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bitten. You know what happens to people once
they get bitten. Well, except for Maria. Are you sure you’re fit to protect
her?"
"I hope
so."
Drake
stretched his arms out above his head and took a deep breath. "I love the smell
of the dead in the morning."
"Huh?"
"You know, like from that move. Apocalypse Now."
"Drake, I'm
sorry."
"Yeah, we’re all sorry."
I crawled back
inside and closed the door to the balcony as quietly as possible.
I made it
back to the office we had been sleeping in. Jack was awake. He knew something
was wrong.
"What is
it?" he asked.
"We gotta
go. We have to get off the streets. Get to high ground. Now. They’re back. It’s
not safe here."
Time to Go
Maria had woken. "Why? What happened? What’s going on?"
They could
both tell by the terrified look on my face why we had to leave. They could read
me like a book. I would’ve made a terrible poker player.
"I can’t be
sure, but it looks like they’re coming back into the city."
"What do you
mean, coming back?"
"Like I said
before, I think they would’ve chased the military as the fell back to the
coast. Or maybe even the airport."
"And they’ve
stopped chasing?" Maria asked.
I nodded.
"So they’re
all dead? The military?"
"Maybe. I
don’t know. What I do know is that the infected are slowly making their way
back into the city. They’re basically following the main roadways."
"Why would
they come back?" Maria asked. "I mean, aren’t they brain dead?"
"Maybe they
know we’re here," Jack whispered.
"What? How
would they know?"
"Maybe they
can smell us? Maybe they can hear us? I don’t know."
"That’s
stupid. They can’t hear us. You would need super human hearing to be able to
hear us. They can’t see us. We’re hidden."
"Look, who
knows what this virus is capable of?" Jack said. "The weirdo doctor said it was
designed to find life. Well guess what? We’re it. We’re alive. We’re breathing.
They’re coming for us."
Jack was
right. I wish to god that he wasn’t but he was.
We couldn’t
explain it. But those damn infected, mindless, zombies were shuffling their way
back into the city.
And they
were coming for us.
High Ground
"So what the hell do we do?" Maria asked "Where do we go? How do we get there?
I don’t really feel like walking around on the streets."
"High
ground," I answered. "We have to get to high ground. We’ll be safe up there. Plus
we’ll be able to see what’s going on in the rest of the city."
"A
skyscraper." Maria said.
"Yeah. The
bigger the better."
"The Sydney
Center Point Tower," Jack said. "It’s the tallest building in Sydney. It’ll
have panoramic views of the whole city."
"What about
what happened at casino?" Maria said. "We were trapped. I don’t want to be
trapped again."
"That was a
freak incident," I said trying to convince myself more than anyone.
But what
were the alternatives? Fly out of the city. Swim out? Walk out? We couldn’t do
any of those things. Not now. So the next best thing and really the only thing
to do was to get to high ground.
"We can’t go
back out into the streets," Maria said. "It’s a mess. It’s too dangerous. There
was so many of them yesterday. And more today."
"Well, what
are our options?" I asked.
"We could go
underground," Jack suggested. "There’s a train station not far from here. We
could go down there. It’ll lead us to the tower."
Maria shook
her head. "You really want to go underground? Where it’s dark? Completely
dark?"
"It couldn’t
be any worse than the streets."
"Yeah it
could. It could be a lot worse."
Jack thought
it over for a minute. "What about the monorail track? It’s about twenty, thirty
feet above the road. We could walk along the track, follow it to Center Point.
The infected won’t be able to reach us. And it will lead us right to the
tower."
Maria smiled.
"Yeah. Much better than the dark underground train station."
"That could
work," I said. "Where’s the nearest monorail station."
"Down
they get bitten. Well, except for Maria. Are you sure you’re fit to protect
her?"
"I hope
so."
Drake
stretched his arms out above his head and took a deep breath. "I love the smell
of the dead in the morning."
"Huh?"
"You know, like from that move. Apocalypse Now."
"Drake, I'm
sorry."
"Yeah, we’re all sorry."
I crawled back
inside and closed the door to the balcony as quietly as possible.
I made it
back to the office we had been sleeping in. Jack was awake. He knew something
was wrong.
"What is
it?" he asked.
"We gotta
go. We have to get off the streets. Get to high ground. Now. They’re back. It’s
not safe here."
Time to Go
Maria had woken. "Why? What happened? What’s going on?"
They could
both tell by the terrified look on my face why we had to leave. They could read
me like a book. I would’ve made a terrible poker player.
"I can’t be
sure, but it looks like they’re coming back into the city."
"What do you
mean, coming back?"
"Like I said
before, I think they would’ve chased the military as the fell back to the
coast. Or maybe even the airport."
"And they’ve
stopped chasing?" Maria asked.
I nodded.
"So they’re
all dead? The military?"
"Maybe. I
don’t know. What I do know is that the infected are slowly making their way
back into the city. They’re basically following the main roadways."
"Why would
they come back?" Maria asked. "I mean, aren’t they brain dead?"
"Maybe they
know we’re here," Jack whispered.
"What? How
would they know?"
"Maybe they
can smell us? Maybe they can hear us? I don’t know."
"That’s
stupid. They can’t hear us. You would need super human hearing to be able to
hear us. They can’t see us. We’re hidden."
"Look, who
knows what this virus is capable of?" Jack said. "The weirdo doctor said it was
designed to find life. Well guess what? We’re it. We’re alive. We’re breathing.
They’re coming for us."
Jack was
right. I wish to god that he wasn’t but he was.
We couldn’t
explain it. But those damn infected, mindless, zombies were shuffling their way
back into the city.
And they
were coming for us.
High Ground
"So what the hell do we do?" Maria asked "Where do we go? How do we get there?
I don’t really feel like walking around on the streets."
"High
ground," I answered. "We have to get to high ground. We’ll be safe up there. Plus
we’ll be able to see what’s going on in the rest of the city."
"A
skyscraper." Maria said.
"Yeah. The
bigger the better."
"The Sydney
Center Point Tower," Jack said. "It’s the tallest building in Sydney. It’ll
have panoramic views of the whole city."
"What about
what happened at casino?" Maria said. "We were trapped. I don’t want to be
trapped again."
"That was a
freak incident," I said trying to convince myself more than anyone.
But what
were the alternatives? Fly out of the city. Swim out? Walk out? We couldn’t do
any of those things. Not now. So the next best thing and really the only thing
to do was to get to high ground.
"We can’t go
back out into the streets," Maria said. "It’s a mess. It’s too dangerous. There
was so many of them yesterday. And more today."
"Well, what
are our options?" I asked.
"We could go
underground," Jack suggested. "There’s a train station not far from here. We
could go down there. It’ll lead us to the tower."
Maria shook
her head. "You really want to go underground? Where it’s dark? Completely
dark?"
"It couldn’t
be any worse than the streets."
"Yeah it
could. It could be a lot worse."
Jack thought
it over for a minute. "What about the monorail track? It’s about twenty, thirty
feet above the road. We could walk along the track, follow it to Center Point.
The infected won’t be able to reach us. And it will lead us right to the
tower."
Maria smiled.
"Yeah. Much better than the dark underground train station."
"That could
work," I said. "Where’s the nearest monorail station."
"Down
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