Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 26

The cold crisp breeze kissed my face with a sting. After the last bag was dropped into the boot of the bus we all boarded the vehicle with worry dripping from our faces.

The pitter patter of everyone's hearts beating at full force sat in my ear canal.

What if we don't make it in time?

What if it was an old message on repeat?

We were taking a big risk that I wasn't sure that I was actually willing to take. But it's not my lone decision to make, it's a group decision.

Suddenly a warm smooth hand slinked it's way around my rest making me feel safe and secure.

"And what do you think you're doing?" I said to Peter, swatting his hand out from my side.

"What? Can't I hug my girlfriend?"

I smiled.

Girlfriend.

"No, not when we are trying to save ourselves from death, now get back to the wheel. We are on a time schedule here!"
Finally Peter listened and made his way to the drivers seat.

"Everyone ready?"

Small murmurs erupted from the bus.

"Good enough for me"

As I gazed out the window, I felt colder than normal. Almost frozen. My breath caused a fog to appear on the thin glass in front of me. I traced the image of a flower before it slowly disappeared into the dark night.

"Scary isn't it?" Mason asked

An emptiness filled my brain. I guess it was scary, but I didn't feel as if that was the right word for it.

"Unknown more like"

"Unknown?"

"Yeah, unknown"

"Elaborate please" he crossed his arms and leant back in the chair, a sly smile crept onto his lips, his shaggy brown hair falling softly against his eyes.

"When I say unknown I mean exactly that. My feelings are unknown because our outcome is still unknown"

He slowly nodded registering what I had simply said. Finally he uncrossed his arms the sound of thick leather crinkling sent goosebumps over my skin.

"Is unknown a good feeling or a bad feeling?"

I pondered this for a moment...

"That's still unknown."

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When you're in a state of sleeping the outside world doesn't effect how you feel. While you sleep you are in complete nothingness, unless you of course dream.

Dreaming on the other hand can change your perception of the outer world instead. Making you feel different on the inside even though the outside hasn't changed.

So in all reality dreams can be better than life itself. But it's funny that without life, we cannot dream.

I don't know how long I was sleeping for but I can sure as hell tell you that it was better then living out our actual life.

"Carmen! Get the fuck up we have a problem up here"

Breaking my eyes open quickly I made my hazy way up to the front of the bus.

My stomach felt as if it was about to fall out my ass. Bile rose up into my throat and my lungs tightened.

"Oh my god..." Was the only thing I could choke out.

"Well what do we do?" Karli shook her blonde hair and tied it in a messy bun on top of her head, hands rubbing her cheeks in horror.

At least 5 kilometres ahead were packed with zombies. Treading towards our bus. There was absolutely no chance of driving through them.

Scanning the terrain was full of uneven gravel and bits of bush. Obviously we couldn't go around them either.

We were stuck.

Trapped.

With an hour and  a half left.

And still 50 minutes till our destination.

"I have no Idea"

"Great" Beth popped up.

The time ticked down from my watch, panic was rising in my system.

It sucked knowing that we had come so far yet still couldn't make it. That all this effort ad fighting and suffering was worth noting but pain.

Beth stood with confidence.

"I know what I have to do."

She began to tell us her plan.

"No. I'm not going to let you sacrifice yourself for us! There is no hope that you will survive this time!" I felt the same thing but it was Max to say it. Secretly I wondered if he had a thing for her.

"No Max, this is what I have to do. Something is telling me that I have to do this. Something is giving me the courage to do this! I'm not saying that I don't appreciate me life with everyone but I'm just so tired. So tired of everything. Let me do this. I'm finished this is what I want"

I had no idea what to say.

No one did.

I mean what could we say?

"No please don't save us, let us all die together"

But then again we also couldn't say: "Sure go kill yourself"

Conflicted was an understatement. This answer was unknown.

"Do it" Mason spoke, head bowed in respect.

"I'd rather you do it for something good then just decide to take your life alone with no benefit like Garret"

Karli's hand reached out for Mason's arm.

"Mace..." She began, sympathy drooping from her voice.

"-Stop Karli! Garret was selfish! I don't care that he's dead because its true! He didn't care about how it affected us! All he cared about was himself and finding a quick escape. Beth I don't want anyone to go through that again, be brave, braver than us"

I sighed. I guess he was right but I couldn't help but feel guilty like I was setting up a Murder.

But the guilt I had now was nothing compared to what I felt no later then ten minutes later.