Dead USA (DrTrollinski and Elwin)

[Elwin]

The men strolled into the gas station, laughing and chatting loudly. They donned checkered shirts with braces and tight scarves around their heads. Each man had a gun of some type, most of which were rifles. The largest of the men, who had a shaven ginger head and a scar across his face that looked like a hand mark, walked over to the shelves, running his fingers across the dust. "This place has almost been looted clean out." He said to the other men who were putting the last cans of food into their bags. "It smells like someone has been here recently." One man said, who was shorter than the rest. The ginger man nodded, swiping a row of cans into his bag. "Keep your guns at the ready, boys. You never know what you could find."


Luna had managed to get to the door, but her heart was running a marathon. She kept her knife in-front of her face as she struggled to control her shakes. She peered her head around the corner, watching the men scout the place out. It was a relief to not see a sign of the boys anywhere. "Oh thank god." Luna wiped some sweat from her forehead and breathed in deeply before turning round. One smallish man with a ridiculous lop-sided bandana turned and stared her straight into the eye. "Shit." She hissed and turned and started to run across the road. A hoard of men ran out of the gas station, stopping at the door. The small man was no-where to be seen. One pointed at her as she reach the other side of the road and they all started to run. She jumped down a bank and slid down some grass into the trees to find a place to hide.


The smallest man remained in the shop, after tripping on a dropped can of fizzy drink on the ground. He lay across the floor groaning at his twisted ankle. "For fucks sake.." He shouted with aggression as he attempted to stand back up, balancing himself on a shelf.

 

[DrTrollinski]

When he heard Luna he knew that these guys weren't friendly. He heard the one fall, so he waited, he waited for him to be occupied. As soon as he heard the creaking of a shelf he rose up from behind the counter like some sort of fake hero and aimed the rifle directly at him. He'd only used a rifle once or twice in his time, but he knew how regardless. He dragged the aim from his body and quickly up to his head, and it felt as if his heart stopped as he pulled the trigger and sent a bullet into the man's skull. There was a gruesome crunch from the impact and Greg felt like vomiting, but he needed to help Luna. He sprinted to the exit and looked at the men running across the road. He could hit a few of them, easily - He needed to distract them as well.


"HEY! HEY, ASSHOLES! RIGHT HERE!" He screamed. He raised the rifle and began to simply tap-fire. Spraying would do nothing at this distance. He just fired as accurately as he could - being a surgeon, accuracy meant a lot - to just try and either take a few down, or injure enough of them so that they couldn't harm Luna. He couldn't see her anywhere, but that didn't mean he was going to give up. He had plenty of bullets right now, but that didn't mean he felt any more comfortable. His body was half in cover in the gas station, just in case. (@Elwin)

 

[Elwin]

Luna fell into a heap at the bottom of the bank, but scrambled up in fright. She could hear gun shots which only increased the panic rushing through her body. You took out a ton of zombies in that car. Luna felt helpless, but knew it was worth a shot trying to take one of them out. The largest one, with ginger hair had slid down the bank with two others. Luna was sure there was a few more but they had gone missing. She kept running through the trees until she was breathless.


Alright, now is your shot. Luna pulled out her leather pouch of throwing knives after making good distance from the men. They had guns, but they couldn't see her as she had managed to hide behind a log on the ground. She took one knife in her hand and aimed for the chest of the largest man. He was strolling through the woods, acting relaxed as he called for Luna. "Show your face and I won't shoot you." His voice was gentle, but false. Luna could see his face and his grin was from ear to ear. The two men behind him search in different directions.


Luna lost her concentration when she noticed one of the other men looking for her. She recognized his mousy brown hair and patchy red face. It was the man from the hotel. What is he doing with these people? Where is his family? Luna sat behind the log in confusion, trying to argue with reality in her mind. "But..." Luna squealed as her hands were pushed together and she was lifted by the ugly red-headed man with the scar. "Found it!" He called to his friends. His voice was thick and with every word he spat. Luna grimaced as spit flew in her face and turned to look for the red faced man. He looked back at her, beaming a deep red. "Carlos, wait. I know this one." He said to his friend, running over. The ginger man dropped Luna and she fell on her backside with a thump. "Oww.." She groaned, moving onto her knees.


The red-faced man bent down and looked her in the face. "What are you doing here? I can't believe you survived." He watched her hand as the leather pouch rolled out, revealing only two knives. Luna stared at him, shaking. "What are these men? Where are your family? Who are you?" She had so many questions. He hesitated, creasing his forehead. "Look..I can't." He looked up at his friends, who had guns pointed at Luna's head. "You need to come with me. We have a base." Luna looked at him for a moment, then shook her head. "I can't." She stood up, clutching her newer blade and left the pouch on the ground. "No, I have to get back."


"I don't think so lady." The red-head man said with a sigh and picked her up with one arm, slinging her over his shoulder. Luna dropped her knife with surprise. "Get off!" She punched him in the back several times, squirming with panic. She wanted to shout for the red-faced man's help, but she didn't know his name. She didn't know anything about him. Luna only hoped that the gun shots from earlier hadn't involved Greg and the boys.

 

[DrTrollinski]

Greg left the boys in the bathroom to follow after Luna. He'd told them to wait where they were. He wasn't trusting one part of this - he hopped over the dead bodies and kept on running and running until he managed to see movement. He saw them. Luna, and the other men that were with her. One was carrying her. He jumped down behind a tree and held his breath as he aimed the gun right at the back of the man's knee - this would give Luna a window to react or run again, but they were all quite close together, so this had to be an easy fight - his heart was pounding. The adrenaline was coursing through his veins and he felt that if he didn't help her, she'd be dead within an hour, maybe less. When the gun was lined up with the back of his knee, he pulled the trigger and then quickly flicked the rifle between the couple of men that were left. He'd aimed for the center of their back, because that was the easier part of them to hit at this distance. As soon as he'd shot at all of them, he quickly ducked behind the tree and held the rifle up to make sure he couldn't be seen. He was going to wait for the shouting or the screams before he revealed himself again. That's all he could do.


If there were going to be any yells or screams, that is. He was sure that he'd hit all of them, and the man carrying Luna would have been in too much pain to even do anything. That bullet would have went straight through the back of his knee and out through the front. He knew that that bullet had definitely hit, because he took time lining that shot up. Thank the lord that his military-grade rifle was silenced, or he'd have been spotted by now. He felt very 'Rambo', mostly because he was hiding in the trees and playing it safe, and somehow hadn't been shot just yet. (@Elwin)

 

[Elwin]

The man carrying Luna dropped to the floor without warning. She tumbled to the ground on top of him and as she begun to try and realize what had just happened, he let out a high-pitched yelp. Blood streamed from his leg. The other man was wiped dead on the floor and the red-faced man had been hit in the arm. Luna squeaked and crawled away from the two men on the floor, knocking into the red-faced man. He was redder than ever. "Shit.." He hissed. He was holding his arm. The man looked at Luna with longing in his eyes. She felt confused. He looked sad, but he was a trickster. He wasn't who he said he was.


"Come on, leave these guys.." He said to her, holding out his hand from the arm where he wasn't shot. Luna looked around to find where the gun shots were. She couldn't see anybody and wasn't sure if it was Greg or not. "Please, I'll tell you everything..My base isn't far. We can go in the truck, please." He grabbed Luna's wrist, pulling her to her feet. She felt confused, she didn't want him to die but she didn't want to leave Greg and the boys. "Please don't," She said weakly, tugging at his arm. "I don't even know your name." The man tugging her back close to him, so she was touching his back. Her head only reached to about his shoulders.


He looked at Luna again, his eyes were watery. "I think we met again for a reason." Luna scowled. This was either complete bullshit or this guy was in dreamland. She didn't want to hurt him but he was clearly not who he said he was. She opened her mouth to protest, but felt herself running at his pace. "Please stop.." Her voice was no more than a squeak, and the pair were running towards the bank. Blood gushed from the mans arm and the redness from his face started to fade.

 

[DrTrollinski]

Greg was slowly watching them. Luna didn't look happy at all, but he could see she wasn't armed. That explained it. One more bullet hit the man on the ground as they walked away, and then finally, as the red-faced man was dragging her away, Greg had already lined up the shot. He waited. Waited for Luna to move aside, and then...


Pop.


The bullet rushed through the air. This time he'd taken time to line up his shot to ensure that Luna got out of this one this time. He was calm when he took the shot. He was steady, but in a sense, when he shot this man for the second time, he'd essentially done him a favor. He could tell, even from a distance, that he'd severed an artery with his first shot. The amount of blood there was was perfect evidence of that. His eyebrow twitched. How many people had he killed just now? Six? Seven? He was so shaken up, but he knew Clayton and Jackson liked having Luna around.


And in all honesty. So did he.


He enjoyed her company. He enjoyed how she was able to make the boys smile for the first time in two days - he hadn't managed to do that. He wasn't strong enough to make them laugh or smile. Not any more. Fuck me, even the dog had made the kids smile more than he had recently. He couldn't bring himself to let another woman who had relevance in his life die. Not again. He assumed she'd dropped the ammo bag back at the gas station - he'd left the medical bag in there as well so that he could move faster. His hands were shaking after he'd taken the shot. He wanted to cry, but he knew he'd stopped Luna from having something terrible happen to her. The way that man grabbed her and dragged her - he wasn't friendly at all. The wrist-grabbing and the chasing? One group of men? Yeah, Greg wasn't going to let Luna fall into a pit of rapists, not a chance.

 

[Elwin]

Luna screamed as the man dropped to the floor dead. She hadn't wanted him dead. She knew he wasn't who he had made out to be but why did he save her that night in the hotel. Luna felt hysterical. One part because he was dead but the other part because he wasn't who she thought he was and her image of him was shattered. Her image of the kind family man who had risked his life to help her, just because. It was one of the few memorable experiences with a man that seemed like it wasn't fueled from selfishness. But then of course there was Greg. Since they'd met just a few days ago he had gone out of his way to protect her and his kids. It never seemed like he had an alternate motives and he was always there for everyone. His drive was strong despite what had happened to his wife.


Luna sniffed, wiping continuous tears and rested her head on the torso of the man. She knew deep down what he probably wanted from her. It was what all men wanted, really. But she hung onto her dream of him being the loving family man just a little longer. It seemed like her image of him replicated everything Greg was but she didn't fully realize it. Luna continued to cry, rubbing her face on the mans flannel shirt. It was soaked with blood, but she didn't mind. Her mind was so absent she hadn't even thought to think where the shots had come from.

 

[DrTrollinski]

"Luna!" He yelled out to her, sprinting over after slinging the rifle over his shoulder. She looked upset, but she was safe. Christ, the beaten up truck, the guns, the screaming men - they were all fucking psychos and he knew it. They were pillaging and destroying things because they knew there was nothing left to stop them. It was disgusting, and it confused Greg. He didn't know how men could become like that. ".. Jesus Christ..." He ducked down beside her and put a hand on her shoulder. ".. I'm so sorry I couldn't come for you sooner... I had to protect the boys, they all had guns, but when I saw them all chasing you like a pack of wild dogs my heart sunk... I'm so sorry, Luna... I'm so sorry I didn't step up and come sooner. I was scared. I'm sorry." He said to her. He was shaken up his well, and he had big pearls of tears forming in the corner of his eyes. He wanted all of this to end - he wanted to get Luna and the boys in the car and drive away into the sunset to make sure that they were safe forever, but that was just a small dream.


It killed him to think that she could have been harmed, and if she had been, it would have been all his fault. It would have been his fault if something happened, because he didn't take a stand and fight when she needed him to. The one time he had the chance to show that he could step up and protect those he cared about almost failed, and that tore him to pieces. It was almost a repeat of what happened to his wife, and that was the most tragic feeling he'd felt so far. The tears broke out down his cheeks as he looked around the quiet route they were on. It was all dead silent again, with only the puffing black smoke from the vehicles rising into the air.


"We need to go and find the boys... They're still in the bathroom. We need to find them." He sobbed in desperation as he gently squeezed her shoulder. He wanted to hug her, but he didn't have the right. He gave those savages enough time to violate her if they wanted to, and he didn't even know if they'd done anything - he just arrived to see her being manhandled. (@Elwin)

 

[Elwin]

Luna looked at Greg with a frown. Her face was wet with tears and bits of her hair had stuck to her cheeks. "This man was someone I knew." She whispered. She didn't want Greg to feel bad because he was only protecting her but she had to tell him. "He was at the hotel when everything kicked off. He led me out of the building safely and gave me the only weapon he had on him. I dropped it back in the trees when I realized he was with a gang of men who were going to hurt me." She breathed in, trying to stifle her tears. "He said they have a base somewhere nearby. I don't know if that means there is more of them, or families or whatever. But we needed to be careful."


She felt a little bit of warmth from his hand and it made her face reality. The man who was a lie was dead. The one who wasn't was right beside her. She thought of Jackson and his little face, Clayton and how reserved he was and the unnamed dog who was always happy to see them. "You're right though, lets get back. I don't want to leave them a second longer." She wiped her face, which was a mixture of the man's blood and tears. Her face was now stone, no more tears came out as she knew she had to pull herself together to survive in this world.

 

[DrTrollinski]

He didn't hold back. He quickly hugged her and took a deep breath as he helped her to her feet. Tears kept flowing from his eyes but he still hugged her. ".. I'm so sorry... I'm so, so sorry..." He sobbed quietly. ".. I'd never lie to you. And I'd never hurt you like they did--.. I hope you know that." He sniffled and then gently rubbed her back before pulling away and wiping his eyes. He was trembling, but he needed to get back to the boys - he nodded his head backwards towards the garage and then turned around to take a slow and shaky jog - he kept his pace balanced so that she could keep up.


"Boys?!" He yelled as they stepped inside. Jackson instantly came running out, but Clayton went back to sitting on his own in the corner and sobbing into his knees. He looked more shaken up then Jackson, but he'd probably been the one who'd done his best to comfort his younger brother. Whom was which was still crying as he ran into Greg's arms. He didn't speak. He just cried. He buried his face in Greg's chest and just sobbed his heart out - Greg held him close and shut his eyes for a moment, but then looked off at Clay. He couldn't do anything right now - Jackson wasn't going to let him move. ".. Luna--.. Please... Check Clay for me...? I've got my hands full." He sniffled. Clay was still crying into his knees, his back rested again the side of the counter. (@Elwin)

 

[Elwin]

Luna nodded and walked gingerly over to the sobbing boy. She knelt beside him and gently lifted his head up with her finger. His face was wet with tears and his cheeks were a rosy red. "You gotta' stay strong for your Dad." She whispered to him, letting go of his now upright chin. She sat beside him and mimicked his position, tucking her knees into her hands. "Things have happened that none of us could have ever imagined in our life time. The fact we are still here is a miracle.." Luna thought about how others weren't so lucky. "We have an opportunity to make things better, y'know. Your...your Mom. I bet she is proud of how brave you are. You're the bravest boy I've met." Clayton's sobbing had decreased slightly, as they spoke. Luna put her arm around his little shoulders and pulled him close. "We will be safe soon."

 

[DrTrollinski]

He sniffled continuously, but indeed, his sobbing did gradually calm and he hugged her wholeheartedly with both arms, his head rested on her shoulder. ".. I sure hope so." He sniffled to her, but managed to crack the faintest of smiles. ".. I--.. I know we've lost a lot, but--.. I'm glad that we're still with my dad and you." He smiled again and sniffled, followed by taking a shaky deep breath.


"I miss her, daaa-aaad!" Jackson cried into his chest. Greg gently hushed him and held him close, rubbing his back.


".. I know you do, son... But it's no one's fault what happened. Now... It's me, Luna, Clay, and you... We're the ones who need to keep fighting. It's what mom would have wanted, okay?"


He sobbed. "Do you--.. Do you think she'd be mad that we left her?!" He cried in question, Greg hushed him again and gently rocked him from side to side.


".. No, no... It's fine, son. She's not angry. She was never angry at you or Clay. Ever. She was only proud... And she still is, kiddo... She's watching us all, alright? She's happy that we're all safe, and she wouldn't want you to be sad... You know she didn't like it when you cried." He gave a faint smile and hugged the child as tight as he could, rubbing his back. ".. You're a good boy, and I wish that I could be as brave as you. But because mom's gone, that doesn't mean you need to stop being brave, okay?" He said, Jackson whimpered 'okay' and then nodded his head a few times, holding onto him.

 

[Elwin]

Luna hugged the boy back, she felt comfortable with him locked in her grasp. She felt like he was safer this way. Luna gently pulled away and smiled for the boy. She then got up and took his hand to pull him up. "Greg, we should get going soon." She said softly. "I feel a bit shaken up after them men came and they said their base is near here." She didn't want to worry anybody, but sitting aimlessly in the gas station wasn't going to help anybody. They needed to strive further to survive and the previous events had definitely proved that.


Luna walked over to the ammo and picked it up, with a sigh. She went outside to be greeted by the dog, who had yet to stop wagging his tail.

 

[DrTrollinski]

"Yeah... You good to go, soldier?" He asked Jackson while looking at him and wiping his eyes with his hand. Jackson sniffled but then nodded at him. He felt better now that he'd let all the emotion out - maybe he was just in a state of shock. The events of today hadn't been very relaxing just yet. When they walked outside with Luna and Clay, Greg smiled at the dog and laughed. ".. Good to see this one didn't get hurt during all the chaos." He smiled at Luna and then walked over to the truck. He sighed. It was in bad shape and he didn't want to be seen driving a psychopathic car like this one, but it'd have to be temporary until they can find something else. Oh, if only that military Humvee had been working.


He got Jackson buckled into the back, and Clayton soon followed - he waited for Luna to take whichever seat she wanted. Either in the front with him, or in the back with the boys - he didn't mind. Once everyone was in, he was happy just to start the car up and drive away. Before they'd left, though, he checked the body of the first man he killed and managed to find a Beretta pistol on his corpse. It was grim, but Luna needed a gun - he gave that to her so that she had better self-defense.


".. Okay--.. You guys might want to wrap up. It's going to be a bit drafty with the windows broken like this." He gave a faint chuckle. ".. Keep an eye out for any cars on the way - We'll stop and get a better one." He said.

 

[Elwin]

Luna jumped into the front of the run-down truck so she could fiddle with the gun and work it out without doing so in-front of the boys. The truck had a really off-putting sweaty gasoline stink that got right up Luna's nostrils. She twitched her nose a little and tried to forget about it. Luna chucked her denim jacket at the boys due to the lack of blankets and jackets. Her arms were only covered with a thin layer of tight black cotton but it'd have to do.


She was glad that despite the state of the truck, they had a quicker method of traveling now. Not necessarily for herself, but for the two boys - Luna had worried they wouldn't be able to walk much further; especially if anything else had distracted them along the way. Distraction seemed a complete understatement for the dangers which did occur. Luna shouldn't at the thought of the men. She was grateful they were gone but felt almost numb.


Luna attempted to strap herself into the truck with a stiff seat-belt, managing only just. It was highly uncomfortable, but better than walking. She then started to angle her gun, familiarizing herself with it.

 

[DrTrollinski]

"I hate to say it... But--.. If things are like this everywhere... Something tells me that when we arrive our family's place in Georgia, we might be arriving at an empty house." Greg gulped softly, looking around as they drove onward. They were starting to come out of the forest area and more towards the countryside sort of area now - there were small buildings around, as well as a small down in the far distance. Hopefully they'd be able to do something with some of the stuff that they had access to, but if they wanted to do anything, they were going to need a new car before they all froze to death in the vehicle.


The two boys were huddled up under Luna's jacket. There was hardly enough room for them both, but it was better than nothing. The one thing everyone knew about small country towns was that they all had some sort of military surplus store in them, purely for the benefit of hunters and campers. If it wasn't called 'military surplus', it was definitely going to be a hunting and/or camping outlet.


".. See that town way over there? I say we stop there and try and find a better car. Preferably something like a Range Rover." Greg said, flooring the gas pedal a little more.


".. Yeah, dad... It's freezing back here." Clay shuddered as he pulled Jackson close to him.


"Luna, what do you say? Shall we check the place out?" Greg asked.

 

[Elwin]

Luna nodded, putting her gun in her bag. "Yeah, we should. This truck is hardly ideal..." She took her braid from her hair and brushed through it with her fingers, before tying it back tighter and out of her face. She wanted to be prepared for anything after what had happened earlier. "Maybe we should try find something for the boys to wear too? Blankets as-well." She said, watching Jackson and Clayton shiver under her small jacket.


The air felt crisp as they drove. It pinched their cheeks and rose goosebumps on their arms. Luna relaxed against where the window would usually be, peering out at the fields in the distance. There was something soothing about the soft wet grass of the countryside. Everything remained intact and Luna wished she could just watch for a little bit longer before arriving likely in a deserted town.

 

[DrTrollinski]

"Yeah, we'll do that." He said as he continued driving. ".. Hang in there, kids. Dad's to the rescue." He chuckled a little and managed to get a quiet laugh out of the both of them - over the last two days, the 'dad to the rescue' part had become increasingly apparent. He didn't like having to protect them from everything that was out there, mostly because it wasn't natural. He saw it as a miracle that they were still alive, especially after the car crash and the fight with seven armed men.


".. Dad--.. Are we gonna' stay there when we get to Georgia?" Jackson asked. Greg sighed.


".. I don't know, son. I hope so." He said.


"Will it be safe there?"


".. Yeh, hopefully, kiddo. Regardless, as long as we're all together, we'll look out for each other, won't we?" He smiled at him in the rear-view mirror. Jackson nodded and smiled back at him. They were just coming into the town now - it was completely abandoned. There were a few of the undead walking around, but other than that, it was all quiet. ".. Keep an eye out for anything of interest, guys..." Greg muttered quietly as he brought the car down to a slow speed.

 

[Elwin]

Luna, pulled her gun from her backpack and a bag of mixed nuts. She took a handful and slung them into her mouth before passing them to Greg. "Give the rest to the boys, I think we need to keep up with our energy after all the unexpected events." It was a shame she couldn't offer something better, but what could be done in the beginnings of an undead apocalypse. She zipped up her bag and put it over her shoulders before opening the truck door slightly when it had parked. The dog jumped over the seats and out the door.


"Oh for crying out loud..." She mumbled lightly, following the dog out of the truck. The ground was dull, concrete and bare. It was depressing looking at all of the large all American homes abandoned for the infected to scavenge and for rogues to raid.

 

[DrTrollinski]

As soon as Clay saw the nuts he looked up at Greg with wide eyes.


"Uh... Dad...?" He muttered nervously.


".. I know, son. I know." He said as he took a few nuts and also ate them, before handing the rest of the bag to Jackson. With a sign Greg stepped out of the car and then helped the two boys out as well. He looked around, they were away from the town center, so it might have been a good idea to head there first and see what they could find. He looked at Luna after he stepped out - it was so convenient, but he figured he might as well tell her why Clay didn't want to eat the snack she'd provided.


".. Sorry, Luna, but--.." He chuckled a little. "We'll have to find something else for Clay. He's allergic to nuts." He gave a lighthearted laugh and then looked around again. "So. Town center first?" He asked as he took a magazine from the ammo bag and loaded it into his rifle.

 

[Elwin]

"Oh no worries." Luna smiled. She had candy bars but assumed Clay might have been sick of the taste of chocolate. Luna took out a candy bar and passed it to the boy. "I have some tins and stuff but I figured we should save them." She said to Greg. Luna inserted her ammo into the magazine of her pistol, watching Greg carefully. She didn't want to have to use it, but it seemed more than likely that would be the case.


As they started to walk through towards the town center, Luna occupied herself as she watched the stillness of the houses around them. Only days ago they had been full of lively families, all different, raising the next gen. Luna felt her eyes become slightly wet at the thought of all the children who had died. So much potential. She didn't cry, of course. It was too late for that. Luna rubbed the head of their dog as they walked.

 

[DrTrollinski]

When they reached the center of town, something had caught their eye, alongside a funny smell. When they turned a corner onto main-street, they instantly saw what it was that was causing it. It was a horrifying sight, and as soon as the kids saw it, Clay inched closer to stand next to Luna, whilst Jackson went and cowered behind Greg.


It was a pile of bodies in the middle of the road. They had been burned - their skin was charred and black, and there was nothing that you could have used to identify who they were. They must have been burning for a good few hours, if not all night. There were bodies of men, women, children, and even animals. It's clear what happened to the town - no murderer could have done this. On the road in front of them, spray-painted in red, were the words of 'STOP THE INFECTION. GOD BLESS THE USA.'


It was clear that these people had been killed by the infection, and then whoever was involved in this clearly didn't want to see their friends and loved ones walking around. There wasn't anywhere near enough bodies here to fill every home, so it became obvious that the survivors threw these guys on the fire and then made a run for it.


".. Jesus..." Greg reached up and covered his mouth and nose. Jackson had grabbed the bottom of Greg's shirt and was covering his nose with it while peering around the side of him to look at the charred corpses.

 

[Elwin]

Luna clasped a hand over her mouth, feeling her skin drained of color. She grabbed Clayton's hand but pushed it him slightly to the side, away from her so she could vomit on the ground. It was a sight like this that really dawned on her what had actually happened. It was gruesome. "This is disgusting Greg..." Luna said, after wiping her mouth on her sleeve. She pulled Clayton close to her and pushed his head into her chest, holding her gun tighter. "We can't stay here. Let's find a car and leave." Regardless of vomiting, Luna felt almost numb to the pile of bodies. It was horrific, but better than seeing them roaming for eternity feeding on the flesh of the living.

 

[DrTrollinski]

Greg gently patted her on the shoulder and then slowly turned her around with him and the kids. ".. Let's find a store to get some blankets, then we get a car, and then we get out of here." He choked, gulping hard. He wasn't one to feel sick from something like that, being a surgeon in what felt like a parallel universe, he'd dealt with far worse than burns, and with some of the stuff he'd seen, the ability to keep the vomit down was strong.


As they walked further into town, the mood seemed to brighten up a bit - maybe not among them, but certainly in the atmosphere. There were no more burning bodies, no dead, no blood... Just quiet. He looked around for a few moments once they reached the center and then took a deep breath, his eyes finally seeming more relaxed after the horrific thing they witnessed.


".. Shall we... Check out a hunting store? They should have something there... Blankets, MRE's, warm clothing..." He said softly as he looked over to a store that was just across from them - it looked clear from the undead, on first glance.

 

[Elwin]

Luna nodded. She still felt pale from the sight of the burning bodies and hoped that there would be some fresh bottles of water. "Is there anything you wanted me to do? Like any other stores we need to check out?" Luna couldn't think properly due to feeling ill and wanted to get things done as quickly as possible.


She squeezed Clayton's hand who equally looked pale in the face. "Don't worry dude, we can get some fresh water soon and get out of here. Then make you something that isn't a god damn candy bar." She tried to sound light hearted, hoping not to put him off with her ill face.