Survival of Two

Pre-Apocalypse

Beth sat down next to her father, Hershel, who was currently reading the Bible and eating breakfast. "Good morning, daddy." Beth said in her innocent voice. "Good morning Beth. Did you sleep well?" Hershel was always asking her the same questions, but Beth didn't mind. "Just fine. Where's Patricia?"
"Down at the barn, she's going to feed the horses." Beth got back up on her feet to make herself a bowl of cereal, as everyday; but she stopped. There wasn't any more cereal in the cabinet. "Daddy there's no more cereal. I can pop into the shop to get some more. a I'll be back soon." Beth smiled at Hershel and put on her shoes to go outside. She saw Patricia stacking up some hay. Patricia stopped and asked "Where are you going?"
"Get some more cereal, we're out."
"You be careful."
"Nothing's going to happen. It's not like someone will rob me" Patricia carried on stacking the hay.

When Beth arrived at the market, something wasn't right. Usually, there would be a handful of people queuing up to pay, but it was empty. Beth thought it was just too early, so she came in the shop. Some items were on the floor, as if something made them fall of the shelves. She walked up to the till and peered over the counter. Beth screamed with fear as behind the counter laid something beyond Beth's imagination. The 'thing' wasn't what it was before. Blood was all over its mouth and clothes, and then Beth noticed a bite on its neck: something must have bit it.