Chasing The Dead

Chapter Four

I originally thought he was going to be fine, I had seen the creatures turn almost human when I bit them, I had seen moments of peace in their eyes before they slipped into a trance. I did not understand how Jerome could refuse my offer of a possible cure, and I told him so at breakfast. He agreed to do it and I was glad. Maybe he would be cured and I would have someone to survive this horrible world with.

I was only kidding when I asked him where he wanted me to bite him, I would never want to get close to that. When it didn't completely work, I was upset. I did not want to hurt him, and he showed his appreciation by making a thoughtless comment about his being my food toy. He has no idea what pain that comment caused, no idea how close to home he hit.

So I decided to go on ahead for awhile and see what kind of group leaves another person behind to die, and to decide if I really wanted to continue to help him out.

Instead of walking at a normal pace, I run at an inhuman speed to catch up with his group. They are not hard to find. My nose is able to smell things a dog could only dream of, and he smells just like the people I am searching for. Even with my inhuman speed, It is still a long trip so my mind wanders back to when I was bitten, when I first learned how harsh life can really be.

The woman who had first run into my house had probably saved my life. When she pulled out a .45 caliber pistol, I was surprised, and when she shot the creature in the face, nearly hitting me I was shocked. But what shocked me most was when she said,

"You got like three weeks to live kid. I'm sorry about this, but it's do or die right now, and i'm not about to die."

She left me in the house, with my neck still bleeding, and closed the door on her way out. I later found out that she had come in to raid our food pantry.

That day was probably one of the worst days of my life. Unlike other bite victims, who did not experiance major symptoms until a day or so after being bit, I felt the venom transforming me immediatly. I could feel the liquid fire coursing through my veins as it burned everything inside me to a crisp. The best I could do was go to my bed in my room, and try not to scream at the pain. I hated that woman.

I woke up the next morning, feeling extremely thirsty. I went down to the kitchen to find a glass of water, but it did nothing to quench my thirst. something was wrong, so I put my whole head under the sink and drank as much as I could until I felt like I would burst, but even that did nothing.

I once again heard a knock at the door, and being wary of who it was this time, I made sure to check the windows and peephole to see if any of those things was trying to get in. The woman had said I would die, but other than the thirst, I was feeling pretty good. Even so, I didn't want to take any chances.

When I looked out the window, I saw my mother and sister, looking very disheveled, and really upset. It looked like mom had lost her keys, and she was hoping I was there. I let her in and she was so happy to see me that I didn't bother telling her about what happened.

She told me that she and my sister, who was named Elsa, were off to Elsa's softball game when they got caught in traffic. somebody was walking past their car to see what was going on when another person came from up front and started attacking him. the first guy couldn't help himself and the second guy started to try and eat him. that was when mom decided to go home and try and figure things out.

She was still stuck in traffic, and they had to spend the night on highway, but they finally managed to make it home without any other major issues. That was when I explained what happened to me, and my mother freaked out.

She started screaming that I would kill Elsa and that I should leave before they all died. Then dad came in, and before I could get a word in edgewise he took moms side started yelling at me as well. I ran to my room, and packed some essentials and then left through my bedroom window.