Flesh Eaters

The Doctor

Chapter 16 - The Doctor

*Murphy's POV*

I glance up from the road into the rearview mirror. Behind us, Baird and Mercedes follow in their truck. I don't know if I should trust them or not. Somethin' just seems off about them. Grey's already placed trust in them.

I look over at her. She stares out the passenger window looking lost in thought. Her hands lightly scratch at the clean bandaging coverin' her arms. She wheezes quietly as she breathes. I wish there was somethin' I could do for her broken ribs.

I turn my attention back ta' the road and steer the truck around an abandoned van. As we move passed it I notice the back of it is packed with boxes. The windshield is shattered and broken glass covers the seats.

I drive ta' the side of the road and park. Grey looks over at me with a confused look.

I nod towards the van and say, "supply stop. Ya' can come with or ya' can stay here, up ta' you."

I grab my crossbow and climb out. As I shut the door I see Baird climbing out of his truck. I sling my crossbow over my back and head over ta' the van.

As I open the back of the van Baird comes ta' stand next to me. I ignore him and open first box I see. It's filled with CD's and movies, nothing useful. I slide the box outta the van and move on ta' the next one.

Baird hovers over my shoulder as I open the next box. I grit my teeth in annoyance and try to ignore him.

This box is filled with clothes. I glance over at my truck for Grey and see her watching me. I motion for her ta' come over. Slowly she climbs outta the truck and makes her way over.

"Here," I say as I set the box on the ground, "find some warm clothes for yourself."

As Grey sets to work picking out clothes I move on ta' the next box. I feel Baird's eyes on me as I open it.

I stop what I'm doing and turn ta' face him. "Why don't ya' keep watch for eater's or somethin'. Don't worry we'll share supplies."

Baird watches me for a moment before he turns and walks away.

I shake my head and turn back ta' the box. This ones filled with cans of food. Baked beans, corn, fruit cocktail, tuna, and more.

"Jackpot," I mumble as I slide the box over to the one Grey digs through.

As I straighten back up I see Mercedes. She stands, watching me for a moment before she asks, "do you need any help?"

"Nah," I say as I glance over at Grey and see she has a nice pile of clothes picked out. "Why don't ya find yourself some new clothes too."

She nods then heads over ta' Grey and I turn back to the van. I open the last box and see it's filled with junk. I dig through it, looking for anything that might come in handy. I find a black handled jackknife in the bottom of the box and tuck it into my pants pocket.

I jump as a gunshot rips through the silence. I spin around and see an eater fall ta' the ground a few feet away from Baird. I glance down the road and see another eater stop and start stumbling towards the sound.

"Shit," I mumble and turn away from the van. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOIN', I shout at Baird as he takes aim at the eater.

He glances over at me then pulls the trigger. Another shot booms and the eater falls.

"YA' TRYIN' TA' GET US ALL KILLED," I shout as I storm over to him.

Down the road more eaters appear, moaning and stumbling our direction. Baird shifts his aim to another as I get closer to him.