Around the side of the light source, a gun barrel that was roughly pointing in their general direction came into view.The dead, cold voice said, "That last one was a warning shot."I will absolutely not be missed this time.Now, who are these people and what are you doing here?Jake let out a long, exasperated sigh after exchanging glances with Jay.He said, "Well, shit."Richard sprayed his flashlight into the darkness as he pushed open the door to a different room and let the light slowly arc across the darkness.This room, like the other half-dozen or so he'd checked, had a few scattered chairs and other furniture, some desks and lab equipment, an open cabinet, and a lot of empty space—at least of anything living.He had anticipated finding it.As had been the case everywhere they had been for nearly a month, there had been absolutely no sign of life since they entered the building.He was tossing over like a huge wave that threatened to pull him under and drown him in its rage. The ee
This response caused the stranger's eyes to narrow. "He stated, "I want to talk to this man."Jake paused, unsure of what to do in response.The dark man tightened his grip on his gun and pointed it at Jake to emphasize his point.Now.”Jake gave a nod.Yes, okay.Sure.We will bring him here.He made a motion while looking at the radio as he turned to Jay.Jay raised the radio to his lips despite his frown.Devin, uh?Are you here?Everyone in the group looked out into the hallway at Devin, who gave them a grim look in return.He extended his hand toward the radio and gave a head nod.He received it from Richard.Yeah.”He commented on it."This person desires to see you.Is it possible for you to go here?"All right, I'm going somewhere."Standing up, Devin returned the radio to Richard.The door opened down the hall, and the unknown person leaned out and pointed his gun and flashlight down the hall at the group.Hands held non-threateningly high above his head, Devin appeared.The man yelled, "Sto
"Why is the basement so bad?"Rico inquired.Jake responded, "Pathogen lab."They have items that will cause your eyes to pop out, your skin to fall off, and your brain to drain out of your nose.Paul said, "That's not true," and then thought again.That might be true, in fact.As if trying to determine whether the two men were serious or just playing with him, Rico looked between them.He simply muttered, "Sorry, I asked.""So, Paul, are you still here since the outbreak?"Richard posed the question in a rhetorical manner without pausing for a response.Does anyone else reside on the base?”Paul gave a left and right head shake.Simply whoever you brought along with you."How about the zombies?Do you know of any on the base itself?"The basement is the only thing that could hurt you here.You won't have to worry about anything if you stay out of it.Although Marshall simply nodded and said, "Okay," his expression seemed to suggest that he did not fully comprehend that response.He seemed cont
“I know this location appears too good to be true, but we must work to keep it that way.We are not secure just because we appear to be.I want at least three people always watching the outside of the office building from the third floor.Additionally, the base is surrounded by a number of guard towers.Although I won't insist that we always have someone up there, it wouldn't hurt to do so from time to time.Additionally, I believe starting a garden would be in our best interest.At least initially, a small one outside this building will be sufficient.The majority of the necessary materials are here.Paul also tells me that there is a small town to the south of here, about an hour by car.We can get any supplies we don't have from there, but I don't want any groups with fewer than six people going there.The runs must be quick and straightforward.Just there and back, with as little interaction as possible with the undead, hopefully."He took a moment to look around the room to see how everyon
Marshall’s hand slammed down on the table with enough force to make it bounce a little and send an audible shock wave through the room that silenced all conversation. “You are out of line, mister,” he warned.“Out of line? What line? What line is there? Who gave you the right to draw lines? I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the only line right now is between alive and dead, and even that’s a bit blurry right now.”“You came here, to us. If you don’t want work then fine. You don’t have to be a part of this community.”Jake’s expression turned to shock, but the rage did not diminish any. “What, you’re gonna kick me out? You wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for me. I’m the one who got you out of the apartment, got you to the hotel, and got you in here. All you did was get three people killed.”Richard Looked as if he had been slapped. He was standing now, though he had no memory of getting out of his seat. His arms hung at his side, where his hands balled into fists clenched so tigh
He was silent for quite some time."My family is dead," he finally declared."He saw that she was worried when he turned to look at Francis.He was holding his phone in his hands and absently twirling it, which she first noticed.Obviously, I don't have any proof.However, I'm confident that someone I knew would have checked on me once it became clear what was going on.After pressing a button, he lightly waved the phone, and the screen lit up.However, there is nothing.Absolutely no message.a phone call, not an SMS.As a result, it's likely that they were all too young to worry about me when they passed away.This suggests that I am the only person alive who is connected to our small group of survivors.If there weren't zombies and we weren't fighting for our lives, I wouldn't be friends with any of you if I had the choice.I probably would have tried to avoid each and every one of you as much as possible.Still, I'm here.All of us are here.He stopped, put his head in his hands, and Francis gave
He thought to himself that this was insane.I've thrown myself at huge hordes of zombies numerous times, but I'm afraid to face a petite blonde woman in this world of zombies.He stopped pacing, only realizing once he did so that he had still been doing it, and took a deep breath. If he procrastinated any longer, he would probably just spend the rest of the night procrastinating. It was now or never, he decided. Time to cowboy up or wuss out, and he sure as Hell was not going to wuss out. With quick, determined steps he crossed the room and entered through the doorway into Francis ’s room. She was standing at the window, staring out at the fading twilight. In the dim, purple pink glow of the late evening, she seemed even more beautiful. She seemed radiant, refulgent even, as though she was the one glowing and not the sun and moon outside. He opened his mouth to greet her, but no sounds came out, and after several seconds he realized that he was, in fact, going to wuss out.He turned
She gave him a long, passionate kiss without stopping or letting go.They fell to the ground and let the night consume them.The room was flooded with pure, white light as the early morning sun broke through the window panes.The room became increasingly illuminated as the sun rose higher and higher.In time, even Jake's sleeping spot just below the windows had been freed from shadow.He finally got up, opening one eye and quickly closing the other.He had a look of annoyance on his face.He rolled over in an effort to move away from the light and reached out to wrap Skyler in his arms, but all he found was an empty floor.He sat up as he opened both eyes now.He turned and looked around the room, but there was still no sign of her. She was not there.He wondered when she had left during the night.It could have happened at any time because he must have fallen asleep almost immediately following their encounter.He noticed that he was mostly naked when he looked down at himself.His pants were s