The Survival Games (Book 1 in The Survival Games trilogy)

Chapter 3: A new aquaintance

"what are we going to do when we get to silvercross?" brianna asks

"find a place to stay the night, get some supplies and get out of there" i reply

"what sort of supplies are we looking for?"

"some food, weapons-whatever we think we need"

"what if there are too many zombies?"

"then we'll wait for a clearing and run"

"what if there isn't a clearing?"

it takes me a moment, but i finally find the answer. the ONLY answer.

"we run" i say blankly

"you mean we run through the zombies?!" she stares at me in confusion and astonishment "are you nuts?"

"i can do it without you, but you might have to find a safe place where you can think about a way home because if you aren't coming with me you AINT coming with me!"

"but that's insane! we'll die!"

"well, it was a great adventure"

"are you kidding me! you're crazy!...fuck!"

"are you coming with me or not"

she hesitates, but gives me and answer.

"fine"

that was the end of our conversation. the only sound to be heard was the car driving accross the road. i begin to see buildings.

"we're here" i let her know

"uh-huh" is all she says

"maybe the virus hasn't hit silvercross yet"

"good!" she says as clear as daylight

"we need to grab all the supplies we can get, find a place to stay and do all this as quickly as possible"

"yep, i'm ready"

"get out now"

"come on caitlyn, this way"

"i'm coming"

we run into the grocerie store. it is abandoned.

"i guess they left thinking the virus would get here straight away"

"i guess they did"

"well they still left some things for us"

"they sure did. grab what's good and get outta here"

"gotcha"

i run to the medical section straight away. bandaids, disinfectant, bandages, panadol. check, check, check and check. kitchen supplies and utensils. i grab the knives and a few bowels, spoons and forks. we will need to eat and frankly i don't want to be eating off of a leaf. pots and drink bottles are also on the 'to grab' list. i run behind the counter and grab a bat that the tender had sitting there incase of emergency. i see some torches and grab a few batteries to go with it. i sing out to brianna. she follows me out the door and to the car. she has bought two backpacks and some food.

"where'd you get the bat from?"

"behind the counter"

"oh of coarse"

"what's that?"

"achohol"

i stare at her in confusion.

"well it's the zombie apocalypse. i want somethink to drain out the pain and fear and i thought you would too"

"hmm, good point"

"we already have torches"

"yeah but i bought some bigger ones to spread more light"

"ok. what else did you get?"

"some knives, but it's a grocery store so that's about the only good weapon you can get"

"i guess"

"look, i'm all for comfort and shit, but i don't trust the motel"

"i'm sure up for it!"

"you can go, but don't come calling for help when your wake up with 10 zombies leaning over you and tearing you to bits"

"oh, right...i didn't think of that"

"yeah well it's the zombie apocalypse so you have to do alot of useful thinking!"

"hey, look" she points to a car in the parking lot.

"we already have a car dumbass"

"no, look closely"

through the window i can just make out the shape of a figure standing behind the car.

"who is that?!"

"i dont know? why dont we go find out?"

"ok"

as we start to walk the figure comes out from hiding and walks towards us. it is a boy carrying a knife. as we get closer and closer, he get's hotter and hotter.

"i thought you were zombies" he eplains as he puts out his hand and shakes our's.

"your not the only one who thought that" brianna replies

"where are yous from?" he asks

"were from wedgewood creek. are you from around here?" i answer

"no, i came from the same place as you"

"really?" i ask in confusion as i'd never seen him before

"i was in La Salle"

"oh that explains why i've never seen you. we come from Wedgewood high"

"oh haha"

"you come here with anyone?"

"yeah, but they're back at 'home'"

"oh, ok"

"come back with me"

"really? i don't know-"

"we could use some more people anyways. plus yous have alot of supplies"

"okay but we're taking the car with us"

"maybe i could hitch a ride?"

"sure"

"guys, we need to hury. now!" brianna warns us

"holy shit"

"i knew this place wouldn't be safe for long" he replies

"run!" i shout

we all jump in the vehicle and take off like a jet. we cannot afford to waste time. we need to drive as fast as we can. i look through the reer view mirror and stare in fear as the horde of zombies rush through the town once called silvercross.

"bye bye any survivors"  brianna exclaims as she stares at the horde.

"we should of been looking both ways guys" i lately advise

"oh crap" he curses

"i never got your name" i remind him

"mat, not that it matters now. were dead"

"my names caitlyn and this is brianna. we're not dead. they are dead. they are about to be run over aswell"

"haha, yes!"

we all laugh as the zombies splat all over the car. maybe the zombie apocalypse isn't bad after all.