The Walkers

Chapter 10

I know this is hard to believe, but bear with me. I swear to God or whatever that is up there mocking us at this precise moment that the statues just moved. Why do I get the feeling that Christen was already anticipating this? She has a smug look on her face and is sweating bullets. Me? My legs are shivering okay. See? She already has brought the lasso out from god-knows-where.

"Christen, things look bleak. Can we go home now?" Someone has to drop the bomb to this girl. I ain't messing with some ancient mumbo jumbo.

"What do you mean, Audrey? We can beat them." I am pretty sure that we can't. One. Two. I lost the count at eight. If we turn back maybe, we can... oh. There's Bruce blocking the exit.

"Am... Um..." I just stood there, staring blankly at the approaching menace while the big, furry pal back there just cut short my escape route. 

"Don't worry! Calm down!" That's a pretty valiant way to say the things, Christen. Do you have a plan? Do you have an idea on how to get our butts out of this mess? I am listening to options, girl.

"Do you have a plan?" I will voice my worries. You cannot change my mind.

Yes I have." My partner said that with such security that I almost believed it. I am listening, Christen...

My face was blank. I was staring right onto her eyes as expecting to tell me the rest of the plan. Come on! I am not a fortune teller! I don't know what you are thinking. At least cut me some slack and explain to me what do we have to do! Please?

"..." I am still waiting. Looks like the warrior statues are coming closer. If I can roughly sketch a distance from our bodies, that'll be around five feet and counting. Four. God dammit! They are beautiful, seven feet tall, Aztec or Mayan or Hispanic, ripped and sturdy God statues. Please Christen say something.

"Wait for it..." She answered? What do I have to wait? We are going to run, right? We're going to escape, right? When did you strapped a gun to your leg?! The logic in this place is more catastrophic and useless than learning about demographics in school. Did I go to school? Not the time and place to ask me this questions.

"..." You got me completely lost, Christen. It was a pleasure to die by your side!

"Almost there..." Christen, you are making no sense. Stop taking that posture! You look like a runner who is about to sprint. Oh. I see what you did there. But that's totally the opposite direction from the exit. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no.

"Don't tell me...?" She flashed me a smile! I knew it! We're so done! I am totally going to slap your cheeks once this is over!

"RUN!" She howled as she started a dash in between the beautiful men-statues. Wait for me! Huff. Huff. I got no physical condition and I am barefoot! I am going! She slipped away! Great! Now I just have to... Oh no! There's a spear coming my way! I can see it hitting my face! I'm gonna die here! I can feel the impact any time now...

"Eh...?" What happened?