictures with their over priced cameras. But I was alone and I had the place to myself. I had slipped in near the bottom of the bean, where the object was almost face to face with me and I lied there on the ground, resting and unfortunately thinking.

I wondered what Greg was doing right this moment. Was he staring out into night sky thinking about me, like I was about him? Or was he still up trying to beat my score in Modern Warfare 3? There was part of me that yearned for him, his touch, his smell. Then a thought occurred to me. I was in love with Greg Seton, a human and I was a zombie who kill him at any moment I wanted. But at the same time, I was slightly in love with Cameron and I knew that there would only be one way to set myself free of him. 

My weight had been pushed back to my arms as I slipped myself out from under the bean. It was time to go back to Holdenburg, even if it killed me because I owed everyone there just that much.