The Bad, The Ugly, And Us

Break

Since Derrick has been out with his wound I've been in charge of traveling although I don't know where we are going. I think we gotta stop soon, we are all sick of cramming up into this RV. "Hey Max, you still got that map?".
"Yeah would you like to take a look at the map Dylan?"
"Come up here Max with the map." I pull over to the side of the road. "I think we need to stop for a little while until Derrick recovers, he knew where we could go and I have no idea what he had in mind, he never got around to telling us."
"Well last we checked about a week ago we were here near Lucky's gas station. So if I'm correct their should be a beach house about 2 miles away, could be safe to stay near the shore for now."
"I like that idea Max, could you let Julia and Dexter know about our stop." As she walks away I grab her arm, "anything fishy or out of the ordinary yet?"
"Not that I can tell no."
"Good, keep your eyes on them." It only takes a little while to get to the beach house, the zombie activity around this area seems to be unusually quiet, I don't like it. I see the beach house and come to a quick stop.
"Alright I need at least 2 volunteers to come with to clear out this house, the other 2 stay here and watch the RV and Derrick."
"I'll go, if we are staying here for a while I want to prove to you guys I can pull my weight" Dexter says as he steps forward to volunteer.
"I'll go too big bro, I'm with you all the way." I make sure to bring my handgun and my machete, Julia brings her bow and her crowbar and Dexter brings his spiked wooden plank. "Max when I give the signal drive the RV onto the beach line so we can move Derrick and our supplies into the house."
"I'm on it." We approach the house, on the outside of the house is a nice beautiful beach with a dock which would be perfect for fishing. The only problem is lots of expose to the places around us, we'll need to get started on building a fence or something, maybe we can stay here for a while.
"Julia stay outside and keep watch, make sure nothing sneaks up on us, and if you hear us hollering inside you can come in to help us. Dexter you take the upstairs and I'll take downstairs, meet in the living room in 5." I slowly walk down the stairs, flashlight shining down. I hear some thumps and a few moans and groans downstairs. I ready my machete for whatever comes next. There are two doors down here, I decide to go for the door to my left first. I slowly open the door, I see a figure in the corner of the room. The figure turns to me and then falls down to the ground, it doesn't have enough strength to even attempt to come after me just moan and groan on the ground. It looks like this zombie is too starved to come at me. I walk over to it and dig my machete into it's skull. I make sure I shine my flashlight to the rest of the room. Apparently this guy locked himself in this cold dark room with a bunch of whiskey and chips until he died most likely of starvation and dehydration. I walk out of the room and open the second door. Absolutely nothing inside this door, just a dirty old mattress, a broken shattered TV and an old dresser with tons of extra clothes. I check the downstairs one last time, absolutely nothing else downstairs. I walk upstairs to meet Dexter. "Dexter how's it going up here.",
"It's absolutely clear up here Dylan."
I walk outside to see Julia.
"It's safe inside, any activity out here Julia?"
"Only one zombie showed up, I was able to kill it with my bow before it even got close to the house." With that I call Max down to the beach with the RV. "Dexter did their happen to be any nice rooms upstairs?"
"There was two rooms upstairs and the living room couch, how about downstairs?"
"There is a room downstairs, has a mattress on the floor which is really it."
"Alright guys I have an idea, Patrick and Dexter you guys take the room downstairs, Julia and I will take a room upstairs, we will move Derrick into the room next to ours and Max you can take the couch on the living room, any objections?" Everyone shakes their head. Me and Dexter bring Derrick to the room upstairs. Derrick has been in and out of consciousness recently, it's too risky to leave him downstairs by himself. Julia and Max focus on bringing all the food inside the house.
After everything is inside I push a cabinet in front of the door.
"I suppose I'll take first watch."
"Dude you haven't slept in two days, I got first watch."
"I can do it."
"Dylan you look like you're gonna collapse, let Dexter take first watch and let me take you upstairs."
"Fine, Dexter you make sure nothing gets through that door, in a few hours-"
"I'll take watch after Dexter" Max chimes in. "Don't worry Dylan, I'm not gonna sleep" she whispers to me. I nod to her in response. I get upstairs and sit down on the bed. "Julia, I'm sorry I haven't been checking in on you much it's just a lot of effort trying to keep everything together while Derrick is in the position he's in."
"You don't gotta worry, I'm fine alright" she smiles at me, "we've made some amazing friend like Derrick, Max, and Dexter."
"Julia have you noticed anything weird or fishy about either of the brothers?"
"No, why do you ask?"
"Don't worry about it Julia, let's just get some nice rest."