In a world that was once fast paced now seems only a memory. Fast food drive throughs, disposable razors, coffee mugs.
Yes everything for the man or woman on the go, just to make the big bucks and live the high life; but now? No the world no longer has the morning drive still tying your tie while downing the cup of coffee.
No longer the drive while applying make-up because you woke up late or passed out from the party last night… for example my wife. Now the zombie is the undead on the go.
It’s been 13 hours since I had my first encounter with these undead, and dawn was at break. Rain still fell from the sky as we drove through the streets, I had no idea of where I was and I don’t think Larry did either.
I still needed to get home, but in the current situation that seemed like a pipe dream to me. How could I be sure that my home wasn’t this bad or worse? How could I even make it there without dying in the process?
I went back and forth in my head for a bit looking out the window. Walkers would turn and watch the car go by then go back to staggering around; that’s when it hit me.
“Larry, turn on the radio… turn it to am on channel 99.5.” I crossed my fingers
“Dan I don’t think the radio signal is gonna work, let a lone have someone talking.” He smirked
“Just do it you ass.”
He adjusted it to am and tuned the channel, then slowly turning up the volume. A voice came through the speakers, some static cut through the words.
“This is 99 point….. news sta…. on….. with current events… appening through the…. Olorad.. o area the fallowing designated zones are safe zones from the current riots.”
Static was filling the speakers you couldn’t even catch his voice.
“Dammit! Come on you piece of shit!” I roared
“Dan, like I said I don’t think that your gonna…”
“And Black Canyon are hot zones for the current riots taking place in Colorado, the military has been sent to help contain the riots sprea….” The static was all that we heard after that.
“The military? Why the military? Shouldn’t the police be handling all of this?” Kylee bellowed
“The police can’t handle a problem like this, especially on this scale.” Larry replied.
“It’s not just that…” I said quietly
“I don’t think there’s any police left… when I woke up from my accident I saw what was happening. The police couldn’t take them on with the pistols and shot guns. They were getting cut down left and right, on top of that there is no contingency plan for this viral outbreak for local authorities, the military is all we have left.”
“Oh… I see.” Kylee looked down at the floor.
I could tell that she was hoping for a better answer, but I had nothing else to give her; only the truth of what I had seen.
“Don’t worry though… we will keep you safe. We’ll get outta this.”
I was lying through my teeth, I had no clue what would happen at any moment our car could die on us in the middle of a horde of those things. My busted pistol and Larry’s AR wouldn’t get out outta that situation alive.
“Dan… we are gonna need to get gas pretty soon.” Larry said pointing to the gas gauge.
“When it rains it pours I guess, there should be one about quarter of a mile from here take this next right.” I said
He turned on 1700 S. it was a main intersection with all sorts of businesses, fast food, outlet stores, and a gas station. Usually these places are filled with people and cars, but now it was quiet.
We pulled into the fueling area, Larry slowed the vehicle to a stop and we all got out.
“Who has money?” Larry asked with a crooked smile.
“We need money?” Kylee answered
“Haha, so innocent ya are Kylee.” Larry chuckled
I was looking around making sure none of the walkers were around, but all I saw was empty lots, a few cars but mostly; dead.
“Dan!” Larry shouted.
I whipped my head around
“Got any money?”
I shook my head no.
“Then we need to go inside and activate the pumps manually.”
“Larry, I am an officer. Do you really think I am gonna steal gas?”
“Fackin right you will, that is unless you wanna be walkin with all these zombies around?” he laughed.
I just shook my head; I knew that he was right even though my thoughts told me it was wrong.
“Oh how’s your Pistol?”
“Hammer spring is busted from fixing the gate.”
“Lovely here; don’t break it!” Larry said tossing his rifle at me.
“I wont.” I said catching it.
I chambered a round and walked up to the front door, I tried to pull the door open but; Locked I needed to find a different way in.
I walked around to the back door and tried the knob, it was unlocked and I pushed open the door. I turned on the vertical flashlight on the AR and went through the door in tactical formation.
I had been trained with the AR platform in the police academy but only enough to know the basics: load, aim, shoot. I checked the corners and checked the bathrooms everything was clear.
I walked up to the counter looking for the manual pump switch, I checked under the counter looking behind one of the computer towers for the cash register nothing. I looked up and taped to the top was a .45.
“Oh what have we here?” I said happily pulling it off.
It was an S&W 1911 model with a full 8 round magazine. I holstered it my pant waist line and looked at the register. In the top left corner was the manual pump turn on I tapped the Icon on the touch screen when.
A bar popped up requesting a manager’s password.
“Well that’s fuckin great!” I groaned
I walked up to the front door and unlocked it; I pushed it open and yelled out.
“Hey! Well looks like we are screwed, we need a pass-code to activate the manual pump!”
“Did you try making a sale?” Kylee asked
“No I didn’t, but I wouldn’t know how to do that in the first place!”
“Hang on.” Kylee said as she started walking up to the door.
I held it open for her as she walked through the front door; she began grabbing some snack foods and water. Along with some Aspirin, Neosporin, Ibuprofen, and bandages along with other medical supplies.
“Hey, Larry!” I called out.
He looked back at me; I tossed his rifle back at him. He caught it and gave me a confused look. I held up the .45 and he smiled.
“So how are we looking?” I asked closing the door and walking behind the counter.
“I just need to ring one of these up and, then add the gas, and now hit pay.”
The cash drawer opened up and the green light button went on for the gas. We looked at Larry and he gave us the thumbs up.
Kylee began to bag the supplies.
“Where did you learn to use a register?” I asked
“While I was going to college for my nursing certification I worked at a gas station like this for some income.”
“Well it’s a good thing you did or we would be stuck here for a while trying to find some pass-code; or learning the register.” I smiled at her
She smiled back still bagging the items, I looked up. There were the cigarettes; I hadn’t had a cigarette since my son was born. It was one of the hardest things I had done in a while, and the craving had reared its ugly head at me.
I grabbed a pack of Camel lights and a lighter and began to open the smokes; Kylee looked up.
“I didn’t know you smoked?” she asked
“I used to, and I think now would be a good time to start back up.”
She shook her head as I put it between my lips and sparked the tip. I took a drag and inhaled deeply. The nicotine rushed through my body, making me light headed, but it felt good.
“Aright we are all bagged up and ready, we got food, water, medical; we're all…”
“Pop, pop, pop!” Larry’s AR rang out
We both rushed up to the door there where 15 walkers coming up on the station, staggering.
“Come on lets get to the car!” I yelled
“Pop, pop!” Larry’s AR kept going off.
Kylee and I made it to the car and we tossed the bags in the back seat. She got in the side door and I ran to back of the car where Larry was.
“Larry we need to get moving!” I said trying to yell over his gun
“That’s a negative Dan we don’t have enough gas yet!”
“Well how much more do we need?!”
He looked over at the growing price meter.
“Oh, about 25 bucks more.”
“Shit!” I groaned taking out my pistol.
They were getting pretty close, one woman started staggering faster. I took aim and popped a shot hitting her in between the eyes.
“Larry I think this would be a good time to tell you I only have one mag with 7 rounds now!”
“No ya don’t open the rear door.”
I opened it and looked in there was an ammo box and a duffle bag
“OK now what?!”
“Open the bags front zip pocket!”
I unzipped the bag and inside was another .45 with 5 magazines.
“Holy shit Larry!”
I grabbed the pistol and put the mags in my waist line and closed the door; I held up both arms and began to fire at the group.
I fired two shots from my right into a mans chest and head; one from my left into a large women.
“Pop, pop, pop!” we kept firing then my slide went back in my right hand.
I saw a runner pushing its way through the crowd, I hit the magazine eject and grabbed the empty mag and put it in my pocket.
He broke through and came running at me, I kicked him back and using my left gun I put a bullet in his head; the slide went back. I looked at the gas gauge it was just under the 25 mark.
“Fuck it we gotta get outta here!” I yelled running toward the pump.
I pulled out the nozzle the gas still running; I began to spray the gas everywhere.
“Larry get in the car!” I called out
He nodded and ran to the drivers’ seat starting the car, I sprayed it a little more and dropped the nozzle, walked to the back seat, got in and rolled down the window. As we began to speed off I flicked my cigarette at the puddle of gas.
Flames began to roar up, the zombies where walking through it catching themselves on fire. We hung left onto the street and sped off, the zombies made it to the street, burning and walking in circles; then all of a sudden.
The gas pumps blew up, I could see the cloud of smoke filling the sky.
“Holy shit! Nice work Dan!” Larry howled
We where going pretty fast, swerving through some cars in the middle of the road. We hung a left and Larry began to slow down. We just got outta the hot zone alive, but barley.
I couldn’t believe how lucky the 3 of us were, we always end up getting out by the skin of our teeth.
We drove for a little while, talking about what TV shows we wanted to see. What we might do to better ourselves after this was over. Just conversation to keep us from going insane.
We kept our distance from the highway to avoid being stuck with abandoned cars. We turned down a street when.
“Dan! Dan look a chopper!” Larry said slowing down
A Chinook helicopter flew over the car heading east.
“Well looks like the radio broadcast was right this looks like a contingency.” I said.
“Contingency? What do you mean condtin…” Kylee was cut off
There was a sound of heavy gun fire on the right of the car, the tires gave out and we crashed into the side of a house. My head was blurry but I saw Larry he was messed up he looked unconscious and Kylee was badly injured.
“Chug, chug, chug!” more shots hit the rear of the car pushing the car around.
It stopped and I heard voices yell out.
“Hell yeah I got it! Get sum!!!”
“Where they military?” I thought but my head kept spinning