After All

PROLOGUE

The boards blocking the front door were cracking in a hundred places and ready to shatter, bringing utter chaos into the house.

"Get to the garage, now! I'll hold them off!" Maverick yells as the other two rush off. He grabs a rusty shovel on the living room table, and prepares himself in front of the boarded door.

Garyll and Vess hurriedly enter the garage, and they may as well have smashed the door down, and got in anyway.

"Go get some supplies, and I'll start up the car," Garyll exclaims to Vess.

Wood chips were flying off into Maverick's direction, one by one, along with a few nails. Who knows when those boards'll break?

Vess grabs some first-aid kits and a couple of ammo crates, and loads them into the trunk. While doing so, she hears the sound of wood falling to the ground, followed by alternating groaning and whacking sounds. It's coming from the living room.

"I don't think Mav is having a good time right now," Vess says.

"And you think I don't know? What do I look like to you? Was I born yesterday?" Garyll replies.

"How will I know that? What do I look like to you? Your parents?"

Vess proceeds to do a random motion with her hands, like she is dropping something.

"What are you... doing?" Garyll asks.

"You do not see this... but I am dropping a microphone right now."

"How the hell does one get a microphone in the middle of a freakin' apocalypse???"

"See, this is why nobody talks to you at school."

The whacking sounds from outside the garage vanish, followed by the sound of someone running, slowly approaching them.

Maverick enters the garage, closes the door, and pushes a tool shelf in front of it.

"How was it out there?" Vess asks.

Panting sounds continuing, Maverick replies. "How do I begin to describe it... let me see... terrible!"

Garyll, already in the driver's seat, interrupts. "Stop your yammering and get in!"

Maverick and Vess proceed to enter the car as the toolshelf gives way to green menacing creatures on the other side of the door.

"Hurry!" Garyll yells.

The creatures come closer, step by step.

Vess enters the car first, and Maverick was just resisting the urge to slam her in.

A zombie reaches Maverick. Its rotting green hand gets a hold of his leg.

"Stop that, you sad rotting excuse for a human being! Only Dessie can do that," Maverick says as he shakes the zombie's hand off.

Maverick enters the car to see Vess smiling at him.

Maverick, blankly, asks. "What is it?"

Vess replies. "Who is this Dessie you speak of?"

Maverick blushes. "Shut up. You don't need to know..." Then he looks at Garyll with a look that says, "Drive."

Garyll uses the car to smash the garage front, and they continue their journey.

"AFTER ALL"
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[All parts of this story are from the writer's imagination. If anything written here is similar to real-life events, people, places, etc., note that this is completely unintentional.]