The Risen

Chapter Thrity Three

Our Own Tomb Pt.3
Jayce

I sat inside the trailer that Ace called his home, I was alone, other then the sleeping Dante.

Ace sat outside the trailer, he sat on a fold out chair, drinking beer and keeping watch over us.

Jerry left to find more food and pain medicine for Dante, meanwhile Damon still hasn't returned with news over what happened to Maya.

I began looking around the trailer, and on the small table there was a photo, it was three people, a young man, a young women and a little boy who looked to be around 7 years old. They were all wearing those french hats, and the women and man were holding hands.

The little boy had a wide one tooth grin, and he wore a star wars x wing t-shirt.

I wasn't sure who these people were until I noticed what the young man was wearing.

He was wearing the same hoodie that Ace wears! This certainly wasn't Ace, but I believe I'm looking at his father Tomas, the women is Aces mother and the little boy was Ace.

Looking at this photo, first made me feel bad for Ace, he lost his parents to this diease well at least his father, but then I began to wonder on what is happening right now over in Paris, which is where I asummed this picture was taken, I mean. Did the zombies spread world wide?

I hope not, I hope that one day a group of planes will just come along and carry us away from here.

The door opened wide as Damon walked into the trailer.

"Jayce, we have a problem!" Damon spoke, geastuing me to follow him.

I approched, but stopped.

"You sure its safe?" I asked.

He threw me a large sweater and a baseball cap.

I put them on and followed him out, keeping my head low so nobody could see my face.

Damon and I stopped at the back of a swarm of people, they were all throwing there hands into the air and yelling in agreement.

I looked up to see Maya tied to a wooden pole, she stood on a large wooden stage.

Jeff appeared and he walked up onto the stage with Maya.

"This murderer will pay for the death of Edwin!" Jeff said throwing his fist into the air.

The crowd roared in approvel.

"Maya Skeleton has been given the chance to give up the locations of her allies, but she refused. So, we must treat her as a murderer, and a trader. DEATH BY FIRE!" Jeff screamed as Carter lit a torch at the bottom of the stage.

Jeff looked out to the crowd.

"Before we kill her! I ask if there is any of the traders out in this crowd! Who would be willing to give themselves up to save this young women!" Jeff offered.

I lowered my head, I knew if I gave myself up he'd kill us both.

"Hey dummy!" A voice yelled.