zombie apocalypse | the fallen (book One) [REWRITING]

chapter 6

You have been driving for 4 hours. It has been mostly silent besides emma singing in the back seat. "Have you heard from your mom yet?" "Still nothing..." Your voice trails off. "She will eventually." Preston reassures you and continues looking at the map. "It looks like there may be places on carver avenue. but likely empty." "Well if there's a chance anythings left we need to take it at this point."

You stay silent until you reach the road. "Place could be infested. We need to stay quiet no matter what." "Alright. Em, remember what we taught you?" "Yes Preston." "Good." You all walk silently down the sidewalk until you reach a store. "Let's hope there's no bell." You slowly open the door. No sound.

"Oh thank god." Preston sighs relieved. "Yeah but there still could be something at any corner." You look around and after it's clear you start stocking up and go.

It's been 3 more days. You received a message but from an unknown number.
Unknown
Please help me!
You
Who are you?
Unknown
P    L
E A
S    E
Z
Oe!
You
WHO IS THIS!?
The messages stop.
"Everything okay?" Preston touches your shoulder making you jump a little. "I just... received messages from somebody asking for help." "Let me see." You hand him your phone. "Any idea who it may be?" "If we're lucky, my mom. But I have to know them cus I never give my number to anyone." "Let's hope it is her. We're gonna find her, or whoever this is." Preston hands you your phone and goes to check on Emma. *ding*
Unknown
Please there is not much time before they're back!
You
How can we help if we don't know who you are?
Unknown
It's-
The person stops typing and just leaves it at "it's."
You
Hello?

No answer. You just put your phone on the grass and lay down. Your mins going a hundred miles a minute thinking about the messages. A rustling comes from the trees and you instantly shoot up. You wait, pointing your gun in the direction of the sound.

"Don't shoot!" A woman comes out with her hands up. "My names temi. I came from my camp just up ahead that way. I'm not trying to bother you just passing by to get supplies." "Yeah well keep walking." You keep your gun pointed. "Zo." Preston says from behind. "What?" You don't blink as you watch the middle aged woman as she stares at Emma.

"You have a little girl?" "Isn't that obvious?" "We have children, at my camp." "Good for you keep walking." "Why don't you come with me! We have food, water, and real homes you can live in. It'll be safer for her." "No." The woman walks slowly towards you and you start squeezing the trigger.

"They're attracted to sound." "No fucking shit lady. I know more than anyone about this. We are not going with you. However you should be on your own way before shit starts going down." "Zoe, I know you don't trust anyone and you don't need to. I don't either. But if this 'camp' is real it may be all we have right now. What if your moms there." "DON'T BRING MY MOM INTO IT! SHE WON'T BE THERE!"

You swing around angrily to face Preston. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" "don't." You turn back around to temi. "How many of you are there?" "20? Maybe." "Is there a woman named kryssie?" "Not sure. We don't keep track of residents personal information." "Residents? As in a town or something?" "Yes. Wallman town." You stay quiet for a minute.

"Why should we go with you? And why wouldn't you keep track of names at least? " "We have plenty of security and supplies. We don't feel we have too since people come and go everyday. And the girl can make some friends. This world can get pretty lonely." "If you have enough supplies then why are you out here saying you need it?" " ya' can never have enough these days."

You turn your head slightly towards preston and Emma without taking your eyes of temi. Preston notices. "You got us this far. You make the choices you think is best." Preston stands next to you. "How far?" "Boutta 10 minute walk from here." "Hm, fine. Pull anything and I won't hesitate to push you into those zombies down there. " "Understood. What are your names?" 'I thought she didn't keep track' you think to yourself. "I'm Zoe, Preston, and that's Emma." "Nice to meet you all."