About the apocalypse

Chapter 3

I limp over, it seems I make the discussions. Always. Cody walks behind me as I make my way towards the table. I over look the variety of guns and other items. 20 and 12 gauge shotguns, damn things had the kick of a mule, lots of ammo, suppressors, knives, Olympia, 2 riot shields, five-seven, KAP-40, and many more, but the things thats strike my eyes are the M16 and a luger. I pick up one of the suppressors, screw it on and take all the ammo for the to guns. Cody picks up a KAP-40 and screws on the suppressor, grabs the ammo and sits down in the hay scattered around on the floor. I sit next to him and his (not) muscles tense up. I watch eveyone go through.

Michelle- 12 gauge (not realizing the kickback she will fly) no suppressor, all the ammo.

Ryan- Riot shield (IDIOT).

Sierra- 20 gauge, ammo, suppressor and a riot shield.

Eliza- Olympia, suppressor, ammo.

We all sit in a circle quitely and clean the guns while loading them. Except of course for Ryan.  I look at Cody and him to me, I hold his gaze and snap back to realty.  "Go check how close they are from here." He nods and helps himselp up  with the useing of my shoulder and  climbs down the ladder. He looks out a window in the baxk of a farm house and we hear a thump. I look down to where the noice happened, "Da hell was that?" I yell to him. "Be quite they're maybe 20 feet away." and with that scrambles up the ladder again. "Everyone needs to stay quite as possible." Eliza says in a soft, calm voice. She is the bigger person at the age of 8. I crawl over to the ladder and pull it up. WITH THE HELP OF NO ONE. When you're in the middle of no where, the moans and stummbles sound like they're on top of you. About 20 minutes later they're in the barn. My first instinct is to cover  Eliza's mouth with my hand. Which reminds me, my black painted nails look awful. After an hour it's pitch black, but they're still coming I whisper in Eliza's ear. "Go ahead and fall asleep, sweetheart." she looks at me mortified. "I can't go to sleep without a lulaby and prayers. " I look at her "Hunny, I don't know any prayers, but I do know a lulaby. " I tell her.

" Players first."

"Ok."

"Can I start."

"You have to I don't know how. "

Her hands were together ready to pray when she notices my statement.

"You don't know how?"

I shake my head.

"Why?"

"Well, I'm not Christian."

"What are you? Why not?"

"I'm agnostic,  which means I don't believe in the bible or anything like that, but I believe in love and magic and gods and goddesses. I'm not because what god whould let this hellish thing happen?"

"Population control,  there arn't enough resources."

"You're smart, but children and babies. I used to I'll tell you that, but I don't anymore."

"Does Cody?"

"You should ask him."

"In the morning can we pray now?"

"Yes."

"Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep.  When in the morning light when I wake, teach me the path of love to take.

Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the lord my soul to keep. Your angles watch me through the nigh, and keep me safe till morning's light.

And if I shall die before I wake I pray the lord my soul to take.

Ok lulaby. "

"Ok,

Go to sleep and close your eyes, and dream of broken butterflies. Who tore their wing against a thorne, you know the pain that they have born.

Sliver metal shine so bright, scarlet blood that feels so right. Watch that blood trickling down and wake up just before you drown.

The moonlights shineing off your tears as you bleed out your own worst fears.

Tonight before you start to cry whisper the cutters lulaby.

Hush a bye baby, you're almost dead, you don't have a pulse anf your pillows red. Your family hates you and your friends let you bleed, sleep close to that knife 'cause it's all that you need.

Rock a bye baby.

Broken and scared, you didn't know life would be this hard.

Release the pain that you hind so well and down will come baby, straight back to hell."

She laughs.

LAUGHS.

SHE LIKED IT.

LAUGHS.

HAHA.

Laughs.