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Authors: Joseph Talluto
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Trippers were on the street, and heading my way quickly. One of them had blood dripping off his hands, leaving a gory trail I could probably follow back to his last victim if I chose to.
I quickly climbed aboard Judy, who was already skittish from the fight I just had. “Move it, girl! Go!”
Judy didn’t need any more encouraging. I held on and just gave her her head and let her run. She stretched out and her ears were flat back as she ran. As she hit her long stride, I was pretty much just a spectator. Judy ran easily away from the Trippers, leaving them stumbling along behind on the bridge. I didn’t bother to stop and kill the infected, I just left them behind. The sun was setting, and I didn’t want to spend the night out in the open. If there were ten Trippers behind me, I had a hundred out there ahead of me. In a perfect world, I would have a secure house with a secure wall around me. Of course, in a perfect world, there weren’t any Trippers and my parents were still alive.
Judy ran west and we cleared the river and the trees on the other side. I slowed her to a trot and led her out into the open fields. I could see a house in the distance, and I hoped I could use it for a haven for the night. If not, we’d have to keep moving, and I could tell Judy was getting tired and could use the rest.
The house was set far back from the roads, and was accessible only from the one driveway. It was a ranch-style house, with thickly overgrown bushes blocking the windows. The rest of the yard was thick vegetation, choked with large weeds and feral shrubs.
I did a quick walk around, and didn’t see any signs of life. For that matter, I didn’t see any signs of death either. This house may have been one of the ones abandoned early on in an attempt to outrun the disease. The sun slipped behind the horizon, and while it was still light out, I was actually out of time. It was this place or I took my chances in the woods by the river.
I pulled the bushes out of the way of the front door, and with a few twists of my knife, managed to get the door open. I went through the house, and checked every room. There was nothing out of place, everything seemed normal. I would give the house a more thorough check in the morning, right now I needed to be able to survive the night.
I took Judy in through the front door, and leading her through the house, I brought her into the garage. Her ears were about as far forward as they could be, and she stamped her displeasure when I brought her through the kitchen.
“Sorry, girl. But there’s no time and I need you out of sight. You know better,” I chided, leading her into the garage. Judy calmed down when she had more room to move around and the garage must have smelled somewhat similar to the one she was used to because she settled down quickly. I took the saddle and bridle off, and filled a bucket of water from a rain barrel outside.
Once Judy was taken care of, I went back into the house and settled in for the night. I kept my guns nearby, and spread my bedroll out under the front window. Anyone looking in would not be able to see me, so I figured I was safe enough.
During the night, I thought I heard some shuffling and movement outside, but I knew that if the Trippers had no reason to think anyone was in here they would pass the house by. My only concern would be someone else would try to use the house for shelter and led a horde here. It made for a long, light-sleeping night.
Chapter 14
In the morning, I rose quickly and quietly. I ate a quick breakfast and spent some time watching the outside for any signs of trouble or movement. Over the years, I had learned that while Trippers were very dangerous, especially at night, they were more likely to kill you in the early morning because they themselves would instinctually look for some kind of shelter from the sun. I always maintained that the sun hurt their eyes and that was what pushed them indoors.
A brief walk
I quickly climbed aboard Judy, who was already skittish from the fight I just had. “Move it, girl! Go!”
Judy didn’t need any more encouraging. I held on and just gave her her head and let her run. She stretched out and her ears were flat back as she ran. As she hit her long stride, I was pretty much just a spectator. Judy ran easily away from the Trippers, leaving them stumbling along behind on the bridge. I didn’t bother to stop and kill the infected, I just left them behind. The sun was setting, and I didn’t want to spend the night out in the open. If there were ten Trippers behind me, I had a hundred out there ahead of me. In a perfect world, I would have a secure house with a secure wall around me. Of course, in a perfect world, there weren’t any Trippers and my parents were still alive.
Judy ran west and we cleared the river and the trees on the other side. I slowed her to a trot and led her out into the open fields. I could see a house in the distance, and I hoped I could use it for a haven for the night. If not, we’d have to keep moving, and I could tell Judy was getting tired and could use the rest.
The house was set far back from the roads, and was accessible only from the one driveway. It was a ranch-style house, with thickly overgrown bushes blocking the windows. The rest of the yard was thick vegetation, choked with large weeds and feral shrubs.
I did a quick walk around, and didn’t see any signs of life. For that matter, I didn’t see any signs of death either. This house may have been one of the ones abandoned early on in an attempt to outrun the disease. The sun slipped behind the horizon, and while it was still light out, I was actually out of time. It was this place or I took my chances in the woods by the river.
I pulled the bushes out of the way of the front door, and with a few twists of my knife, managed to get the door open. I went through the house, and checked every room. There was nothing out of place, everything seemed normal. I would give the house a more thorough check in the morning, right now I needed to be able to survive the night.
I took Judy in through the front door, and leading her through the house, I brought her into the garage. Her ears were about as far forward as they could be, and she stamped her displeasure when I brought her through the kitchen.
“Sorry, girl. But there’s no time and I need you out of sight. You know better,” I chided, leading her into the garage. Judy calmed down when she had more room to move around and the garage must have smelled somewhat similar to the one she was used to because she settled down quickly. I took the saddle and bridle off, and filled a bucket of water from a rain barrel outside.
Once Judy was taken care of, I went back into the house and settled in for the night. I kept my guns nearby, and spread my bedroll out under the front window. Anyone looking in would not be able to see me, so I figured I was safe enough.
During the night, I thought I heard some shuffling and movement outside, but I knew that if the Trippers had no reason to think anyone was in here they would pass the house by. My only concern would be someone else would try to use the house for shelter and led a horde here. It made for a long, light-sleeping night.
Chapter 14
In the morning, I rose quickly and quietly. I ate a quick breakfast and spent some time watching the outside for any signs of trouble or movement. Over the years, I had learned that while Trippers were very dangerous, especially at night, they were more likely to kill you in the early morning because they themselves would instinctually look for some kind of shelter from the sun. I always maintained that the sun hurt their eyes and that was what pushed them indoors.
A brief walk
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