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others. They were taking too long. In that open bed, she felt like a sitting duck amid a firing squad of hunters. Finally, she stood, hopping over the tailgate. “Fuck this.”
Zach blinked, watching her. “Where are you going?”
“To see what’s up. They might need help.”
“Oh? What the hell are you going to do?”
“I don’t know. Looks like they killed everything. Besides, it beats just sitting around. I’ll be back.”
“That girl’s crazy. I’m staying right here,” one of the male voices said.
“Like I know that’s right,” a female responded.
Watching her, Zach groaned. Standing, he hopped over the tailgate, following closely behind her. “I’m not letting you go down by yourself. There might be more just waiting!”
She stopped short, looked at him and then turned to look at the truck. It was just a regular size with an eight-foot bed and two cab person seat in front. There wasn’t any cover over the back. The people huddled together watched her curiously. “You act like that,” she pointed at the truck, “is Fort Knox.” Shaking her head, she turned, walking away.
“You know what I mean. It’s not like it’s any safer out here!”
“Yeah, but we can find out what’s going on.”
Looking at the woods surrounding them, he shrugged, rushing to catch up with her. “I think it’s safer up there.”
“Yeah, I’m not seeing it.”
“Think about it, Todd didn’t try to go through the truck.”
Entering the campsite, she was shocked. She stopped for a second, looking around. It was too surreal. There were dead bodies and pieces of them scattered everywhere; chewed on, scratched, arms and legs ripped out of sockets. Over in the corner was a girl’s head by itself. She swallowed hard. If she thought that Janet’s body was horrifying, it was nothing to seeing the results of a massacre. Taking a deep breath did nothing but make her cringe again because the stench in the air was enough to assault her poor nostrils, causing her stomach to rumble unhappily. She stepped over the body parts lining the front of the entrance before glancing over her shoulder at Zach. He wasn’t holding together much better than she was. “That was because we were running around it, not sitting in it. It wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out how to get us out of it.”
“I still think it’s safer than being out here .”
Ignoring him, she continued walking around the campsite, looking at all the devastation and death. It was frightening to walk through it all and though she didn’t want to look; she had to. Stopping at the picnic table, she looked down at the dead girl. It was obvious she was beautiful… once. She tried telling herself this was fake. It was just special effects for some movie going on somewhere, but it didn’t negate the fact that her mind knew it was real. Shaking her head, she glanced over at Brandon, pointing to the hole in the girl’s chest. “Why do they do that? They tear a hole in your gut and rip out the insides. Wasn’t it zombies that did that shit?”
Zach looked down, cringing, gagging, before quickly looking away. “Oh my God, I’m going to puke!” He held his hand over his mouth, looking up at the sky, breathing steadily in and out. “I thought zombies were more interested in brains, not internal organs.”
Nudging Justice, Brandon motioned in Candice’s direction. “If we don’t get that woman outta the tree, everyone’s gonna be down here.”
Rolling his eyes, Justice glared at him. “I’m tryin’, but if you can do better…”
Shaking his head, Brandon looked back at Candice. “You should wait up at the truck. It’s safer.”
She glared at him, not ready to have the same argument with another man. “It must be a guy thing. I’m not going anywhere until the rest of you do.”
He sighed loudly before looking at the girl on the picnic table. “I’m not sure what they are. They sure as hell aren’t human though.”
Candice
Zach blinked, watching her. “Where are you going?”
“To see what’s up. They might need help.”
“Oh? What the hell are you going to do?”
“I don’t know. Looks like they killed everything. Besides, it beats just sitting around. I’ll be back.”
“That girl’s crazy. I’m staying right here,” one of the male voices said.
“Like I know that’s right,” a female responded.
Watching her, Zach groaned. Standing, he hopped over the tailgate, following closely behind her. “I’m not letting you go down by yourself. There might be more just waiting!”
She stopped short, looked at him and then turned to look at the truck. It was just a regular size with an eight-foot bed and two cab person seat in front. There wasn’t any cover over the back. The people huddled together watched her curiously. “You act like that,” she pointed at the truck, “is Fort Knox.” Shaking her head, she turned, walking away.
“You know what I mean. It’s not like it’s any safer out here!”
“Yeah, but we can find out what’s going on.”
Looking at the woods surrounding them, he shrugged, rushing to catch up with her. “I think it’s safer up there.”
“Yeah, I’m not seeing it.”
“Think about it, Todd didn’t try to go through the truck.”
Entering the campsite, she was shocked. She stopped for a second, looking around. It was too surreal. There were dead bodies and pieces of them scattered everywhere; chewed on, scratched, arms and legs ripped out of sockets. Over in the corner was a girl’s head by itself. She swallowed hard. If she thought that Janet’s body was horrifying, it was nothing to seeing the results of a massacre. Taking a deep breath did nothing but make her cringe again because the stench in the air was enough to assault her poor nostrils, causing her stomach to rumble unhappily. She stepped over the body parts lining the front of the entrance before glancing over her shoulder at Zach. He wasn’t holding together much better than she was. “That was because we were running around it, not sitting in it. It wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out how to get us out of it.”
“I still think it’s safer than being out here .”
Ignoring him, she continued walking around the campsite, looking at all the devastation and death. It was frightening to walk through it all and though she didn’t want to look; she had to. Stopping at the picnic table, she looked down at the dead girl. It was obvious she was beautiful… once. She tried telling herself this was fake. It was just special effects for some movie going on somewhere, but it didn’t negate the fact that her mind knew it was real. Shaking her head, she glanced over at Brandon, pointing to the hole in the girl’s chest. “Why do they do that? They tear a hole in your gut and rip out the insides. Wasn’t it zombies that did that shit?”
Zach looked down, cringing, gagging, before quickly looking away. “Oh my God, I’m going to puke!” He held his hand over his mouth, looking up at the sky, breathing steadily in and out. “I thought zombies were more interested in brains, not internal organs.”
Nudging Justice, Brandon motioned in Candice’s direction. “If we don’t get that woman outta the tree, everyone’s gonna be down here.”
Rolling his eyes, Justice glared at him. “I’m tryin’, but if you can do better…”
Shaking his head, Brandon looked back at Candice. “You should wait up at the truck. It’s safer.”
She glared at him, not ready to have the same argument with another man. “It must be a guy thing. I’m not going anywhere until the rest of you do.”
He sighed loudly before looking at the girl on the picnic table. “I’m not sure what they are. They sure as hell aren’t human though.”
Candice
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