Chapter 3: The House

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We reached the house and we got out of the RV. And instantly, we smelled something rotten. 

Patrick: "Dude! What is that smell?!" he says as he covers his mouth.

Me: "Fuck, I don't even know. But that shit smells BAD." I covered Chandlers mouth with my sleeve. " 

Me: "Patrick. Watch Chandler and I'll try and find what the hell's been rotting here" 

I gave Patrick Chandler, and I was on my way to the back of the house. Nothing. I looked in the windows. Nothing. I looked in the dog house by the little playground.. and still nothing. It was until I walked up to the medium-sized shed, where I smelled it horribly. I feared to open it.. But if I wanted to get rid of that awful smell, I had to know what it was. I opened it, and seen 2 dead bodies.. I covered my face as hundreds of flies fly out the shed. I started to tear up a bit. It smelled SO bad.. Once I heard all the flies go away, I looked in the shed, and it was a couple. They were both dead, and wouldn't be coming alive anytime soon. I didn't know what to do.. So I called Aliyah over, but before she got to the shed, I warned her..

Me: "Aliyah don't freak out.. but we need to get rid of this.." 

Aliyah: "Ericka what the HELL are you talking about?" 

She walks over and she sees the bodies laying there.. She looked away and immediately puked on the lawn.

Me: "I'm surprised I didn't puke myself.."

Aliyah: "Dude.. that is SO bad.."

Me: "What I said. But we got to get rid of them.."

Aliyah: "Okayy, first of all, I'm not touching SHIT without gloves."

Me: "FINE. We'll get in the house first."

So we look for a way to get in but we couldn't find one.. I didn't know finding shelter would be this hard, but I guess nothings ever easy. So I try to find something to pry the door open.  I decided that the only way we're gonna get in, is if we break a window.. I didn't wanna make a lot of noise because I didn't know what was out here. But I broke the door's window anyways, and unlocked the door. 

Patrick: "You know this is illegal.. right?"

Me: "Illegal? Patrick, NOBODY is around and a Zombie Apocalypse is going on. The most 'Illegal' I've ever done, was smoke weed at my age."

Patrick: "FINE." 

I took Chandler and walked in the house.. No sign of life in here. I put him down, he was ready to explore. But I told him he couldn't yet. I told the others to wait in the kitchen area while I go check things out with Aliyah. I didn't wanna leave the kids alone, but I also didn't wanna search the house alone. There was 5 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, and a patio/balcony. There was a lot of shit in here so we started to look. We went into the bedroom next to the kitchen and it was a.. storage room? It typically was designed to be a bedroom I'm guessing but I mean, some people are creative. There was totes everywhere and small drawers full of junk. Syringes, a little bit of medicine, bandages, etc. There was a closet, I opened it and it was full of weed material things.. 

Me: "Damn, Aliyah check this out.." 

Aliyah puts down some stuff and walks over. 

Aliyah: "Woah-" 

Me: "I know. Just what I needed. But I'm guessing they don't got any weed.. :(" I shrug my shoulders.

Aliyah: "You never know! We still haven't searched the whole house yet." 

Me: "You're right." 

I keep searching and close the closet full of pipes, bongs, wraps. Being a stoner myself, I thought this was gonna go great. We move out the bedroom. 

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