Dex and Tinley were held by their collars by Wally's men. They scrambled to stay along with the fast paced men and tried to prevent being choked to death. Wally followed close behind.The Factory hallways were rough. Small and narrow hallways with rooms that used to be offices before the outbreak. Some of them had name tags on the door to tell who's was who's. The hallways all looked the exact same. The walls were dry wall and the floors were cold hard concrete that had puddles of water in them. Some small light bulbs hung overhead attached to a wire. Some of them flickered badly and some continued lighting up.
Different kinds of people were walking through the hallways. Some wore full body armor. Police riot gear that they must have scavenged while going on hunts. They held large weapons ranging from small machine guns all the way to large Barrett caliber rifles. Lots of them had machetes and baseball bats at their side but the occasional person had a hatchet or knife. They all had short to medium and well trimmed hair. They gave Dex and Tinley hateful glares as they were dragged down the hallway like dogs.
Other people looked like they came from the Great Depression. They had raggedy and horribly stain clothes. The fabrics were torn and they looked dirty. Dex and Tinley did not spot one elderly or obese person. They figured Wally either killed them or they starved them out.
The men were dragging to two towards a room labeled 'cell'. The door was carved out and in place of the door were metal bars with a lock. Dex tried resisting, again, and yanked back on the man's hand. He let go quickly and Dex scrambled to his feet. He turned around and charged at Wally. Tinley turned around quickly and gasped as Wally ducked and tripped Dex. The irrational man tripped over Wally's foot and rolled to the ground. Wally quickly pulled his Colt Cobra and aimed it at Tinley.
"Get back here. I will cap her." Wally yelled angrily. Dex leaned on his knees and he gave a cocky smirk. "You won't kill her," he said slowly standing up. "You like her too much." he casually traded back towards the soldiers.
Wally pointed at the cell door. He looked at Dex and Tinley and made an angry face. "Get inside." he commanded with a roaring voice. Both people paused and hesitated. Tinley held onto Dex's hand and got closer to him. She giggled a little bit. "Ooh," she said in a perverse way. "They're locking us in a room together." Tinley skipped towards the door and waited for a soldier to unlock it. Dex nudged Wally. "If your plan was to make us hate our stay, then by golly, you have failed miserably, Wally." Dex smiled in a smug way.
Wally grabbed Dex by the back of his neck forcefully. He squeezed as hard as he could. "Say that name one more time and see what happens to you." Wally growled through his teeth. Dex flinched a little and continued chuckling. "That doesn't hurt," he smiled harder. "Wally."
Wally shoved him to the floor. Dex dived into the cold hard concrete and slammed his chin on it, scratching it. Wally pointed to one of his soldiers. "Get me the cat of nine tails!" he hollered. Two soldiers nodded and began sprinting down the hallway. Dex pulled himself up and sat on his rear, looking at Tinley behind the cell door. He looked back up at Wally. "You're bringing me a mutated cat?" he asked. Wally rubbed his temple. "No, you idiot. It's a medieval torture device. It's a bullwhip but it has nine whips attached to it." Wally yelled. Dex's face turned pale. "So nine bullwhips at once? Will it hurt?" he asked. Wally looked at him with a pale face. Tinley suddenly spoke up from the cell. "Don't worry, baby," she giggled. "You're used to being whipped!" Dex and Tinley both busted out laughing, despite their circumstances. Wally kicked the cell door and it rattled loudly. "Shut up! No he doesn't!" Wally yelled. Dex looked up at Wally. "You don't know what we do in our spare time." "I know you guys don't do anything bad! I'd know." Wally crossed his arms. Tinley looked at him, trying not to laugh.
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Fear the Roaming Dead
Science FictionBefore this whole thing started, you know, the outbreak. Before it all started he was a runaway convict partnered with a straight A student who just wanted to experience some adventure. These two men, or should it be, man and man-child get themselve...