Days Gone By

Chapter 6

There was no safe way of getting into the car dealership building, as much as I thought and planned how to get in there, I had no options that wouldn’t put me into the building and into the room with the car keys that didn’t risk me either getting killed or getting infected. Barry kept sounding off some ideas and would come back with the faults. I wasn’t trying to be nitpicky, but I knew that Barry didn’t think things through that well and always missed something important. 

“Eth, there is no safe way in there, that’s why I’m not going in myself.” Mark said. He was sitting on the hood of a red Mercedes Benz, it was still in good condition, he said it was the one he wanted the keys for. He didn’t even have a definitive idea that the keys for this specific car were still in the dealership, but he said he was willing to take that chance. Or, have me and Barry take that chance. 

“What are we going to do here? The inside is filled with Drudgers and the key room is behind them all. There is no way we can kill them all either, we’re outnumbered.” Barry explained. I nodded in agreeance with him. 

“We’re going to have to try. Maybe we can lead them out one by one and take them out the same, that way we aren’t overwhelmed and hopefully we can get in there without having any Drudgers left.” I explained, Barry nodded, agreeing with my plan. I turned to Mark and reached out my hand. 

“Can I at least have a knife or something?” I asked, Mark scratched his head and shrugged. 

“I’m not sure, you’re probably going to use it to kill me, ain’t that right.” Mark raised an eyebrow at me. I shook my head and gesture to the building.

“Mark, you have like 3 different guns on you, why would we bring a knife to a gunfight?” I asked him. He thought, and it looked like he was going to hand me a knife, reaching into his bag and digging around, but then Barry came up behind me and started to go off about how he could take Mark regardless of how many guns he had. That’s when Mark stopped.

“You don’t get social cues do you?” Mark growled at him. I told Barry to stop and stepped in front of him. 

“Give me the knife. I promise I won't try anything.” I said. Mark was hesitant, but he slowly handed me a small hunting knife. I took the cover off of it, revealing a slightly stained holographic blade. I held it by the handle, trying to get a feel for it. It had some weight to it, but nothing I couldn’t deal with. I thanked him, taking it in my hand and moving towards the door of the dealership. Barry came beside me and started whispering. 

“So, what’s the real plan?” I raised an eyebrow at Barry and continued to the door, checking the handle to see if it was locked. Luckily it wasn’t.

“What do you mean? We discussed this already, we take them out one by one until we have a safe path into the dealership.” I repeated. Barry didn’t look very pleased with my statement. 

“We’re not going to turn on Mark we just gained his trust.” I clarified, Barry began to complain but I just told him to shut up and open the door. I explained to open it only enough for one Drudger to come out so I can take care of them and then we would continue on. Barry still seemed displeased I wasn’t going to cut Mark’s head off with the hunting knife but I digress. Barry held the door open, waiting for one of the many Drudgers to come rushing out and over to us. It didn’t take long as I expected. One of them went right for the door, creating a ruckus on the inside. Barry slammed the door shut and held it there with all his weight as I approached the Drudger. They used to be a middle aged women, but now they were nothing more than a shouting mess of a person. I never really saw Drudgers as real people, it made it easier to kill them. 

I took the knife by the handle, grabbing the Drudger by the hair and quickly swiping at her head. The blade was sharp, and pierced her skin quickly, she instantly stopped moving and became dead weight in my hands. I retracted the knife, letting blood pour from the cut on her forehead as she fell to the ground. The knife dripped blood onto the concrete underneath me.