Thursday, September 25, 2014

"We will die here"


Arriving, Deacon backs the trailer up the driveway, and then climbs up on top of the trailer.  Laying down, he rests his AR-15 on one of the skylights on the roof of the trailer.  Deacon looks up and down the street for any sign of movement.  Greg and Lana run up to the front door, Greg fumbles through his keys finally unlocking the door.  Lana heads straight for their wedding album as Greg lays a blanket on the ground, and places the three guns that he owns on it and rolls it up.  They move on to start filling up luggage bags.  Greg makes a run to the truck as Lana finishes filling the bags.  When Greg gets back inside he goes to his sock drawer, and pulls out a couple of boxes of ammo.  He throws them in one of the duffle bags left on the floor in the bedroom.

Meanwhile out on the trailer, Deacon hears a noise two houses down.  He swings his rifle over.  As he does this Greg and Lana's neighbors Jeff and Alicia come running out of their house, carrying two bags a piece.  Deacon puts his finger up to his mouth, and motions for them to be quite.  He then waves them over.  When they get to the trailer, Deacon quietly instructs them to throw their things in the trailer, and then get in the truck.  They place their bags in the trailer and climb in the back seat of the truck.

Greg rushes out of the house carrying more bags and throws them in the trailer, he sees Deacon watching something through his scope down the street. 

"What do you see?"   

"There are a few of what I think are walkers, down the street.  I don’t know how many for sure but they are moving this way"   

Greg hurries back into the house to find Lana bawling on her knees in the middle of the floor.

“I don’t want to leave,” She sobs to Greg. 

“It is time to go, those things are down the street!” Greg warns her as he tries to pick her up off the floor. 

They argue back and forth, as Greg continues to softly pull her.  She keeps fighting him, insisting that things will never be the same.  He let’s go of her and firmly puts both hands on each side of her face. 

"You’re right things will not be the same, but if you want to stay we will stay.  I will not leave you, but we will die here!  At least if we leave, there still is a chance."  He explains. 

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