"Johnny knock it the hell off." Standing in front of buildings with open windows, he jumped into each to look for things. While probably smart, I had to do things systematically, and with a partner, just to be safe. If He got snagged in there I wasn't going in. "Awe, christ man, just looking for stuff like I'm supposed to!" Johnny was a tall skinny kid, straw blonde hair, about 150 pounds (at one point) He had a miller light T-shirt and torn jeans. "Look I don't mean to yell at you, but saftey first, you know that." Johnny shook his head and we advanced down the street. Ahead of us lay a red brick building, a sign lay above the door reading "Stan the music man!" I kicked a rock toward he window which bounced off the glass uslesly. "Hey john, you wanna get in this one? It's still locked, may be something good." I pulled the beanie of my head. My bangs which where pushed under the hat fell down covering my face. I reached up pushing the hair out of my face, revealing the high check bones, long nose and slender lips. I had with me my crowbar as I always do, looped through my belt, a plain white shirt covered in dirt, jeans ripped from a number of things, and boots strapped onto my feet. wlaking toward the window Johnny whistled "Man, anything we want and more is in here. Lets get the door open." I pulled the crowbar out of my belt and swung into the glass. A Hole appeared in it, and we climbed through. We siletnly went to work shoving things in bags. batteries where grabbed, without them nothing would work, the base had generators only for heating water and things.
"Dude look at this computer! This things a monster!" Johnny walked over and pushed some buttons. "Haha look at me I'm a super genious! I can use the worlds biggest computer!" While standing up, he bumbed the power strip on the floor, the computor and lights in the store burst into life. I screamed at the arival of the music, it was so loud, I dropped all I had, and covered my ears. Johnny was still pushing buttons trying to get it to go off. I walked half bent over with my hands on my ears, and kicked the computer as hard as I could. Nothing broke, though my toe now hurt, and there was a nice dent in the computer. The crow bar now held above my head ended the music, for good. smashing the computer I turned to John. "ARE YOU FUC*ING INSANE!" My face was red, my voice was shaking, and I ws filled with hate. He didn't seem to care about what he had done. "You realize where four miles from base, it's getting late, we have all this to carry, and NOW zombies are gonna start coming after us?" I was picking my things up and heading for the door. John threw a cd at my head "Shutup man, I goofed, so what?" He punched the door next to him, and heared something slide down the wall. I started to yell but was stopped when I saw the look he gave the door. "Hey....I think theres something in here." He kicked the door again, and tried the handle. "Locked" He mumered, and smashed the handle with the pipe he carried. The door slowly swung open, he jumped back as the contents of the room where reveild to him. A man, soaked in blood and looking quite poorly with a bullet wound in his head. His dog was looking worse, all but a bit of flesh remained of the dog, and a bile of bones. Blood lay like a carpet around the two. I walked over, poking with the crow bar, I came to the pistol laying next to the man, and pulled it towards me. Dropping the magazine out, I discovered it to be a 22. Pistol. I slid it through my belt and walked out of the store, johnny ran close soon after. "Where are we going?" He said in a voice of shock, horror, and tiredness. "Home......we don't have a home, camp, then. Everyone will be there, we'll be alrght." I pulled the psitol into my left hand, and set the crowbar in my right. "Johnny stay close, and stay vigilant."
We walked in silence for around an hour, when from somewhere to my left I saw something moveing in a parking lot. I dropped to a knee and looked, a zombie. "Johnny you see it?" "th mo ove her and da da da da" he stamered. "What?" turning to look 20 more where stumbling across the street. "run!"
We took off running in the direction of the base, still miles off it was stupid but what where we supposed to do? More where appearing behind us, and we where closing in on the base, Thats when it happened. Running between abandoned cars, johnny got attacked. from behind a car, one reached out and grabbed him. "DUDE! GET IT!" He shirked, loseing color in his face. I was to far away to use the crowbar, so I shot the gun. At that moment the zombie fell away, and so did johnny.
I reached down, he wasn't moving. His breath was gone, and so was he. I stood up and shot the zombie untill the clip was gone. It was it's fault Johnny died. Not mine, I tried saving him.
I sat there, the hordes getting larger and closer, I did this. Me. Just then a truck horn sounded, I turned to see a guy from camp, I didn't move. He rolled the window down, "Listen, you get in here or I'm going without you!" His mouth moved behind the black beard. "But I can't just leave him!" I pointed down at johnny with the gun, Clicking another clip into the gun. The man backed the truck toward me, got out and picked him up, and tossed him in.
We climbed into the truck, and rumbled down the road toward the base. The large steel plow on the front of the truck pushing what cars where in the way out. "How did you find me?" I asked, turning toward him. My mind had yet to come up with an explanation. "The music, then the gun shots helped. we could hear music, and where curious. Maybe survivors trying to signal help, so I voulentered."
Pulling into the base we where scanned for bites, and let in. Informing every one of the situation, they all took up defensive positions along the walls, and behind the 7 foot trenchs dug around the building. If you where on a wall, you had a rifle, and in a ditch, a shotgun. In the end smashing there heads with melle waepons was much easier, once they fell in the ditch.
Alright, I took a few days to do this, and kinda craped out. But there is the answer to thoads scenario.
