The Night of the Scent

CH.2 A Rude Awakening

I walked back into our little house and when i saw Mike and Scott still asleep on the floor i started to bang my hand against the wall and shouted "Come on guys wake up! We've got to move!". Still kind of startled from the banging and the yelling, Mike sat up from where he was sleeping and said "Seriously? Again? We have been wondering around for moths, can't we just stay here for a few days?". Then I remembered that we actually had been traveling for a LONG time, almost a year actually. It wasn't as long as a trip though for Mike, because he had lived in Rhode Island, and we had traveled all the way from California.

"No, we can't", i said, " last night i smelled rotting flesh, that means that either the infected are here, or something bigger is on its way, and we need to get going NOW.". After a few minutes of both Mike and Scott groaning and saying how they didn't want to get up and leave, I finally said, "OK then, stay here, I'm going to go find the safe house alone then, see you guys later and hopefully no infected find you.", then i walked away.

After about five minutes of walking i heard yelling from behind me "WAIT UP!!", I instantly recognised the voices, it was Scott and Mike. "So finally decided that you guys might be better off leaving that shelter huh?". "That, and the fact that you left with our only shotgun." Scott instantly retorted back. I then realised that I had only left them with two pistols with a few mags for each one. I never intended to do that, but i guess it turned out in my favor anyways. I threw Mikes shotgun back to him and we continued walking.

As we walked i felt as if i was the leader of our small group or something, however, if you saw us, you probably wouldn't think the same, considering the fact that Mike and Scott were both about a foot taller than me, and allot stronger than me, but i knew that since they have still let me live i must have some quality about me that they find use full. The reason I say it is surprising they let me live is because mostly what we have seen from other groups of people that have joined us on our trips for short times throughout the year, is that if someone seems to be weak they will be killed so that they won't get infected and bring the rest of the group down.

I still felt like the odd on out, however, with Scott and Mike both obviously allot bigger than me, they also shared similar features, except for slight differences like how Scott has pitch black hair, while Mikes is more of a blond. You could say that they almost looked like twins if they had shared the same hair colour. 

But then my thoughts were cut short by a loud banging sound. All three of us instantly knew by the sound, it was gun fire. All three of us quickly dropped to the ground, trying to avoid the shots. "where are the shots coming from?", I yelled while trying to keep as close to the ground as physically possible. "sounds like from in front of us, we need to find something to had behind and fast!", Scott yelled back at me. Conveniently there was what looked like a small forest in front of us. We ran to the largest tree that we could see and hid there while more and more bullets kept flying past us.

"Well isn't this just great Leon" Mike said to me, "We could be back at that shelter, sleeping right now but NOOOOOO we have to leave because something might be after us, but now, we are taking gun fire from, oh I don't know maybe 20 or 30 people!!". As i was just about to say something back, Scott's voice sounded over mine, "This isn't the time to act like a little bitch Mike, we need to find a way to either get out of here, or kill all the people shooting at us!". Mike looked infuriated, but held back and just nodded in agreement. I pulled out my binoculars and looked through the forest to see who was shooting at us. Through all the foliage i saw what looked like a large brick wall, with small holes in it, just big enough to fit a barrel of a gun through, and still be able to see what is outside.

I told Mike and Scott what i was able to see. We sat there thinking of what we were going to do when suddenly we heard something. Strange noises that we didn't recognise, it sounded like a large group of people. Some moaning and groaning, and some screaming. I pulled out my binoculars again, and i was so scared that as i tried to tell Mike and Scott what it was, I started fumbling over my words. "It's a hoard of infected!!!" I yelled, "they aren't shooting at us, they are shooting at the infected!"

As i said this i realised. we only have two choices, sit here and die to the infected, or run towards the wall and hope they don't shoot us. So we ran. I lead our small group, with Scott following close behind my path. Mike was running slightly behind Scott turning around every few seconds to shoot an infected. We continued running until we got to the wall. And sure enough the hoard was right behind us.

I pulled out my .1911, and Scott did the same, and as we prepared to die fighting, a portion of the wall opened. about 10 or 20 people ran out screaming and shooting, all with a gun, or some type of sword in hand, ready to defend their small town. Seeing this gave us all hope that we would live still, and charged in with the pack. Scott and Mike were instantly split from me, but i knew they would be fine, I started unloading on the infected, clip by clip. the adrenaline from the fight seemed to make everything go in slow-mo, as i watched one come towards me, and i juked out of the way, and shot it in the back of the head, and turned back around to continue the fight. Then almost instantly, life started to come back to full speed, and the group of infected were gone, and i was still alive.

I watched everyone celebrating that they lived another day. Then i saw, one of the people had been bitten on the arm, and a bullet hole through his head. I didn't recognize the body, but i realized that the people here killed anyone who was bitten on the spot, and this made me worry about Scott and Mike. I walked near the crowd of people and found Mike instantly. "Oh good Leon, you're alive, I'm not sure about Scott yet though", Mike said. we started to walk around, but still no sign of Scott, then we heard more gun shots, me and Mike instantly ran towards the sounds, and there we found him.

Scott was standing over an inffected's dead body, unloading clip after clip into the corpses head. He yelled at the body "Suck it!!", then both me and Mike busted up laughing. Then we saw the group of people walking back into the town, so we decided to follow them. As we got into the town, a very feminine voice came from behind us, "Hey!", we knew that it was directed towards us so we turned around to see a girl sitting up on the part of the wall where people were shooting from earlier, and she said, "you three aren't from around here are you?"

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