Dead Silent

Dead Silent - Chapter Eight

"I have a daughter." Henry stated, "She's twenty-seven. Most beautiful girl in the world. She's a doll. So nice to her mother. Ah, Danielle, I miss you."

After we just barely escaped from the military base, we were back on dirt road. No one said anything for a while after Henry finished talking about his daughter until I asked, "So, where are we headed? Anywhere specific?" No answer.

We drove all day. We reached a city that didn't look like anybody was occupying. We were about half a mile out from it. My hands were sweaty on the stearing wheel and the center of my foot was soar from acceleration all day, non-stop. I almost slipped from the sweat and made us crash, but I grabbed back on without anyone noticing. There were train tracks that you had to cross to get in the city. It was about two cars' length from the track to the first building. We stopped the Jeep right before the tracks to think about any last minute choices. We decided to go in. Riding through the streets was very quiet. Peaceful. I was at peace for the first time in a long time. There weren't any cars in parking lots or streets, because people escaped. However, there was a larger then average sized pick up truck ahead. As we got closer, people came from behind it with heavy machine guns and I immediately slammed the breaks and reversed that mother f*cker. Shots were flying through the windshield, right passed our faces. One clipped Esther's left shoulder. She was in the right seat in the back of the Jeep. Henry, in the passenger seat. "Put your heads down!" I commanded.

Switching to Esther's point of view

"Esther, get down now!" James shouted. I was in shock. I'd been shot. By a gun. Am I going to die? I'm so scared. James spun the Jeep around after reversing in and I flopped to the other side of the back seat. I stayed in the position I landed in because James told me to get down. I was down now. Bleeding. Thinking. Hurting. Everything was happening in slow motion, and I only saw blurr.

Switching back to James

Now the bullets were coming from behind us because we spun around. I guess they thought we were Russians because of the military Jeep. We took a left into a parking lot so we were safe behind a building. It was a very large building. Tan, with black bricks in some places, it was a school. We went in a corridor and started running down the hallway. We were coming up on a right turn with a left turn a few yards further. Just as we came to the right turn, a Russian came strolling around the left one with a submachine gun in-hand. We hid behid the wall, hoping he would turn right from the hall he was coming from. Because if we ran, then he would hear us. He turned left. Yes. I told Henry to take Esther back outside on my mark. Esther's eyes were wide open and she was holding her shoulder, mumbling things. I peered around the corner, slowly and waited for the soldier to turn down the hallway coming up on his right. He did. I told Henry and Esther to go, but swiftly. Henry forgot pushing doors open while running is loud. The soldier came quickly around the corner he had just gone down. As he came running down the hall I came out of hiding and clipped him right in his nose with my elbow. He fall to ground and hit his head, knocked out. That's what happens when you run in the halls. I took his pistol, and his knife, but not the machine gun. "James, come out here now!" Henry yelled.

I heard a vehicle speed off just as I got out of the doors. They were gone. One day. I want one good day. I ran out into the middle of the street and was passed on both sides by two pick up trucks. So, I got into the Jeep and turned the key. It wouldn't start, the fual gauge was below 'E'. I didn't know what to do.

Switching to Henry

So this is it huh? The world goes to shit by radical communists, and I die by some morons who got ahold of  guns. What a way.

We were locked and tied up in a trunk with empty gas cans, batteries, and a hammer. At every turn, something hit me in my head. We stopped and we heard voices. "Get me the girl." One said.

We were on gravel. I could tell from the way the footsteps sounded. So we weren't close to the city, military base, or any dirt roads. The trunk opened. I looked up and all I could see was a silhouette of a man with an AK-47 on his back and sun glare all around him. It hurt my eyes. I looked at Esther who was unconcious. Then back up the man. This is exactly what they want. A pretty, unconcious girl, I have to do something. I kicked him in the stomach and he aimed his gun at my face. "No, Ian, we need them. Both of them." Another one said as he was pushing the gun down towards the ground.

They both carried Esther inside a small building. More like a shack. Ha! We had a military base. Well, for like twenty minutes, but it was still better than a ticket booth.

Switching to James

I went back inside the school. It is a school, so I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up for any real supplies. Walking up a flight of stairs, I heard footsteps. I was on a platform between the two stair cases. They both lead the same direction, just one went up and one went down. I didn't know whether the footsteps were upstairs or downstairs. I froze. You idiot, hide! I went upstairs and didn't see anyone. I'm so lucky. I found a desk chair with metal legs and used it as a lock for the door that I came through at the top of the stairs. I did it quietly though. I had to make do with what ever was here for now. I was getting hungry. I snuck around each class room with my knife ready, pistol in the back of my jeans. Those are what I was wearing when the people who were dead now knocked on my front door. After searching all the rooms of the upstairs hallway, I settled in a Spanish room. I used to suck at spanish. Homo say ya mama? Isn't that right? Ah, I'm too tired for this.