Hell Has Just Begun

Chapter 3: Gone Forever

It was a dark and erie night with the constant sounds of groans. I guess those were the biters calling one another, if they do. Max and I were in a different room to before, this room had two beds and chester draws. We unpacked the bag which we bought from home and placed our clothes carefully in the draws. We were both so un-energised and we were just wanted to sleep. I called to Josh and told him we were going to sleep, he was sitting in a chair sipping away his life with an old looking bottle of Vodka. Although he was 15, I guess that's was just a way he kept the sadness away. He didn't answer back so I just left and went back to the room. Max was already in bed with his eyes half closed. I did the same.

Throughout the night, there was the persistent racket of car alarms going off waking me up every now and then.

"Hey Max, you up?" I whispered.

"Yeah".

"Can we go to the shop tomorrow? I really want to find my mum, I miss her".

Tears began to dispatch from my eyes like jetliners taking off. I turned to my pillow and let my cries mellow in the soft cushion. Max sat up and told me it would be alright. Not to worry and we will go tomorrow, no matter what.  

I soon woke up to the noise of splattering. Staggering out bed, I looked at my watch. 7:09am. I glanced over at Max who was still asleep. I'd thought I'd let him sleep for a while as I spend some time with Josh. I walked into the main room and found Josh cooking eggs. We didn't speak but we looked, looked at eachother's eyes and knew what was to be said. We sat down and ate and then Max came out. We explained to Josh about my mum and how we wanted to go to the shops to look for her. Maybe she hid somewhere or there's a group of survivors? I didn't know what to think.

We made our way out the door armed up. I had my rifle, Max had a pump shotgun and Josh has his stealthy machete with a handgun. Being as quiet as we could, we made our way slowy towards the shops. Josh explained that the biters were attracted to noise. You make a sudden or loud noise, they come for you. This kind of worried me as we didn't have silencers, we had open fired guns, as loud as a jet.

There is was, the shop where mum didn't come back from. While we kept walking to the entrance, I was thinking about if she wasn't there, what if she left? She could've gone back to the house, I don't know anything. We entered the shop with caution realising it was trashed. Stalls were down and food was everywhere. The cashiers were robbed of their money and broken glass was flooding the floors. There was no one in sight. Not one person.

"Mum, mum, are you in here?".

No response. Memories were flashing in the back of my head and I couldn't hold it in. The cry overtook me and tears dripped from my face. I saw multiple bodies lying around. I glanced at each one and then found her. I dropped to my knees and buried my head into her arms. Max and Josh were just standing there with their heads down. My mum was gone. Gone forever.