“Is there anyone out there? If there is, you’re not alone.. six other people including me, are survivors. If you’re hearing this, head to the military base up north.. there is only one military base, we will evacuate via helicopter. Whosoever that is hearing this, make your way to the military base up north. Be safe. You’re not alone,” Juliette sends out a distress message.
“There, I hope someone hears that on time. We do not have the proper equipment to play it over and over again,” Juliette.
“Don’t worry, we did whatever we could to help others. *sigh* ok people, grab what you can, as much as you can..” states Clarke.
Everyone load up as much as they could on their weapons making sure they’re well protected and well prepared to take on any hostile situation that they might come through. Now that everyone is ready, Clarke shuts off the voltage and the team makes their way out of the barrier headed towards the military base located on the other side of the state, up north. It is on an island by itself big enough to occupy a whole military base and close enough to make it by car as it is connected by a road. That long stretch of road that leads to the island, was now no more as they got there.
“Now what? How the fuck did this happen?” Ask Jack.
“Military went over their heads I guess..” says Clarke.
“How the hell are we gonna get through?” Jack getting upset.
There was a moment of silence.
“There is another way, few miles down the road this way, *Clarke points towards the road Jack and Steve took to get to the hospital* there is a facility. It has boats there, we can use them to get to the jetty of the base.”
“How do you know there are boats there? Or if it’s even there.. still.” Chris asks Clarke.
“We usually patrol around this area by sea. That’s how I know. Whether there are any left.. well~ do you have any other ideas?”
The six of them decided to make their way to the facility. They walked through the same path Jack and Steve took to get to the hospital, there was blood everywhere, body parts scattered around. it was being eaten by the zombies. It somehow occurred to Steve that the zombies were eating up each other. Eating up their own kind.
“What do you see Steve?” Ask Juliette.
“Guys, hang on..” Steve tells the group to pause for a second, as they gather and Steve tries to explain them something.
“Think I figured out how these things are able to leap and run and are like stronger. To sum it all up I mean. I don’t know whether this is true but, I’m just giving it a shot. When we work out, you know, pump iron and all.. We take protein shake for energy and as well faster recovery. Lean meat too and more protein. So~ when they eat their own zombie flesh, it somehow strengthen them up.. agility, strength and etc. why it happen that way, I don’t know.”
“How do you even know these stuff?” Nancy ask.
“I don’t I’m just trying to connect the dots.. like I said, it’s just a shot.”
“Whether it’s a shot or not, we better get moving,” Chris says to everyone.
Sounds seem to be coming from the sewers below, the same kind of sound that Jack and Steve heard the night before.
“Do you hear that?” Jack asks the group.
The zombies that attacked them that night starts climbing out of the sewers in the middle of the day.
“Clarke, I thought you said these guys only comes out at night??” Chris questions Clarke.
“Their eye sockets are smoking up, and there aren’t any eye balls,” Nancy wonders.
“Like your friend said, cannibalism leads to strengthening up. C’mon let’s go! go! go!” Clarke instructs.
The group open fires to the army of zombies that were chasing them as they run as fast as they could to get to the facility without getting eaten. The zombies were leaping from the ground, leaping from the walls of the buildings near them to get momentum to reach them. The group were able to fire anything that was gaining on them. It was a difficult escape as they had to jump over rubbles, evade falling objects, jumping over large cracks that become a huge hole on the roads. They kept on running and finally saw the entrance towards the facility. They were able to create a good distance between them and the zombies as they try to unlock the double doors. Juliette fires a round onto the simple padlock, the door opens and they got themselves inside in the nick of time.
“Find whatever you can, we have to bolt the doors.. Hurry!!!” Clarke instructs everyone to look for anything nearby strong enough to bolt the doors as he holds on to the door making sure it stays closed. The group found things to bolt the door and they make their way around the facility.
“That was close,” Jack.
“What is this place anyways? Looks more like a factory. Warehouse?” Ask Nancy.
“Factory turned facility, marine life researches. C’mon we don’t know how long will the door hold.” Clarke explains.
The facility as they enter, has a walkway leading them to an elevator at the end of the other side. The walkway was fixated to the wall of the facility. Accordingly to how it was design which made them make turns left and rights. Below was the office, tables and chemistry sets, and lots of computers. The zombies were banging and wanting to get through the doors, they hasten their walk. The door was broken, and the army were through, and up to get them. The group ran to the elevator, again opening fire to those that was able gain on them.
As they got to the elevator.
“Shit!!! It’s not working!!!! Clarke.
“What!!??? What can you do about it?” Chris ask.
“I can try and hot wire it, computer panel here.”
“There’s no electricity how you suppose that it even work?”
“This place generator runs on solar, it will always have electricity. Cover me while I do my thing.”
The group fires at whatever that was coming their way, one of them almost got a hold onto Nancy, but she fired on time. 1 minute in, Clarke was still busy making the elevator work.
“Anytime now buddy,” Chris.
“Hang in there..”
2 minutes in, the elevator was open and running. They went in and make their way downstairs to the facility.
“Reload your weapons people, this only takes us downstairs.”
“Oh damn it.” Juliette complains.
“What’s wrong?” Nancy asks
“Ankle seems to be killing me.”
“Hey! Take it easy there, do not pass out. We’re almost there, take it easy,” Clarke ensures.
“Easy for you to say.”
“I can carry you if you want,” Steve offers.
*Air supply song plays out of love chorus in the elevator*
"I like this song," says Jack.
“Jack pass me the shotgun,” Jack passes his shotgun to Clarke.
“What bullets do you have in these?”
“What’s wrong with your rifle?”
“I can’t make a hole through the crowd with it if they barge in can I?”
“Shotgun shells, the buckshot. It has tiny fragments in them. You shoot them, those fragments spreads out. “
“Killing two birds with 1 stone,” Juliette.
“Kind of~~, “ Answers Clarke.
The elevator is about to reach the ground floor.
“Ok guys, once the door opens, run out to the right. Make your way towards the end, almost the end. There is a small door on the right, go through it. Oh, and uhh~~ cover your ears.”
“Bing.” The elevator doors open, like Clarke guessed. The zombies barge in, Clarke with everything he had blasted through them as they flew few feet away from them and lay on the ground, trying to get themselves back up. Clarke instructs them to run as fast as they can. Steve helped Chris as he was running with a limp. Difficult for him to apply pressure on his foot. They fired anything that came close or that was gaining on them, they reached the door Clarke was talking about and made their way outside the facility. Jack bolted the door with a steel chair they found lying on the ground.
The jetty was in view and only one small boat was available. Getting to the jetty, they had to run down few flight of steps. The boat was about hundred meters away, the group ran as fast as they could. Chris with the help of Steve pushed his ankle to the limit. The zombies broke through the door and were again after them. Them too again, on the run. Chris and Steve being the last people behind fired everything at the zombies. Clarke who was already in the boat tries his best to start up the engine.
“hey guys! Keep em’ busy.” Clarke.
“Running low on bullets, hurry up and get it started!!!” Chris answers, as he and Steve slowly move backwards towards the boat, shooting only the necessary ones. Jack and Juliette helps out Clarke in starting the engine, pulling the rope making it start. Nancy joins Chris and Steve helping them slowing the zombies down. As the boat engine roars, Nancy and Steve helps Chris to get on the boat, dragging his injured leg as he screams in pain. The group got on the boat on time, and ride away from the area, from the jetty. Just in the nick of time.
“Don’t worry, those son of a bitches can’t swim,” says Clarke.
“Are you sure?” Jack being sarcastic.
“How far is the jetty?” Chris asks.
“Not far, 10 minute boat ride. It’s around the corner of the island. It’s a jungle there, keep an eye out.” Clarke explains.
“Nancy~~ you’re bleeding,” Chris points out the blood was flowing from her right arm.
“No, no~ you’re not bitten, no bite marks. It’s more like a cut.”
“Thank god.” Nancy.
“Put some sea water on it, will kill the germs,” Clarke advises.
“You out of your mind? If it’s polluted?” Nancy against.
“Don’t worry, it’ll help,” Clarke assures.
“it’s gonna sting a bit,”*Chris smears the sea water on Nancy’s arm and tears his sleeve to wrap it around her wound*
“Why did you leave the army?” Chris asks.
“I didn’t, I was on leave.”
“Guys any idea where to head once we get to the helicopter?”
Silence by everyone.
“Look,why not, first things first. We get the helicopter, decide where to head on later.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
(To Be Continued)