Quarantine

Karma

If I could reverse the clock I would have, but I can't, and now things have changed. For the better, or the worse I can't tell. Yet.
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I looked out the window, halfway naked, and took a slow breath. I had finally gotten a decent amount of sleep in, and I felt great, I had ditched the dirty clothes, and started to out on a new pair when I had gotten lost looking outside.

Pulling myself away from the view, I quickly slipped my gray t shirt on, and grabbed the vest. Everything else was on, and I wanted to get going, but that vest was just a little heavy to wear all day. I stretched out one more time, and then put the vest on overtop.

I started pulling boxes away from the door when I heard a noise outside. I went back over to the window, and glanced back at the rifle sitting next to my pack. I faced outside again when a red minivan came into view speeding down the road. It seemed to have taken a beating, and it started to swerve across the road violently.

Them idiots are going to crash.

I watched as it narrowly avoided the ditch, but in the process it swerved to far to the right, and started rolling down the road. It came to a halt after seven rolls, and I could hear muffled cries of pain from inside. I turned around, and started throwing boxes off of the door.

Managing to get most of them off I grabbed my pack, and twisted the door knob. Not bothered about the half pile still left I pushed it, so I could just slip through. I bounded down the stairs, and ran towards the front door, but stopped. I looked through the window, and saw the van sitting there.

I looked around, and nothing else showed up. I was nervous, but I didn't know why. I walked to the door, and unslung the rifle. I turned the knob, and pushed the door open, sweeping around the area with the rifle. Satisfied that I was safe from anything else I continued to the overturned van.

Smoke had started to fume from the engine that was still running, and a man had managed to pull himself out of the vehicle.

"Don't worry baby girl. I'm going to get you out. Everything's going to be all right. Just take deep breaths okay. I'm going to go get help." Said the man I'm a soothing tone to an unknown occupant in the car.

I stopped, and called out, "Right behind you. Friendly."

The man was completely startled by my presence, and had turned around. He starred at me with green eyes, and his face wrinkled as he squinted to keep the sun out of his eyes.

I walked up, and slipped the rifle on my back. I lied down on my belly, and looked into the back of the van to see a little girl dangling from a car seat.

"She the only person with you?" I asked hesitantly.

He looked at me, and then shook his head. "My wife was driving. One of our tires went flat."

"Why were you driving so fast?" I asked hurriedly, not wanting to waist time.

He just sighed, and I took the chance to drop the conversation. I moved to the other side, and found the woman pinned down, most likely dead. He just wants his daughter. I went to the back door, and found it to be in better shape than the others.

"This door might open if you try it." I said calling out to the man.

"I'm coming." He replied.

I watched as he limped around to this side, and tried the door. It wouldn't open at first, but then I helped him pull. It finally gave way, and she say there looking at us with an upside down face of relief.

"I'm going to try and unbuckle her. Watch my stuff." I said making up my mind.

He was to big to fit in there, and I was small enough to give her room to fall. I pulled off my pack, and set the rifle down beside it.