Jaimie kisses her girls, Jeff tells Alicia
goodbye, Greg tells Lana goodbye and Dave rolls over to Deacon. By this time Greg is standing next to
him. Dave extends his hand to shake
Deacon and Greg’s hands, telling them to take care. Both Greg and Deacon nod, and tell Dave that
they will try. Dave can see that they
are trying to stay strong, hiding their fear.
Deacon picks up the duffle bag full of ammunition on his way out of the
door, along with his rifle.
They
walk out to the truck, get in and start driving back to the city. There is no movement on the outskirts of the
city. The closer to the city they get
the more zombies they begin to see. It
is a quite ride in, each of them are lost in their own thoughts. They pull into Jaimie’s neighborhood, Greg begins
summarizing the plan that they had gone over with Dave the night before. Pulling up to Jaimie’s house, they sit
nervously in the truck looking around. There
is not any movement that they can see.
The once child invested neighborhood now sits barren of all play and
laughter of children.
Sticking
to the plan, Deacon and Jeff creep to opposite corners in front of the house. Deacon watches Jaimie as she walks past the
corpse of what once was her husband. She
turns her head as not to see the gruesomeness.
Greg and Jaimie go inside. A
couple of minutes later Greg comes out, sending Jeff back in. Deacon and Greg, scan the neighborhood through
their rifle scopes, looking up to scan with just the naked eye intermittently. Deacon listens for any noise, he can only hear
the sound of birds. The silence raises
the hair on the back of their necks. Jeff
hauls out load after load, into the trailer.
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