“Worse!” #zombie

Ben pulls the vehicle into the apartment complex. 

            “Colonel, do you mind staying with the Stryker?” Jayce inquires.

            The Colonel nods as the team opens the doors to let themselves out.  Ben and Ty automatically take the point positions.  The complex is awoken to screams from people frightened by the unit’s presence, others are recording the incident with their cell phones.  The civilians are ignorant to the fact they are under attack.  They climb the stairs, their guns now lowered so not to alarm the watchful bystanders.

            Arriving at his door, Jessop pounds on the door, “Anne wake up!  It’s Pat, let me in.”

            He can hear the door being unlocked, then finally slowly opens.  The unit carefully push their way into the apartment.  Patrick tells her that he will explain when they get in the vehicle.  She is soberly woken up as the unit stands in front of her in their full battle gear.  She hurries back into their bedroom and packs a bag for herself, and slips on some shoes.  The men surround her as they descend the stairs on their way back to the armored vehicle.  Andre opens the hatch, allowing everyone inside.  Anne takes a seat next to Tracy. 

Captain Harris begins guiding Ben to his home, explaining that the other pilot’s house is in the same neighborhood.  Jayce orders his men to not make the situation so tense, explaining that it will only make things worse for the kids.  As they arrive at the pilot’s house, Jayce signals for his men to take up subtle positions in the front yard.  Harris and Jayce walk to the front door. Half way up the drive, Harris stops Jayce.

“Granger, is it as bad as it appears?” Harris asks.

“Worse!”  Jayce explains.

The captain pulls his keys out of his flight suit and unlocks the front door.  His wife is preparing breakfast for their three children as they enter the house.  She has a concerned look on her face as she glances at Jayce.  Harris goes to his wife and whispers something in her ear.  Jayce watches as her face changes from concern to terror.  She hurries off to go pack some clothes for her and the children.  The children run to hug their father.  He kneels down to hug them.

“We are going to take a ride with this nice army guy and go on a trip with him and his friends.”  Harris tells his children trying to keep them calm.

The middle child, a boy, runs to the window.  He becomes excited as he asks his dad if they get to go for a ride in the army tank, it is the closest thing the child knows to associate the Stryker to.  Harris smiles.