Citizen Z

Chapter 24

503 days since the virus spread

A day passed.

We arrived in Texas a few hours ago.

Aaron and his group handed us over to the Alpha Zs. Everything went smoothly, no hiccups, well not on their behalf. We were held on gun point, so no one tried anything. I didn't let them.

They kept us restrained and handed us over to a large part of the Alpha Zs group, disappointingly none happen to be Bob or Bert. I thought that was strange, I'm surprised neither of them showed up. I guess we're meeting them wherever they're taking us.

Honestly, I don't know if I could face Bob without killing him, just because of what he did to Ray and how he tried to ruined our friendships. If I ever get my hands on him, I think I'll lose myself.

We were dropped off at an agreed drop off point. As soon as we were handed over, they put bags over our heads and put us in some kind of shipping container on the back of a huge truck.

I don't know where they managed to find the gas for this expedition, but all I know is we're moving, we're moving fast.

Luckily all four of us are in the same container.

It didn't take us long to get loose.

Ray had his pocket knife on him and managed to cut himself loose, then the rest of us. Now we're just sitting around, mostly in silence.

It's dark inside the container. You can only hear the sounds of the truck and occasionally some light when the truck changed direction.

There's a loud male voice that constantly shouts from outside the container. I can't make up what he is saying, sounds like numbers. Maybe a route market's number he keeps reading?

Mikey looks rattled and then looks over all of us. He rests his head on his knees and sighs miserably.

"What's going to happen to us?" Mikey whimpers and then looks at Ray.

Ray's holding a flashlight, that he found inside one of the many boxes inside the container, shining it on us. He turns to Mikey, looking rather uncertain of his answer.

We're just sitting in a circle, on the floor, basically looking at each other for any last sense of hope. Everyone has seemed to given up.

I honestly don't know how we're going to get out of this situation. I don't have any plans and we can't get out of this box unless we have unmanly powers to break the doors down or bend it open like the Hulk would be able to.

Frank is resting his head on my lap, while I gently caress his cheek, trying to set him at ease. He sits up as he sits closer to Mikey to answer him, instead of Ray.

"I'm sure we will be fine, everything will work out. We always get out of situations like these." Frank says, trying to be nice to Mikey.

Mikey looks unsure and then just rests his head on his knees, sighing deeply again. Frank looks at me uneasily.

I really don't know what to say to him. I don't want to give him any false hope, I'd rather stay quiet. I feel like I can't even talk to my own brother.