Into the Desert of Death

August 27, 2011 at 8:22 pm (Apocalypse, Eternal Aftermath, Horror, Zombie) (, )

The sun beat down on him like a restless
enemy. There were fifty-two survivors of the Ripper jail at the ranch, with
Spencer, Emily, Rollie and himself they had an even fifty-six. This didn’t mean
he wanted to risk any of these folks on a foolish mission that might accomplish
nothing, but this strange man who claimed to be friends with zombies plagued
Devon’s waking thoughts.

How and better yet why, had this
mysterious black garbed man brought three zombies across sixty miles of desert
in an SUV? Then he had tried to kill them for taking the zombies out. It just
didn’t make sense.

Some itches have to be scratched and despite
his reservations, Devon gathered a small crew to follow the vehicle’s tracks
through the lonely abandoned dessert. Since it wasn’t a war party, he figured
one vehicle would be enough. He had just wanted to take Spencer and Brown, but
if Spencer was going, his sister insisted on coming along too. Soon the four of
them were heading deeper into the Sonora Desert that stretched out north away
from Tucson.

“One thing about it being the
apocalypse,” Spencer was saying. “It sure makes it easier to follow these tracks.
It looks like no one has driven on Redington Pass Road for years, besides that
crazy goon.”

Devon had let Brown drive and watched
the majestic saguaros pass for a moment before he answered. “Yeah, pretty much.
No confusion here. The question is where will it lead us?”

“It would be great if this San Migual
place was left untouched,” Emily said. While the rest of the Bangers and freaks
are sucking Tucson dry, we could really score.”

“However,” Brown began, “if San Migual
is unlooted, it will probably be because there are a few hundred zombies there.”

“So, who cares,” Spencer said. “We have
handled that many before without even firing a shot, huh Devon.”

“Let’s just wait and see,” Devon said. “But
I do agree that if San Migual has been overlooked by looters it might be worth
the time to cull the zombies.”

Emily bounced in her seat a little. “Maybe
we could even move here.”

The drive wore on. The pass had suffered
five years of damage and in many places the desert rains had washed away parts
of the road and these parts had to be traveled with care. They hadn’t made it
to pavement before a large cattle fence blocked the road.  The fence looked heavy and was chained shut,
but this was barely noticed for the twenty or so zombies chained to the fence
drew their attentions.

“What the hell…?” Brown said, as he
brought the Tahoe to a stop.

“I told you this guy was crazy” Spencer
said, as the group looked on as the sun dried Walkers. The undead gnashed their
teeth and pulled against the chains restraining them while they tried in vain to
reach the four Breathers.

“You think that guy you fought did this?”
his sister asked.

“Who else?”

“But this is more than just crazy,”
Devon said as he opened his car door and stepped out into the blinding heat. “Look,
Spence is probably right. The tracks go right through this fence. How could one
man unlock that fence and get through all these Walkers. It makes no sense.”

“It does strangely match with him
transporting zombies and somehow being friends with them,” Brown said.

“Yeah, remind me not to befriend this
loser,” Spencer said. “If his idea of friendship is chaining his buddies out in
the desert, I don’t think I want any part of it.”

Devon fell silent while he watched the
zombies fighting against their chains.

“So what now, boss?” Brown finally asked.

“I think we need continue on foot.”

“We could shoot through these pudwacks,”
Spencer suggested.

“No, the shots would alert him. You don’t
have to come if you don’t want to, but I can’t head back until I figure this
out.”

No one showed any signs of backing out
and as one the small group circled around the fence. They passed through cactus
and had to transverse a tall barbwire fence, but within two minutes they had
returned to the road on the other side of the undead fence. Devon checked his
weapons one last time and then led his team towards San Migual.

 

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Emily and Spencer

Emily and Spencer

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