Meet Me

Chapter 37 - Dream?

"Judge if you want, we are all going to die. I intend to deserve it" - Unknown

1 month later 

We were safe in the prison, so there was no danger. Well, none that we could tell. Nobody could know what lay ahead. I mean nobody at all. Perhaps not even a wizard? Who am I kidding? They don’t exist.

I lay on my back and listened to the dripping of the water coming in from the outside.

Drip, drip, drip.

I will it to stop, but it doesn’t. If only I could control the elements? Earth, fire, water, air and love. That would just be great. No need to be cold, warm or lonely. At the minute though, lonely was what I wanted to be.

The bed was hard underneath me and uncomfortable. I sat up and wiped my eyes, trying to wake up. I had just awoken from the longest sleep I have had in a while. I am instantly wide awake when I hear screams and yells.

“Come quick!” Somebody yelled into the cells. 

Instantly, I jump up and run with the crowd. I hear snarls, so I run back and grab the fully loaded gun I now have. Zombies. They are here. In here! So much for being safe here.

When I manage to get outside, I see that there is a sea of monsters pouring into the prison through a gap they have created in the wire fence. People are already dead, but they are of insignificance to me. I don’t bother mourning them.

I don’t see Kyle or Ash. They are nowhere to be seen. I do look for them. I look, but I don’t see. It is as if everybody is a clone in here. All the women seem to look the same and so do all the men. I have noticed, since I have been here I have been recently bored, that I am the only redhead in the entire group of thirty seven people. I wondered if I was the last redhead on the entire earth… Or in the UK to downsize it a little. I still didn’t know if the apocalypse was a world thing, or a UK thing.

I start to shoot; what else was I supposed to do? I hit three monsters, then I tackle two more to the ground and slit their throats, then cut their heads off. It is a lot easier, because my adrenaline is kicking in and I want to do something. I have been so bored over the past month! Being safe is boring I think. Danger is better. For me it is anyway.

I saw somebody being dragged to the ground, then another, then another. It was like a bad dream! My breathing was ragged and my heart was pounding as if I had just run a marathon.

I see Kyle.

I see Ash.

Tthey are bathing in blackened blood.

I become corned by a zombie.

I realize there is no escape.

It descends on me.

“All I want to do is be more like me and be less like you!” I yell at it.

I was a monster. I couldn’t escape myself, so how would others escape me? There is only one way to escape a monster. You don’t come out alive.

My eyes forced themselves open.

A dream. It was only just a dream.