couldn’t see the target from where she sat, but it was
obvious he was defending himself from zombies. He must be stranded
on that building and..
No, wait... he stopped firing, but his
body language.. he’s very casual about it all. She needed a better
view.
Regan looked around and saw a building
with a glass elevator that reached up nice and high. It looked
zombie-free. The lobby was visible to the street thanks to the
glass panels that made up most of the ground floor so she felt safe
rushing to the elevator. She pressed the button and stood back. The
elevator doors were not glass, and could have been hiding a nasty
surprise. They weren’t.
She got in and pressed the top floor.
As she went up she looked around through the goggles. The Vtag
‘JUNK N SHOWER’ caught her attention as she looked around, even
though her haven itself was obscured by another building. She
turned to the building she had come up here to investigate. The
tops of surrounding buildings were mostly out of the way
now.
There was a very good reason why that
strange building seemed to be everywhere around the outskirts of
Autar. Because it was.
It was a wall, and from where she stood
it looked like it circled the entire city. They had built it all in
the few days since the initial outbreak. She had heard of military
engineers building much, much smaller walls quickly for the threat
of floods and such, but this was a very different scale. This would
hold a lake if it needed to.
So. They had already given up on
reclaiming the city. They just didn’t want the zombies getting
out.
The wall had many of those small gun
posts. Why not just bomb the living snot out of Autar? Not that she
was complaining. She got to live, at least until she started
craving brains. Her wound stung less now. Was that good or
bad?
Either way, she was feeling a little
less apathetic. She may as well finish her probably-pointless trek
to the lab. As the elevator went back down, she heard noises above
her. There was a zombie on the roof of the elevator. Frig, was it
there all along?
She watched the ceiling and got out
carefully when she reached the bottom. No need to stir up a fuss
when she can just walk away. As she left the building she looked at
the elevator from the outside. There were at least four of them on
there.
They took notice of her and began
throwing themselves against the glass. A considerable smear of
blood blotted against the glass as they struck again and
again.
A crack sounded. A few more strikes
later, the glass broke and three of the four tumbled like wet
laundry off the top of the elevator, onto the ground. They started
picking themselves up, caked in blood and broken ‘safety glass’
bits. The fourth trudged through the break in the glass, and fell
behind the other three with the unpleasant crack of
bone.
Regan was a safe distance away by now,
but she didn’t need them following her and becoming a problem
later. She had the ammo to spare, so she took them down.
How easy it was becoming, to kill the
dead. Easier to forget they were people ever so
recently.
She took a moment to imagine their
names on some list somewhere on the net, while family members
wondered how to hold a funeral.
~~~~~
Chapter 10: The General
~~~~~
With yet another detour while evading a
mob, and another small scuffle, Regan was finally at AutarLabs.
Well, she could see it, anyway.
The building was surrounded by zombies.
That in itself was not a huge shock, but they were standing in a
crude formation. Nearly shoulder to shoulder and five zombies
thick.
The front of the building had about
fifty rows. Each row had five zombies in a line. Multiply that by
four sides of the property, plus lots of strays just wandering
around. That equaled to a lot of rotting people standing
around.
From a safe distance of two blocks down
the road, she used the VTag goggles’ magnification to look for a
weak point in the barricade, but found none. She did find another
odd thing however.
obvious he was defending himself from zombies. He must be stranded
on that building and..
No, wait... he stopped firing, but his
body language.. he’s very casual about it all. She needed a better
view.
Regan looked around and saw a building
with a glass elevator that reached up nice and high. It looked
zombie-free. The lobby was visible to the street thanks to the
glass panels that made up most of the ground floor so she felt safe
rushing to the elevator. She pressed the button and stood back. The
elevator doors were not glass, and could have been hiding a nasty
surprise. They weren’t.
She got in and pressed the top floor.
As she went up she looked around through the goggles. The Vtag
‘JUNK N SHOWER’ caught her attention as she looked around, even
though her haven itself was obscured by another building. She
turned to the building she had come up here to investigate. The
tops of surrounding buildings were mostly out of the way
now.
There was a very good reason why that
strange building seemed to be everywhere around the outskirts of
Autar. Because it was.
It was a wall, and from where she stood
it looked like it circled the entire city. They had built it all in
the few days since the initial outbreak. She had heard of military
engineers building much, much smaller walls quickly for the threat
of floods and such, but this was a very different scale. This would
hold a lake if it needed to.
So. They had already given up on
reclaiming the city. They just didn’t want the zombies getting
out.
The wall had many of those small gun
posts. Why not just bomb the living snot out of Autar? Not that she
was complaining. She got to live, at least until she started
craving brains. Her wound stung less now. Was that good or
bad?
Either way, she was feeling a little
less apathetic. She may as well finish her probably-pointless trek
to the lab. As the elevator went back down, she heard noises above
her. There was a zombie on the roof of the elevator. Frig, was it
there all along?
She watched the ceiling and got out
carefully when she reached the bottom. No need to stir up a fuss
when she can just walk away. As she left the building she looked at
the elevator from the outside. There were at least four of them on
there.
They took notice of her and began
throwing themselves against the glass. A considerable smear of
blood blotted against the glass as they struck again and
again.
A crack sounded. A few more strikes
later, the glass broke and three of the four tumbled like wet
laundry off the top of the elevator, onto the ground. They started
picking themselves up, caked in blood and broken ‘safety glass’
bits. The fourth trudged through the break in the glass, and fell
behind the other three with the unpleasant crack of
bone.
Regan was a safe distance away by now,
but she didn’t need them following her and becoming a problem
later. She had the ammo to spare, so she took them down.
How easy it was becoming, to kill the
dead. Easier to forget they were people ever so
recently.
She took a moment to imagine their
names on some list somewhere on the net, while family members
wondered how to hold a funeral.
~~~~~
Chapter 10: The General
~~~~~
With yet another detour while evading a
mob, and another small scuffle, Regan was finally at AutarLabs.
Well, she could see it, anyway.
The building was surrounded by zombies.
That in itself was not a huge shock, but they were standing in a
crude formation. Nearly shoulder to shoulder and five zombies
thick.
The front of the building had about
fifty rows. Each row had five zombies in a line. Multiply that by
four sides of the property, plus lots of strays just wandering
around. That equaled to a lot of rotting people standing
around.
From a safe distance of two blocks down
the road, she used the VTag goggles’ magnification to look for a
weak point in the barricade, but found none. She did find another
odd thing however.
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