The Zombie Chronicles

Part II: Executioner

Two months later….

I felt the lump on Jenny’s head. It was a little smaller than it had been the day before and she didn’t cringe as much when I touched it. Her face was still swollen on the left side from three days before but it looked a lot better.

“How you feeling?” I asked softly.

She closed her eyes and let out a sigh.

“Like total shit.”

She leaned against the cracked cell wall and patted the ground next to her. I pulled myself over, my legs cramped from sitting down for so long, almost a week. She leaned in and kissed my cheek.

“I got it she whispered.”

I felt adrenaline rush through my body. Tonight was the night. I looked at the guard who sat across from our cell. He was engrossed in a faded copy of a Playboy magazine. He had no idea what was coming. Josh and Jonathan sat on the other side of the cell against the cold steel bars, both staring blankly at the opposite wall. I cleared my throat. Josh slowly turned his head his eyes tired. I nodded slowly at him. It was like he was woken from a dream. His shoulders straightened and a faint smile crept across his face. He nudged Johnathan and gestured with his head towards me. Johnathan looked back and forth between me and Josh until a look of understanding dawned on his face. He smiled too. I pointed to the dirty mattress that was in the corner of our cell. Josh nodded. Jenny started choking. I jumped back from her in surprise. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she started convulsing on the cell floor.

“Help. HELP!” I yelled at the guard.

He lazily raised his eyes from the magazine. His eyes bugged out of his skull though when he saw what was happening to Jenny.

‘Shit shit shit.” he mumbled to himself as got up and fumbled with the keys. Opening the door he kneeled over her his face full of panic. She stopped moving.

“What the-“

 Josh drove a jagged piece of glass into the man’s neck. He didn’t even have time to scream and was dead before he hit the floor. Jenny opened her eyes and wiped a drop of the guard’s blood that had gotten on her face.

“Let’s do this shit.”

Josh handed me a large rusty nail. I shuttered remembering the time when they had stabbed Jenny with it. She cried for days until we finally pulled it out of her. You could see the bump the scar had left on her shoulder through her shirt. He gave Johnathan the other piece of glass. They had gotten those from me. The scars on my chest were a constant reminder of the time Rudolf had thrown me through a window. Our captors didn’t believe they were obliged to help us when they hurt us more than seriously. That’s why there were only four of us left. Josh patted down the guard and found the cell keys and a handgun. He gave it to Jenny.

“Try not to shoot us.” he said half-jokingly.

She gave him a hard look.

“Psst hey.” A voice called from across the holding area.

I looked at the other holding cell.

“Get us out.”

I hesitated. Another group had been living there for the past few days. We didn’t know who they were or what they had done to be put in here. They could be a danger to us. But on the other hand, the more help we had the better the odds of us getting out alive.

“Get em out.” I said to Josh.

He ran over to the door with the guards keys and unlocked it.

“I suppose you have a plan?”

There were five of them, three guys and two girls. The girl who had asked was maybe twenty with curly brown hair. I looked at Jenny. She reached into shirt and pulled out a small silver key.