I wake up, and hear people talking. I try to fake being asleep, so I can listen in.
"-a stranger in my bed!?" "Justin, chill! He fell from the roof, and he hit his head pretty hard. I mean he was going on about magic and wizards and-" "Colin, get to the point" "Oh right! He passed out, so we brought him up here." "So, there's a crazy person in my bed?!" "Hey! It could have just been temporary. He hit his head reeaally hard. There's no way something didn't happen, u-unless..." "Unless?" I nearly lean in closer, but stop myself . I mean, they'd probably notice if I did that. "You know, they're half— I mean, like Me and Bri!" "Uh huh. Well, he doesn't look dead." Dead?! "Who's even knows at this point? Anyways, I need to get going. 'Jonah Montana' is throwing a Halloween party, and I need to be there." "Right! Of course. See ya later!" I squint my eyes as Justin heads down the stairs, and Colin is doing something with a metal cart? Before I can fully realize it, he's speeding off the balcony. I jump out of bed, and look over the balcony to see Colin speeding down the road in the cart, seemingly fine. "O-okay.... I need to get out of here." I quickly write a note, saying this.
Thank you for your hospitality, but I have to go help my friends.—Jakey
I dash down the stairs, making sure the coast was clear. It seemed like everyone was out, so I left the tower, blinking a few times as I go out into the sunlight. I start to walk, not sure where I was headed. I could feel something strange, pulling me into the city. Not sure where else to go, I follow the energy into the ruins of the city.
————————~~~With Cal~~~———————
Not sure where to go —other than away from here— I start heading down the roads. I stick to the sides, trying to avoid the zombies. I come into a subdivision, walking past house after house. Suddenly, I hear some noise coming from one of the houses. Maybe someone still lives here? Anyways, I don't want to be caught again. I mean, I'd rather not be interrogated again. I duck behind some garbage cans, as someone comes out of a house. They have blue hair, and are wearing very practical clothing. They look around, and start heading down the road. I stand up. I start to walk away, but my shoe hits a rock and sends it into one of the trashcans. I jump behind them again, and the girl turns the corner. I pray that she doesn't go any further, but as I look up I see the barrel of her gun.
"Who are you?"
"Well Hello to you too."
"Just answer the question."
"My name is Cal. Now, could you maybe put the gun away?!"
"Oh, right." She gets the gun away from my face, but keeps a hand on it. She offers a hand to help me up, and I take it, brushing dirt off my pants. "My name is Kay. What are you doing around here?" "I'm just, walking... I'm pretty new to this area." She looks around at the sky, now a golden hue on the horizon from the setting sun. "It's getting late. Do you have anywhere to stay?" "Unfortunately, no." "Come with me, you can stay until the morning. "Okaay...." Sighing, we start walking. She leads me to one of the houses, opening the door and leading me inside. "You can sleep on the couch. The garage is off limits."
She says it with such an Intensity, that she might throw me out with the zombies if she finds me in there.
"Alright, I won't go in there." "Great." Kayla walks off, presumably to her room.
Hours seem to pass. I lay there on the couch, every once in a while heading the moaning of zombies outside. I couldn't be sure, but it was maybe 1, 2 in the morning. Why didn't she want me to go in the garage? I tried to not think about it. I can't jeopardize the mission, whatever it is. But, what if it's something important? I think Riccaro started rubbing off on me. I get up, careful not to make a sound. This is such a stupid idea. I open a door, that seems like it would go to the garage.
It's a closet.
...
I try another door, and this one opens into the garage. I walk in, and it seems fine. There's a workbench, with tools scattered around.
Turning around, my eyes widen in shock.
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"Th-there's a-" I hear a door open in the house. What do I do?! I try to think. I just need more time..... The door opens, and my eyes lock with Kayla's.
The pace of my breath quickens. I needed to fix this. I couldn't be in here.
.s'alyaK htiw kcol seye ym dna ,snepo rood ehT.....emit erom deen tsuj I .kniht ot yrt I!?od I od tahW.esuoh eht ni nepo rood a raeh I"-a s'ereht-hT".kcohs ni nediw seye ym ,dnuora gninruT .dnuora derettacs sloot htiw ,hcnebkrow a s'erehT .enif smees ti dna ,ni klaw I.egarag eht otni snepo eno siht dna ,rood rehtona yrt I....tesolc a s'tI.egarag eht ot og dluow ti ekil smees taht ,rood a nepo I.aedi diputs a hcus si sihT.dnuos a ekam ot ton luferac ,pu teg I.em no ffo gnibbur detrats oracciR kniht I?tnatropmi gnihtemos s'ti fi tahw ,tuB.si ti revetahw ,noissim eht ezidrapoej t'nac I.ti tuoba kniht ton ot deirt I?egarag eht ni og ot em tnaw ehs t'ndid yhW
I look outside. Even without a clock, I knew what had happened.
